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it had been almost six full months since you and gustav had broken up. you still didn't quite understand how it happened, but the two of you had grown apart.
you were now dating someone else, he went by the name hampi, and you were actually happy. at least that's what you kept telling yourself.
a laugh left your lips at your boyfriends recent comment, the two of you walked hand in hand down the streets of LA. you watched the people around you as they sang or danced or just the homeless who performed random acts.
hampi stopped when he saw a man selling flowers, grabbing a rose he payed the man and handed it to you. you looked at him, eyebrow raised.
"what? i can't just give my beautiful girlfriend a rose because i feel like it?" he chuckled, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. yours went around his waist and the two of you continued walking.
from across the street stood gus with a couple of his friends, his eyes found their way towards you. his smile soon turning into a frown when he noticed you were with someone else. he had tried forgetting about you, but whatever he thought of just made its way back to thoughts of you.
specifically the night you two met.
~"come on y/n, don't be a pussy. go talk to him." you had been standing in the middle of the dance floor for almost twenty minutes, trying to decide whether or not to talk to the guy who stood confidently across the club. your friend pressuring you and telling you that it was worth a shot.
"fine, here goes nothing." you mumble, downing your tequila shot and sucking on the lemon in your hand. you handed both of to f/n and walked through the dancing bodies and towards the most beautiful human you had ever seen.
his laugh rung through your ears as you approached him, a beautiful sound you would always remember. "uh, hey." you greeted, gaining both his attention and the other guy he was with.
he smiled, looking at the h/c girl in front of him. you returned the smile, and he finally spoke. "hey."
'holy shit, he sounds like an actual angel.' you thought to yourself. you stood frozen, you didn't know how these things worked you had never done this before. should you even be doing this? you didn't know what to do, other then stand there and study his tatted face and arms.
his friend chuckled, looking at your awkward state. "imma go get another drink." he said, slapping gus on the shoulder playfully. gustav nodded, his eyes still glued on you. "i'm y/n." you blurt out, "gustav."
the two of you shake hands, "nice tats." he compliments, looking down at your hand where a couple stray tattoos where inked.
"uhm, thank you. yours are cool too." you smile, not being able to form words quickly. once again the music played over your silence.
you sigh, "you know what, i'm just gonna go before i embarrass myself even more." you speak over the music. turning around you take a step forward and trip over your own two feet.
gus quickly stands up and catches your body in his arms before you hit the ground. he chuckles as he brings you back up to a standing position. "i think you're past embarrassing yourself." he laughs, making you laugh as well.
"you got a number?" he asks, grinning. you nod, and he pulls out his phone from his pocket. you type in your number. "i'll call you."
you squint your eyes, "are you really gonna call me because i feel like–" he cut you off before you had a chance to ramble even more. "i wouldn't let someone as cute as you get away." you smile, your face feeling hotter as you turn a rose pink. "okay." ~
"yo peep, you listening to this?" tracy laughs, snapping gustav out of his thoughts. "uh, yeah." he says, his eyes still following you and your new lover.
he can't do anything but feel sad, his mouth curving into a frown.
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it had been two weeks since gus had seen you, and you were all he thought about since then. he couldn't concentrate on anything, all his attention was on you.
he threw his head back while a groan escaped his lips, and he stood from his spot on his couch. grabbing his keys, phone, and throwing on a hoodie he walked out the door.
without thinking, he drove to your apartment. not knowing that you were once again.
a loud knock at your door interrupted your movie, making you roll your e/c eyes. you got up from the couch, pausing the film and walking towards the door.
"gustav, what are you do–"
"i know you got a boyfriend, y/n, and i've tried and tried. but i can't get you out my mind."
"uhm–"
"no, look. we grew apart because i was spending to much time at the studio and not enough with you, but i love you y/n. why can't you just come back to me?"
"gus, i–"
"i know what you're gonna say, and i told you, i know you gotta boyfriend. i just needs–"
"if you let me speak you would know that i don't have a boyfriend, not anymore. he cheated on me." you say, the words still not phasing you.
"why woul–"
"i don't know, but what i do know is that i wasn't happy. i didn't love him, not like i love you." you say, a smile now planted across your features.
gustav's mouth also curved up into a smile, a wide one. the two of you stand in silence for a while, "why am i still just standing here?" he asks, but before you can answer he pulls you closer to him by your waist, connecting your lips with his.
