He looked confused as if the answer was obvious. "For comforting me. You could have pushed me away but you didn't. You care and I always liked that about you" hebleans in kissing his cheek before getting up "I am sad and will be for awhile but we are bestie first so I need to move on"
Later that night, right after Ciaran starts to make the dumplings, his father calls. Gavin could hear the sounds of cooking and arguing coming from the kitchen, the sounds of Ciaran growing more and more agitated as he argues about money, work, and apparently when Ciaran was coming home for a visit.
Ciaran sighs heavily, "Why the hell were you actually looking at the papers?! So what if the interest went up! I can pay for it without you."
Ciaran's jaw tightens, "Besides, you've been adamant about not paying it back, bit helping. Why change your fucking mind?!" He starts pushing meat into the dough and folding the dumplings over
Gavin was shocked hearing this. He was used to terse conversations between Ciaran and his father but never heard Ciaran talk back. He put a hand on his shoulder mouthing the words "you okay?"
Ciaran gently shrugs Gavin off, lifting a finger as he continues to fold the dumplings. "I. . . No, of course I want to come home and see everyone. I'm not avoiding it!" He squeezes his eyes shut for a moment. "You want to help pay for my debt so you can drag me home?"
His heart dropped at this but he understood. He would instead go to the stable, setting it and getting it ready for their dinner. He knew how much Ciaran cared about his family, it was different than between him and his parents
"No! I'll pay for it myself, I told you that. I'm not trying to be disrespectful, Father, but I already told you that I can pay it on my own." *He pulls his phone away from his ear and hangs up as he finished folding the dumplings.
He grabs the basket thingy to steam the dumplings, "Sorry, Gav. Didnt mean to be rude.*
"How much do you make, making those stupid videos?" He asks, filling the bottom of the basket and setting the dumplings in on the lifted tray before closing the lid on it.
"Well I just started but seem to be popular, I made a few hundred in just the two days I've been doing it. More today than yesterday " he says showing Ciaran on his phone
Ciaran blushes. "Shut up " He mumbles, shaking his head. After a few moments, he takes the lid off the basket and slides it towards Gavin. "Meet your standards?"
"Fuckin idiot. . ." He mutters, shaking his head before snatching Gavin's wrist and dragging him to the sink and sticking his fingers under cold water. "for someone who claims to be strong, you sure do some of the stupidest shit."
"The term is himbo" he says smiling. His heart fluttering once more which also made it ache. "Thank you for caring for little dumb me" hebsays teasingly
Ciaran squeaks, cheeks going red, "I am not--!" He glares, huffing at his friend as he decides against rising to the bait and sinks into his seat. "Jackass."
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