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Gabriel Harkin ([personal profile] asoncalledgabriel) wrote2020-03-08 12:15 am
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for Anthony (backdated)

Guy's gone.

As soon as Gabriel finds out, he goes looking for Anthony. He tries calling but gets no answer - but, thank Christ, no fuzzy voice telling him the number isn't in service. Still, he can't shake the numb feeling spreading out to his fingertips. He checks familiar haunts and anywhere else he could imagine Anthony being. And when none of those turn up a familiar face, Gabriel heads to the apartment.

He texts on his way there and races up the stairs rather than troubling himself with the elevator.

Gabriel feels a bit bad for the way he pounds on the door.

"Anthony? It's Gabriel."

As if there'd be some other distressed Irish lad banging on his door.
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[personal profile] flightfromennui 2020-03-12 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
But there is nothing Gabriel can do; there is nothing anyone can do. Anthony shakes his head and gently extricates himself from Gabriel's arms. He goes to one of the cabinets in the kitchen and takes down a bottle of wine, and then two glasses.

"Drink?"

Perhaps there is something Gabriel can do--he can stay. That way, at least, Anthony will not be left alone with only his thoughts.
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[personal profile] flightfromennui 2020-04-01 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Anthony hasn't reached for something stronger--yet. Stubbornly, in the face of his grief, he clings to propriety. It's the sort of thing that would annoy Guy, and that nearly makes Anthony smile.

He lightly clinks his glass against Gabriel's, though if he is thinking of Guy he doesn't stay. "How is Neil holding up?" Neil and Guy were close; it seem like a fair question. And it allows Anthony to talk about someone else's feelings, which is far superior to talking about his own.