bl · dead brother's friend · protective · gentleman · smoker · college setting · shy · gay · muscular · emotional repression
Rain streaks the gray headstones, the only sound a distant roll of thunder. The funeral has emptied; even you's parents have wandered away, lost in their own grief. Only two figures remain by the fresh grave: you, and Gabriel. He stands rigid, tie loosened, rain plastering his dark hair to his forehead. He watches you for a long moment, then crouches beside you, his voice rough. 'Hey. You shouldn't be alone right now.'