i've just seen a face - [kendall]

[gabriel marcus bombonati]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; height: 380px; background-color:#E3E3E3; border-left: 30px solid #883a2f; border-bottom:30px solid #883a2f; border-top:30px solid #883a2f; border-right: 30px solid #883a2f;] being heartbroken sucked there was no way getting around it. he had gone out on a limb with noah and he had opened himself up, and it all ended in disaster. everything was hard when it came to noah. forgiving him for the first time that he had cheated had been probably one of the hardest things that he had done. it wasn't that gabe wasn't a forgiving man, because hell, he was. he really didn't try to make things a big deal, he tried to just let sleeping dogs lie and all that shit. but that didn't change the pain that had filled him when he had seen noah kissing another man. a man that wasn't him. but he'd forgiven him. maybe because he was a moron, maybe because he had fallen in love with the son of a bitch. either way, he had fallen for him. and then he had gotten hurt. and just when he thought that the hurt was over, just when he thought that they were going to be okay. that he could let himself love this other man without walking away licking his wounds, it happened again. and again. there's only so much forgiveness that one man can have and when he finally cut things off with the theatre teacher, it felt like his life came crashing down around him and there was nothing he could do to try to pick up the pieces. he had become so much more than a boyfriend to him. noah had become like some sort of sanctuary where he would be safe to be who he was. all the things that he was. including gay. which, he knew that he was, but lord knew that he couldn't just accept that and move on with life. it had been hard enough being open about it when he had come out to his sisters. but he'd had noah by his side, he'd had his boyfriend, and that was supposed to make it easier. he had met noah's friends, gotten close to them. he was truly happy for the first time in his life. and then he wasn't. then he was feeling the most intense pain that he thought a human being could ever feel. he'd been worried that with losing noah it meant that he was going to lose all the friends that he had made as well. the people who accepted him for being gay. people who had opened their arms to him and made him feel like there wasn't a damn thing that could hurt him. and he was so scared that he had lost them too when he had thrown noah out of his life along with his heart. because fuck, noah did hold his heart in his hand and he didn't give a fuck. he didn't care what his being a whore would do to him. and it had done nothing good. his drinking had increased. he was pissy whenever he was awake. his sisters had really noticed how bad it had gotten, and there wasn't a damn thing that he could do to change it. he didn't even know how to change it, he'd never felt like this before. the call from kendall had not been one that he had expected. after all, he was sure that he wasn't allowed to be friends with them anymore. he'd never been through a breakup like this. all his relationships before noah when they broke up they just went separate ways. said their goodbyes and told each other good luck and moved on. and those usually ended because he never was interested in sex with his girlfriends. but kendall had called, and in a very kendall fashion, she had told him to get his ass over to her place because he was neglecting her. for the first time in weeks a smile had taken over his features and stayed there. being the good little bitch that he was he'd gotten dressed and then headed over to the wilson house hold. noah's car wasn't there, so at least there was that. but knowing the wilson house there were probably more than a few of the usual suspects hanging around. he waited at the door and knocked a bit quietly. guess that being away had taken away his usual way of just walking into the house. notes, ;-; gabe word count, 726 thanks brooklyn from caution

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[kendall ilse wilson]

kendall wilson was a forgiving person. people didn't expect it from her because she was such a crazy psycho bitch and could hold a grudge like nobody's business but kendall was honestly a very forgiving person. she had to be. so many people had forgiven her for the bad things she'd done in her life - from cheating to drugs and sex and partying to nude photographs and stealing boyfriends and girlfriends - that it would be wrong of her to ever condemn her friends for the shit that they did. so when it came to the case of noah cervantes and gabriel bombonati, she would admit to maybe not being fair to the real victim of the whole thing in order to show noah that she was still the same forgiving bitch she'd always been when it came to the stupid shit that he pulled. and she had been there for him, listening to him bitch and moan and whine about how much he loved gabe and blah blah blah, don't care.

