|Gavin Reed x Male reader| Detroit Become Human|

Chapter twenty

- Gavin's POV -

Of course, I knew what [F/N] was going to say but did that stop me from wanting to hear it? No. I needed to hear it, I wanted to hear it. I wanted to hear why he needed me to stay here with him.

"You know why, Gav, it's more than obvious that I care about you. I need to know you're safe. I need to know that when I wake up in the mornings that you're going to be there too. And you know that I'm beginning to care about you a little more than I want to admit right now because I'm so scared of fucking this up and driving you away from me because I can't bear the thought of waking up and you not being here with me..." [F/N] blurts out, looking at me with the most desperate expression. "And I don't care that you might not feel the same, I just... I'd be perfectly happy with you just being my housemate and friend..."

I stare at [F/N] and blink, not really expecting that much from him. I was expecting a simple 'you mean a lot to me' but that was.... fucking amazing. I look at him, seeing how upset the male seemed to be getting so I decided to make a little joke

"Bold of you to assume we're friends..." I mutter but I don't let go of my bag. "But I still need to go back to my place... I need to ring the landlord..." "So you can get your heating and stuff?" the other male asks, making me shake my head, "No, so I can tell him I've found someone to stay with." That makes a bright grin appear on [F/N]'s face as he rushes over to me. "But... Do we have to go now? Can it wait until tomorrow?" He asks, looking at me. I give a slight nod, placing my bag down by the front door before sitting on the couch.

[F/N] sits beside me, gently running a hand through my hair and muttering a sentence that I've never heard before.

"Gav, I'm proud of you, you know that?" He states softly, lightly messing with the hair on the back of my head. I feel my stomach become a little tighter,  "There's nothing to be proud of." "You're wrong, you've come so far in the past couple of months, Gav. Look at you, you're staying here, you're eating. you're sleeping a little more, you've put on a little more weight. You're getting better. And I'm so proud of you." He mumbles, running a hand through my hair again, making me melt a tiny bit on the inside. I look at him, a lump forming in my throat as I lean forward, letting my head fall against his chest, covering my eyes with my hand.

I soon find myself laying on [F/N]'s chest as he lays back, rubbing the top of my back and trying to comfort me. I let out a couple of sobs, unable to get that sentence out of my head; I'm proud of you... I soon run a hand over my face, clearing my throat.

"I'm sorry..." " Don't apologise for showing emotions." [F/N] turns his gaze to me and I look up at him. And for what felt like the thousandth time, we lock gazes. He runs his fingers down my cheek, the sensation sending a slight shiver through me - it seemed to be a reoccurring thing. He lightly moves them to my jaw and around to my chin, gently making me tilt my head up a little, his eyes fixated on my lips the entire time. He dips his head down, stopping just an inch away from my own, as if asking for permission, I move my hand to his wrist, lightly gripping it.

"Can I?" he asks, moving a tiny bit closer to me. I tense a little, once again not sure how to answer. Oh, I want it so much but I hate the fact that I want it. Should I do it? Shouldn't I? Should I tell him I'm not gay-

My thoughts are cut off when I feel [F/N] gently press his lips against my own, not for longer than a few seconds but it was just enough to send a shiver down my spine and instantly want more- No, no I don't... Oh, yes I fucking do. I move my free hand to the side of his neck, [F/N] taking the invite and instantly giving me another breath-taking kiss. [F/N]'s hand moves away from my chin, sliding to the back of my head, tangling his fingers in my hair. I let my eyes slip closed, melting against the male and gripping his shirt a little.

"Fuck..." I mutter once he pulls back, his breathing a tiny bit heavier than it should have been. I slowly open my eyes, looking at [F/N] who was looking over my face. "I take it you're not mad at me?" He asks, biting his bottom lip a little as he waits for my answer. "I haven't quite caught up with what happened yet so I don't know," I respond, clearing my throat and waiting for the tingling feeling to leave my lips.

After a moment, [F/N]  cups my cheek again, making me look at him.

"Gav, no one will find out and quite frankly, I don't care if they do find out, you're allowed a  bit of... well, what you want?"

"And you think it's you I want?"

- [F/N]'s POV -

Well, ouch.

I look at Gavin, feeling my chest ache at what he just said. I'm almost certain that it came out different than what it sounded like but that doesn't mean it hurt any less. Gavin's face scrunches up before he shakes his head

"Wrong way around. And I think it's you I want..." He mumbles, looking at me with a slight smile., "But that doesn't mean I'm okay with things..." He mutters. Well, I can completely understand that he won't be okay with things for a while but that's completely fine by me, I'm just glad I didn't get punched for kissing him.

Gavin seemed to be having some form of internal battle even though he was saying such things. I gently kiss his forehead, catching him off guard and making him look at me.

"We can take things slow, you know? Just because I kissed you doesn't mean we're... You know." I shrug, looking at him. He breathes out a sigh of relief before sitting up, rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm going to take a shower, I need to think..." He says softly getting up and walking off while I'm left here with my thoughts.

I have the horrible sinking feeling that I just pushed that man further away from me by doing that but it was difficult to resist. I let my feelings blind the fact that maybe Gavin wasn't okay with it. He didn't seem to be panicked or anything so, I'm assuming that maybe he was just a little confused.

A while later, I start to worry. Gavin was still in the shower and I couldn't stop myself from getting up.

I knock on the door.

No response.

I knock again.

When he didn't respond, I open the door, my eyes widening.

[F/N], what the fuck!?" was all I hear before Gavin chucks a towel over my head. I move it away, looking at Gavin as he quickly covers himself, face as red as a damn strawberry. I feel my face flush as well, making myself look away from Gavin's crotch while he just silently dies.

"Hey, you've got a nice-"

"Shut the fuck up, [F/N], never finish that sentence..."

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