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Title: Maybe
Part: 1/1
Word Count: 1,037 (although WP tends to be off by a couple numbers usually)
Characters: Shaun, Gabe.
Pairings: Shaun/Zach
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluffly brotherly bonding with a bit of angst.
Warning: Spoilers for the movie, obviously.
Disclaimer: The movie, characters and actors are not mine. Which is rather disappointing.
Un-beta'ed, sorry. Any and all mistakes are my own (i'm known as the typo queen around friends), and i apologize for them.
Author's Note: This is just a filler fic. I watched the movie again last night, since it's my favorite thing to do when i've nothing better to do. And i felt the brothers needed a scene between them the night of the party when Zach breaks up with Shaun, before Gabe goes to the diner and talks to Zach the next day. It's short, sweet and has understanding!Gabe in it ^^
Summary: The night before Gabe talks to Zach at the diner about his sexuality and dating his brother, he talks to Shaun about it.
It was far too late, or possibly too early depending on how you looked at it, for anyone to still be up. Which was why Shaun jumped when his younger brother stumbled into his bedroom, the door banging against the wall as he pushed it open.
“What the hell!?” Shaun snapped in an annoyed tone, glaring at his brother from where he sat on the end of his bed.
“Drunk.” Gabe mumbled as he staggered over and fell onto the bed.
“Yeah no shit.” Shaun said with a scoff. “Hey, don’t puke on my bed or I’ll kick your ass.” He warned.
“I’m not that drunk.” Gabe’s reply was muffled up the pillow his head was currently buried in.
Shaun just scoffed again, not really believing his brother. “Party finally break up?” Not that he really cared.
“Yeah.” Gabe paused, rolling over onto his side so that he could look at Shaun, or at least his back, since the older man was facing away from him. “Hey, did you see where Zach went?”
“No.” Shaun said tightly, and far too quickly.
“Something wrong?”
“No.”
“Okay.” Gabe nodded, or attempted too through his drunken haze. He continued to stare at his brother’s back, noticing how his shoulders hunched forward in a defeated way. “You crying?”
“What!? No!” Shaun finally turned to look at the lounging young man from over his shoulder. “I’m pissed off.”
“You look like you’ve been crying.” Gabe pointed out.
“Yeah, well no one asked you okay.”
“Okay man, chill.”
“Whatever.” Shaun muttered, turning away from Gabe once again.
The two lapsed into silence, Gabe still staring at his brother with searching eyes. Shaun knew he was being watched, and it was beginning to annoy him. With a sigh he leaned his elbows on his knees, resting his face in his hands. He was tired and emotional, and it wasn’t helping that he had his drunken sibling bogartin’ his bed.
“You should go to bed before you pass out, because you know sure as shit I’ll just roll your ass onto the floor and leave you there for the night.” Shaun said, attempting to get his brother to leave.
“Yeah I know.” Gabe laughed. “You’ve done it before, shit head. It’s cold waking up on your floor.”
“Then learn to stumble to your own room.”
“Never.” Gabe teased, stretching a leg out to lightly kick Shaun with one of his feet. “You sure you okay?”
“Yeah man, I’m fine.”
“It’s just, you seem upset or something.”
“Or something.” Shaun muttered to himself, noting the shift of weight on the bed as Gabe moved from where he had been flopped.
“Does it have something to do with Zach?” Gabe asked as he scooted to sit on the end of the bed next to Shaun.
“What?” Shaun looked at his brother with a little surprised look in his eyes.
Gabe just chuckled drunkenly. “You know, I thought you two disappearing from the party at the same time was a little suspicious. I thought him wearing your shirt this morning at work was suspicious.” He laughed. “But that look in your eyes right now, shit, well that just confirms all the suspicions.”
Shaun just groaned, moving to hide his tired face in his hands once again. Gabe patted his back before flopping back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling.
“What the hell have you two been doing up here all on your own?” He paused. “Wait, no, don’t answer that. I don’t wanna know.” He chuckled, teasing.
“Christ Gabe, shut up.” Shaun snapped.
“Wait.” Gabe said quickly, sitting up once again. The quick movement causing the room to spin slightly. “Ugh, head rush.” He muttered, holding his forehead with one hand. “Did you two just break up? Is that what this mood is about?” He asked. When there was no answer, he nudged his brother’s shoulder. “Shaun?”