honestly? she was pissed. and she let noah know that she was pissed and threatened him with a knife if he would even try to justify what he did. because he had hurt one of the most honest and most sweet men that she had ever met in her life. he had taken this poor, delicate sweetheart and pulled him out of the closet before he was ready and had convinced the man that he loved him and gotten gabe to fall in love with him. and then he cheated on him not once but twice and though she had to give him kudos for confessing, which he never did with any of his other "boyfriends" if she could call them that, it was still fucking shitty of him to take gabe, make him how he wanted him, and then drop him on his ass. though noah did tell her that he tried. he told her he was working on shit. and he told her that if gabe had asked him to stay he would have. but he didn't.

so she had been there for a bit of support because even if gabe was hurt, noah had been dumped and was surprisingly very upset about it as well. and she'd known noah longer. so she tried to repair him the best that she could, kept him away from clubs so he wouldn't revert back into his old self and start harassing all the people around them who had recently come out. she listened to him bitch and whine and moan about how awful he was and she had agreed and nodded and told him that he needed to get his shit together. and then once he finally stopped watching breakfast at tiffany's and eating all the goddamn chocolate in his house and managed to get out of bed and back to work, she had left him in barbra's able hands and called gabe.

she hadn't expected him to show up at the wilson household on his own. to be honest she would have been surprised at the balls he would have had to possess to do that considering how he was and who normally lounged around the place. however, she didn't see why their friendship had to end just because his relationship with noah did. she loved gabe. he was fantastic in a way that no one around her ever was and she loved him unconditionally with all of that big heart of hers. him staying away just wasn't an option - she was not going to allow it. so she'd called him to tell him he'd been neglecting her like a fucking asshole and needed to get back to her before she started crying wilson tears (which are like the nuclear bombs of tears) and then just like that he was on his way. which was good. he needed someone to talk to.

it wasn't a very active day at the wilson household. jagger and cain were at work so that left it relatively quiet as it ate up zane and mick's time as well and jason was in his bedroom, working diligently away on some sort of paper for class while alec wasn't there to distract him. brad was actually coding for once which took him out and who knew where delilah was? to be honest? it was a boring day, perfect for having a friend over to talk. she heard the knock on the door and exited the kitchen where she'd been preparing some food for when the boys got home and started eating everything in the god damn house just as jason opened the door to his bedroom. "it's gabe," she told him in response to his curious look. "like alec fucking knocks anymore." he just chuckled and shook his head, retreating back into his cave while kendall approached the door, opening it widely as she said, "knocking is so rude, gabriel, it's like you want to break my heart," and stood back to let him in.

