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It was probably a long time coming, with all the insinuations, jokes around the office and the urging of the fans. The obsession with same-sex relationships by females and even some males was inconceivable to a certain Gavin Free, so he normally paid no mind to it. That was a bit hard nowadays considering that Ray was a shipper and Michael seemed to be perfectly fine with it all. Though, that could be because the well-known rager was made aware of the little fandom long before Gavin was. That isn’t the case now. It seemed to Gavin that “Mavin” was now a character in every Let’s Play and a day doesn’t go by without at least one person saying “FuckYeahMichaelGavin”.
So, yeah. It was probably a long time coming.
That’s not to say that (almost) everyone wasn’t surprised when it finally did happen.
It started when Gavin decided to Google himself. And like many people who gain some sort of fame, he saw things that made him laugh, blush, or cough awkwardly to hide his embarrassment. He never expected to stumble upon a fanfic on Tumblr that not only described his interactions with Michael accurately, but added additional events that made his lower regions respond in a way Gavin didn’t quite approve of, not that his other head needed his approval in the first place. He was shocked to say the least though. Shocked that someone would seriously sit down and type such mature themes with sophisticated language about people whom they never met in real life. Shocked that up until the kissing, Gavin saw the conversation about betting Michael to drink everything in the mini fridge mixed into one cup for a hundred bucks actually happening. Shocked that he responded to the written invasion and what could be called mind-rape with a spark of anticipation and hitching of breath. Upon realizing himself, Gavin promptly shut his laptop and pushed away from his desk.
Why would anyone type such things? It’s insane. I can’t read anymore.
Gavin’s thoughts contradicted his hands which opened the laptop back up and clicked the bottom link for the next chapter. He wanted to look away but he found himself unable to. What if… No. He wouldn’t dare go down that road. No matter the temptation, it’s wrong. And Michael has Lindsay. Gavin feels like a crappy friend for even contemplating thinking about thinking about “Mavin”.
So he tries to forget what he read and continues on with his life.
***
The next mention of Mavin doesn’t come for about two blissful weeks. Gavin was still the subject of ridicule in the workplace and off the site, Michael still had a never ending supply of rage, Ray was masturbating as Tuxedo Mask in Minecraft, and Geoff was struggling to seem sober after downing more beers than usual, which was really saying something when you stop to think about it.
“Mi-cool, do you ever stop to think that if you weren’t always so rage-y, you’d be mad?” Michael swivels in his chair with a narrowed eye’d expression and faint annoyance.
“What the fuck are you talking about Gavin?”
“Well, I mean, it’s normal that you’re always yelling bloody murder but normal people aren’t like that, so what if you were normal and then you’d go crazy because you aren’t happy unless you’re raging.” Gavin looks at his friend with wide eyes and lips parted slightly.
“Do you ever really hear the words you speak, Gavin?... Actually, don’t answer that because either way, you’re a dumb fuck.” Gavin pouts and sinks into his chair. He turns to his monitor and mutters something about certain people being unnecessarily mean. Michael grins, content at this near daily routine and throws a paper ball at the Brit, hitting him on his, quite frankly, hard to miss nose. Gavin yelps in that annoying high pitched sound and the other bursts out laughing. At this moment, Ray takes off his headphones, looks between the two guys and loudly says “Looks like it’s a Mavin day again. Should I leave you two alone? I don’t feel like being scarred today.” Gavin feels his cheeks beginning to burn and quickly turns away from the other guys, while Michael just snickers, not noticing Gavin’s reaction.
“Dude, you wish you had in on this relationship. You’re just mad that the fans keep pairing you with Dan.”
“DAN IS THE MAN. I’M HAPPY TO BE FICTIONALLY WITH HIM.”
“Yeah, keep telling yourself that, buddy.” Gavin quietly gets up while Michael and Ray bicker and walks out the room. He takes a deep breath as he steps into the hall, planning to go get a drink and some fresh air as the guys get louder with increasingly vulgar insults. As he begins to walk, Geoff magically, at least that’s how Gavin sees it, appears next to him. The older male keeps up with the Brit silently for a few minutes before abruptly breaking the silence.
“So… Gavin…. How often do you think about boning Michael, honestly?” Gavin trips over his own feet and looks at Geoff as he regains his footing. He mouths a couple of unclear words before stuttering out a whisper of something that sounds like “What????”
Geoff simply grins and has a strangely mischievous look, similar to the one he gets when he makes a bet he knows he’s going to win. Gavin understandably gets a chill down his spine as he registers that small observation and begins to compose himself, or at least appear that way.
“I don’t quite understand what you mean Geoffrey.”
“Cut the shit Gavin,” Geoff says with a roll of his eyes, “ I saw you reading fanfiction about ‘Mavin’.” His grin widens at Gavin’s increasingly panicked expression. “Relax, it’s not like I’m about to run around yelling about your little flourishing fetish. If you really didn’t want anyone to know, you should’ve closed the door while you’re leering at your fantasy fictional Michael. Besides, even if I hadn’t stumbled on that, I noticed the way you’ve been eyeing the guy for the past few weeks. It’s a little on the creepy side, to be honest, but hey, who am I to judge?”
Gavin is struck speechless and Geoff takes this as the go ahead to explain his grand master plan, for what is he but a grand master plan master?
***
He had to admit that the plan made sense and it really didn’t require him to put too much effort into it, which was a huge plus in Gavin’s opinion. But what if Geoff’s plan actually works? What then? What do I do? Do I… I dunno… would that make me a homewrecker because of Lindsay?
Gavin may have eventually succeeded in talking himself out of the plan if it weren’t for Griffon being in on it as well and using her totally unfair female based persuasion techniques.
“You guys are best friends and you have inside jokes and tease each other like an old married couple. I like Lindsay, but Mavin is hotter. You need to go for it.”
That pretty much settled it for the foreigner.