Shaun looked at Gabe, not saying anything.
“Oh shit, man. It wasn’t because of me was it?” Gabe knew that may have sounded a little narcissistic, but he also knew that coming out was a difficult thing. He remembered when Shaun finally came out, it was a emotional time, for everyone. And it never helped when there were clueless people around pushing you into things, much like the way he usually pushed Zach into things.
“No, no.” Shaun shook his head. “It was just...” He shrugged. “Everything.”
“Oh, man. I’m sorry bro, really.”
Shaun just nodded, looking off to the side for a moment. Gabe could tell he was hurt, again. It was odd for him, so often when men broke Shaun’s heart, Gabe was always the first one willing to hate them. But this time he couldn’t, because it was Zach. It was Zach who did the breaking, and was most likely just as broken. He decided that first thing in the morning, once his head stopped throbbing, he’d go check on Zach. Let him know that they were still cool, and that he’d always be there, no matter what.
With a sigh he laid back, his eyes closing slowly. “This is so fucked up.” He muttered.
Shaun chuckled dryly, laying back as well. “Tell me about it.”
The two men were both quiet for a moment, Gabe quickly losing the fight against the alcohol that was demanding he pass out for a sold eight hours at the very least.
“He was wearing my shirt at work?” Shaun said suddenly, sounding a little amused. He hadn’t even noticed what clothes Zach had snuck out in that morning.
“Yeah, that brown-y colored one, with the graffiti on it.” Gabe waved his hand vaguely over the top of if chest to indicate where the pattern was located.
Shaun chuckled. “How’d you know it was mine?”
“I bought it for you for your birthday last year.”
Both brothers laughed tiredly, the long day finally catching up to them.
“Shaun?”
“Hmm?”
“Am I going to wake up on the floor?”
Shaun thought for a second. “Maybe.”
That seemed to be good enough for Gabe as he rolled over, obviously planning on not moving from the spot he was in.
“Shaun?” He said again.
“Yeah?”
“Do you love him?”
There was more silence before Shaun finally spoke up again. “Maybe.”
Love it? Hate it? Wanna take it home and cook it dinner? Let me know! Comments are love!
Part: 1/1
Word Count: 1,037 (although WP tends to be off by a couple numbers usually)
Characters: Shaun, Gabe.
Pairings: Shaun/Zach
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluffly brotherly bonding with a bit of angst.
Warning: Spoilers for the movie, obviously.
Disclaimer: The movie, characters and actors are not mine. Which is rather disappointing.
Un-beta'ed, sorry. Any and all mistakes are my own (i'm known as the typo queen around friends), and i apologize for them.
Author's Note: This is just a filler fic. I watched the movie again last night, since it's my favorite thing to do when i've nothing better to do. And i felt the brothers needed a scene between them the night of the party when Zach breaks up with Shaun, before Gabe goes to the diner and talks to Zach the next day. It's short, sweet and has understanding!Gabe in it ^^
Summary: The night before Gabe talks to Zach at the diner about his sexuality and dating his brother, he talks to Shaun about it.
It was far too late, or possibly too early depending on how you looked at it, for anyone to still be up. Which was why Shaun jumped when his younger brother stumbled into his bedroom, the door banging against the wall as he pushed it open.
“What the hell!?” Shaun snapped in an annoyed tone, glaring at his brother from where he sat on the end of his bed.
“Drunk.” Gabe mumbled as he staggered over and fell onto the bed.
“Yeah no shit.” Shaun said with a scoff. “Hey, don’t puke on my bed or I’ll kick your ass.” He warned.
“I’m not that drunk.” Gabe’s reply was muffled up the pillow his head was currently buried in.
Shaun just scoffed again, not really believing his brother. “Party finally break up?” Not that he really cared.
“Yeah.” Gabe paused, rolling over onto his side so that he could look at Shaun, or at least his back, since the older man was facing away from him. “Hey, did you see where Zach went?”
“No.” Shaun said tightly, and far too quickly.
“Something wrong?”
“No.”
“Okay.” Gabe nodded, or attempted too through his drunken haze. He continued to stare at his brother’s back, noticing how his shoulders hunched forward in a defeated way. “You crying?”
