Gabriel woke up from the alarm and watched Dean make his way to the bathroom. "Who the hell wakes up this early in the morning?" He mumbled before putting his face back into the pillows. Sadly enough, he couldn't go back to sleep. He sat up, rubbing his eyes and yawning. He stood up and slipped on some sweatpants before making his bed. He would clean himself up when Dean got out of the shower. He looked in the kitchen and sighed when he realized no one had food. "I guess I'll go grocery shopping." He threw on a random t-shirt from his drawer and left a note saying he would get food for the apartment. With that, he was off to the grocery.
Dean was actually going out today, he had to meet up with the football team. He was supposed to be the new captain
Dean was met with a less than warm welcome but it didn't honestly bother him, right now he just needed to guide the team
When Gabriel got back, he noticed Dean was gone. He dropped the bags on the floor. He scoffed. "Did he seriously leave without eating anything? His loss. I make a mean omelet." He put all the groceries away, making the kitchen look like an actual kitchen. He put his hands on his hopes appreciating his work. "Better get to cooking." He pulled out the eggs and began to cook his omelet. He got a notification on his phone saying his stuff would be here soon. He smiled and finished his omelet and ate it pretty quickly. Just like that, his stuff came in. He let the movers in to move the boxes. Once they were done, he started unpacking and putting everything where it belonged. He had to rebuild his desk, but it wasn't that hard to build. Once he did, he had his gaming set stationed in the corner of the room right next to his bed. By the time his half of the room looked less dull, it was time for lunch. This means he got to cook again. Man, did he love cooking.
Dean got back moments after Gabriel started cooking again. He was dog tired and looked over at his boxes, and decided not to unpack, then he went to the kitchen and wrapped his arms Around Gabriel in a kinda support hug. Right now he was stressed to a max ad it was clear “ say anything and ill stab you”
Gabriel sucked in his stomach out of surprise. He opened his mouth to say something but shut it since he was instructed to. Instead, he kept cooking and breathed a laugh. "You left this morning without eating anything. You should be more responsible, you know. I'm making pork cutlets. Is that okay with you, or should I cook something else?" He took the knife and chopped some fruits and vegetables for side dishes. He held a soft smile on his lips. He had to say Dean standing behind him like this wasn't that bad. If anything, it felt nice and warm if he were being honest.
“ as long as it doesn't touch potatoes or chicken you won't kill me” he said and sighed, letting go of Gabrial he groaned as he realized most of the food had already touched vegetables he was allergic to.
"Why are you allergic or something?" He scoffed. "Wait, what are you allergic to? I'd rather not kill my roommate before school even starts. He frowned when he felt Dean let go. Of course, he didn't say anything. It's not like they were dating or anything. He put down the knife and washed his hands so that Dean wouldn't get an allergic reaction if he touched anything.
“ Most vegetables, watermelon, and chicken is all that I know of..” he said and noticed Gabriel's emotion and went back to hugging him,
He gave a small smile when Dean put his arms back around him. "Oh, okay, I was worried." He put the cut vegetables in a container for him to eat tomorrow. He didn't buy watermelon, so it shouldn't be a problem. "Alright, that should take care of that. Everything else is safe for you to eat. If you don't like anything just give it to me and I'll eat it. I need some fuel before I start streaming anyway. Tell me if I'm being too loud by the way and I'll quiet down." He set the plates on the table as well as the condiments. He turned around and dropped his arms over Dean to hug him. "Ready to eat?"
“ yeah, it looks amazing btw.” he said and chuckled “ I have to practice as well, I have a concert tomorrow tonight. “ he said softy
(Heyyyy, I'm back from band camp, and I will not be missing any more weeks!!!)
Gabriel scoffed and set the food down on the table. "So let me get this straight. You're a football jock and a band kid. I never knew those two could work together. It does explain why you're not straight through. Just make sure before you leave to go to your concert you eat first. I don't want to have to pick you up because you fainted from lack of nutrients." He teased. He sat down and prayed silently to himself before starting to eat his food.
“ never took you for a gay Christian “ he said and blepped his tongue out
God that was something of a sunshine look
“ Football is something I picked up to help with a scholarship turns out I was really good at it”
Gabriel opened his mouth in disbelief. "I come from a very religious family. Why do you think I waited until now to get a tattoo? Speaking of which, do you have the stuff for the tattoo yet? Some boxes came in with your name on it. It could be one of those. I also have to throw away those boxes in the recycling outside. Ugh! Responsibility!" He mumbled. "Well, do you like playing football? Anyone can be good at something, but if you don't like it what's the point, shorty? Why am I talking to you about this?" He scoffed and stuffed some pork into his mouth.
“ I find it enjoyable but the drama that comes with it is just intolerable, “ he said and looked at the boxes through the doorway.
