He's stepped in it now. Gabriel takes a breath, and another, and he tries to hold onto-- something. Gabriel swears he can feel the chill rolling off Anthony. This isn't what he wants. He doesn't want to start a fight here - he wants to be somewhere quiet and alone, and far, far closer than they are right now. He wants his fingers curled around Anthony's tie and hear anything but that mild tone of voice.
His heart is pounding and he can't tell if it's fear or anxiety or something else now. It's been ages since he felt on the verge of an attack like this.
"Either I'm a distraction that you'd like to pick up and put down at will," he pauses and takes a drink because Christ, he needs something to get through this. "Or you think more of me than that and we're being miserable at each other in defense of our pride."
Gabriel is willing to admit that's what he's doing at least. It's taken him this long to realize that's where his bite is coming from. And if that isn't it for Anthony, if it's the former... He isn't sure what he'll do. But it will be humiliating to have been so wrong regardless.
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His heart is pounding and he can't tell if it's fear or anxiety or something else now. It's been ages since he felt on the verge of an attack like this.
"Either I'm a distraction that you'd like to pick up and put down at will," he pauses and takes a drink because Christ, he needs something to get through this. "Or you think more of me than that and we're being miserable at each other in defense of our pride."
Gabriel is willing to admit that's what he's doing at least. It's taken him this long to realize that's where his bite is coming from. And if that isn't it for Anthony, if it's the former... He isn't sure what he'll do. But it will be humiliating to have been so wrong regardless.