“What!? No!” Shaun finally turned to look at the lounging young man from over his shoulder. “I’m pissed off.”
“You look like you’ve been crying.” Gabe pointed out.
“Yeah, well no one asked you okay.”
“Okay man, chill.”
“Whatever.” Shaun muttered, turning away from Gabe once again.
The two lapsed into silence, Gabe still staring at his brother with searching eyes. Shaun knew he was being watched, and it was beginning to annoy him. With a sigh he leaned his elbows on his knees, resting his face in his hands. He was tired and emotional, and it wasn’t helping that he had his drunken sibling bogartin’ his bed.
“You should go to bed before you pass out, because you know sure as shit I’ll just roll your ass onto the floor and leave you there for the night.” Shaun said, attempting to get his brother to leave.
“Yeah I know.” Gabe laughed. “You’ve done it before, shit head. It’s cold waking up on your floor.”
“Then learn to stumble to your own room.”
“Never.” Gabe teased, stretching a leg out to lightly kick Shaun with one of his feet. “You sure you okay?”
“Yeah man, I’m fine.”
“It’s just, you seem upset or something.”
“Or something.” Shaun muttered to himself, noting the shift of weight on the bed as Gabe moved from where he had been flopped.
“Does it have something to do with Zach?” Gabe asked as he scooted to sit on the end of the bed next to Shaun.
“What?” Shaun looked at his brother with a little surprised look in his eyes.
Gabe just chuckled drunkenly. “You know, I thought you two disappearing from the party at the same time was a little suspicious. I thought him wearing your shirt this morning at work was suspicious.” He laughed. “But that look in your eyes right now, shit, well that just confirms all the suspicions.”
Shaun just groaned, moving to hide his tired face in his hands once again. Gabe patted his back before flopping back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling.
“What the hell have you two been doing up here all on your own?” He paused. “Wait, no, don’t answer that. I don’t wanna know.” He chuckled, teasing.
“Christ Gabe, shut up.” Shaun snapped.
“Wait.” Gabe said quickly, sitting up once again. The quick movement causing the room to spin slightly. “Ugh, head rush.” He muttered, holding his forehead with one hand. “Did you two just break up? Is that what this mood is about?” He asked. When there was no answer, he nudged his brother’s shoulder. “Shaun?”
Shaun looked at Gabe, not saying anything.
“Oh shit, man. It wasn’t because of me was it?” Gabe knew that may have sounded a little narcissistic, but he also knew that coming out was a difficult thing. He remembered when Shaun finally came out, it was a emotional time, for everyone. And it never helped when there were clueless people around pushing you into things, much like the way he usually pushed Zach into things.
“No, no.” Shaun shook his head. “It was just...” He shrugged. “Everything.”
“Oh, man. I’m sorry bro, really.”
Shaun just nodded, looking off to the side for a moment. Gabe could tell he was hurt, again. It was odd for him, so often when men broke Shaun’s heart, Gabe was always the first one willing to hate them. But this time he couldn’t, because it was Zach. It was Zach who did the breaking, and was most likely just as broken. He decided that first thing in the morning, once his head stopped throbbing, he’d go check on Zach. Let him know that they were still cool, and that he’d always be there, no matter what.
With a sigh he laid back, his eyes closing slowly. “This is so fucked up.” He muttered.
Shaun chuckled dryly, laying back as well. “Tell me about it.”
The two men were both quiet for a moment, Gabe quickly losing the fight against the alcohol that was demanding he pass out for a sold eight hours at the very least.
“He was wearing my shirt at work?” Shaun said suddenly, sounding a little amused. He hadn’t even noticed what clothes Zach had snuck out in that morning.
“Yeah, that brown-y colored one, with the graffiti on it.” Gabe waved his hand vaguely over the top of if chest to indicate where the pattern was located.
Shaun chuckled. “How’d you know it was mine?”
“I bought it for you for your birthday last year.”
Both brothers laughed tiredly, the long day finally catching up to them.
“Shaun?”
“Hmm?”
“Am I going to wake up on the floor?”
Shaun thought for a second. “Maybe.”
That seemed to be good enough for Gabe as he rolled over, obviously planning on not moving from the spot he was in.
“Shaun?” He said again.
“Yeah?”
“Do you love him?”
There was more silence before Shaun finally spoke up again. “Maybe.”
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