roosterteeth | 700 words | michael/gavin
for 30 day otp challenge. day 02: cuddling somewhere
Apparently the dead bird is affecting him worse than anyone thought it would.
Gavin can distantly hear someone say breathe, breathe softly, reassuringly, but he can’t bring himself to find out who it is; it’s probably Michael, but it could be the bloody president of the United States for all he cares right now. Expecting Gavin to breathe properly is a ridiculous expectation at this moment, anyways—Gavin feels his lungs are filled with broken glasses, and how do people breathe, again?