“ the blue box is my tattoo stuff but don't throw the box away, it's the storage bin for my inks and gun,” dean said and took his plate to the sink
“ And you're probably talking to me because you're comfortable around me”
Dean realized how weird he sounded and corrected himself “ sorry, my mother was a therapist “
"No need to say sorry. I don't mind. Sometimes I need a little guidance, just like everyone else. I will make sure not to touch your stuff. I put your boxes on your side so you can figure out how to handle it when ready." He was almost done with his food since he was already hungry, thus making food. He would have to work tomorrow, but it wouldn't be before long, only a couple of hours, which was all he needed. It was in the morning, too, which meant he got to sleep the rest of the day, which is more amazing than food. "Take your time with the tattoo as well; I was just wondering about some things, is all."
“ don't worry I will, it should look as amazing as the person I'm putting it on.”
Dean mentally cursed himself as he said that. His face turned a dark red as he rushed to go sort out his boxes
He paused when putting the last piece of pork into his mouth. He stared straight ahead, processing what Dean had just said. He scoffed, but when he went to go eat the last of the pork it had already fallen off the fork. He hummed and ate the last piece. Gabriel didn't bother to put his plate into the sink he got up and followed Dean. "So you do think I'm attractive? I knew there was something going on in that brain of yours." He cooed, watching Dean sort his boxes with a face that would be to die for. "You're so adorable. I still hate you, but you know, you can turn from a short-tempered shortie to a short-tempered curie. Can you put the dishes into the dishwasher, I'm going to go start streaming." Gabriel walked off toward his desk and sat down putting his headphones on. It took a couple of seconds for his computer to turn on, which led him to set up his three hours of gaming time.
Dean nodded silently, he went to the kitchen and hand-washed the dishes, drying and putting them up.
Dean didn't mind doing things like dishes if it got them done right. Afterward, he went to his bed and started playin the violin, “ what if we rewrite the stars, say you were made to be mine,~” he sang, his voice running like honey as he did so
Gabriel had his headphones on giving callouts, but he heard a faint voice. When he finally died he muted his mic and looked toward Dean. "So you're a singer too…" He trailed off silently watching Dean do what he does best. He started to hum along quietly, but he knew this song would be stuck in his head for the rest of the day. He went back to gaming, but he kept one ear off so he could hear Dean's beautiful voice. "Chat, you just fall in love with your roommate. Like I'm not in love with him, but there's so much more to him you know. Sigh. Why me right?"
Dean smiled “ my mother taught me, but I'm not half as good as her.” he said and smiled when Gabriel talked to his viewers
“ I can hear ya know,” he said playfully
Dean eventually put his violin up, got dressed in his football attire, and got ready to head out the door. He stopped a moment, walking up to Gabriel.
“ here,” he said and handed him a ticket “ to the game tonight.”
He took the ticket and looked at his camera for a second, then looked back to Dean. "How come you're giving me this? I feel like I would be the last one you want there." He looked at the ticket and shoved it into his pocket. "Well, whatever the reason is just know you can't take it back now. There is no going back when inviting me to your football game. In case you were wondering I will make fun of you shortie. That is if you lose." He put the controler down for a second before it began to vibrate violently on the table. That's when he picked it back up so he could run from whoever was shooting at him.
Dean chuckled, turning and leaving “ ill see you there, gentle giant, “ he said softly and shut the door behind him
As dean walked down to the field, he felt as if the whole team had glared at him. He’d had the stripes of the school colors and the other of his pride flag, and his laces to his cleats the same prideful colors
Gabriel looked back to his camera with an offended look. "Do I look like a gentle giant to you guys?" He read the chat and gasped when he heard the answer. "Wow, you guys are so offensive. The audacity of my chat today. I have to end this stream early, though, because I have to go to my roommate's game. You guys saw him, right? He's so tiny and cute. I love picking on him. Anyway, I better go, bye guys, see you in two days." He shut the stream down and got ready. It was late at night in the fall, so he figured he would wear jeans, a sweatshirt, and a jean jacket over them. "Dope, let's go." He made his way to the game a little late, but he made up for it by finding a spot near the field to see everything going on. He didn't know exactly which number was Dean, but maybe if Dean caught sight of Gabriel.
Dean was already on the field, he was about to catch the ball, number 8.
Then the quarterback from the other team ran him over, deans helmet flying off as he hit the ground, he felt his leg get pinned and almost automatically felt its fracture.
His scream was painfilled as his eyes pricked with tears
Gabriel's eyes widened. "Dean!" He rushed through the crowd even though there was probably nothing he could do to help. "Fuck…" He leaned over the railing that separated the field from the stands. He looked at the staircase that leaned down to the area and rushed down them. He knew he probably wasn't supposed to, and he would get chewed out for this if he did, but even so, his roommate was in pain. Of course, he wanted to help. He sat the two security guards cutting him off from the field. "Hey, let me through my friends in there. He's the one who just got hurt. Come on!" He pushed through them eventually, with them trailing behind. He tried his best to find where Dean's coach was so he could explain everything.