[gabriel marcus bombonati]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; height: 380px; background-color:#E3E3E3; border-left: 30px solid #883a2f; border-bottom:30px solid #883a2f; border-top:30px solid #883a2f; border-right: 30px solid #883a2f;] it was hard to get back into the swing of things. to even get himself out of bed, but it wasn't like he'd had the luxury of taking time off of work. the one few great things about his job was that most of his day he didn't have to deal with people. he was able to sit at his desk and crunch numbers. so really, he didn't have a lot of excuses to not go into work besides the fact that he just didn't want to get up. all he wanted to do was sleep, but that wasn't a choice. so he had been going in to work, and that was about it. even celia had noticed a change in her brother and hadn't been very quiet about it either. trying to get him to talk to her about it. he'd refused though. even though she was now technically an adult that didn't keep him from seeing her as his kid sister that needed to just focus on whatever it was she focused on. kendall, though, she was a friend. she was close to his age. she was able to handle whatever emotional turmoil he might end up spewing on her. and truth be told, he was happy to hear from her. part of him had been afraid that he would lose the friendships that he had gained when he had met noah. that they would all go back to being just noah's friend because they had known him longer, and he was closer to all of them. sure, he would understand with barbra given that noah and babs had a friendship that he couldn't quite put his finger on if he tried. but kendall, well, it was needless to say that when he saw her name pop up on his caller id that he was happy about it. he missed her more than words could tell. kendall was just one of those people that infected you. when that beautiful blonde opened the door a smile took over his lips. nothing huge, not the wide smile that usually took over his face, but it was something. and he was happy to see her. "sorry i guess that i've fallen back into some of my old habits," he confessed before moving into the house and looking around as if noah would be there. part of him was waiting for that ex of his to come up to him and hug him and kiss him like he had done thousands of times before when they were together and gabe stopped by he wilson household. there was no noah, though, which brought on a wave of relief and sadness. a light sigh left the man as he moved the hat further back on his head and bit his lip. this was harder than he'd thought it was going to be. none the less he turned to his friends and wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. just because there was no boyfriend in the picture any longer didn't mean that he was going to stop being affectionate. hell, he hadn't been that broken. it was amazing how people dealt with heartbreak, gabe included. after pecking her cheek he released the girl and locked eyes with hers. "i missed you," he spoke in soft tones taking a step away and then making his way towards the living room plopping down on the couch. "it's weird seeing this house empty. usually there's like at least ten people here," he commented off handedly his eyes scanning around the house that he had grown to know so well by this point. for as messed up as most of the people who walked into the house were, it had never stopped the place from being one of those homes where you really felt like you were home. gabe supposed that he was just one of the fucked up ones now instead of the exception that he had been for so damn long. the man pursed his lips before working his jaw. "how've you been?" he finally asked turning his attention back to his friend. notes, ;-; gabe word count, 689 thanks brooklyn from caution

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[kendall ilse wilson]

kendall would admit to having a flair for the lost and the broken. she would admit that more often than not the house that she had worked so hard to obtain for herself and her brothers was filled with random people, be it the regulars that practically lived there or people they were dating or even just friends of friends who she'd never seen before but who she'd eventually warm up to. it wasn't strange to have her walk into one room and see someone that she'd never met before in her life. hell, she didn't even think it would phase someone if a complete stranger was sitting on their couch watching tv that had no affiliation with any of them. honestly, if that happened, they'd all probably sit down and attempt to shrink them (jagger included since he cared just as much as the other two even if he wouldn't admit it) and just make sure they were well-fed before asking if they needed a place to crash. they were a family to whom the lost and the broken flocked. and she didn't mind it one bit.

she liked to take care of people - her friends, her family, strangers. it made her feel like she was giving back after all the bad she had given to the community and honestly her open door policy was never going to bite her in the ass. she knew how to defend herself, how to defend her siblings and her friends and her property and so long as it was in self-defense, she had no legal problems with taking a knife to someone's chest and calling the police to retrieve the body before carrying on as if nothing happened. maybe she was a little off herself. but she was a mother hen to all of the baby chicks that gathered in her nest and she would defend every last one of them until the day that she died, no matter how they felt about her or how their friendship got strained over the years. once taken care of by kendall wilson, always taken care of by kendall wilson.

which was probably why gabe still meant so much to her, why she leaned into his hug, pressed into the kiss on her cheek and smiled up at him as if she was the happiest person in the world now that he was near her again. her friends meant the world to her. each and every one of them no matter if they were old or new or rocky in their relationship with her. she knew that she couldn't keep them away from everything bad in the world. she knew that she couldn't protect them from other people shitting all over them but the one thing she could always offer was her home and her affection and her love. and she didn't care if keeping gabe around meant that him and noah might cross paths. in fact, all the better - it'd be easier to ease them into a more casual relationship that wasn't filled with hatred but more just tolerance. like the way everyone else just dealt with noah. and eventually gabe would stop hurting. she'd make sure of it.

when he took a seat on her couch, she walked over to join him, tucking the skirt of her dress beneath her legs as she pulled them up onto the couch to tuck beneath her as she leaned back against the cushions of the couch. it was nice that he could just walk back in and settle himself. she wanted that for everyone who ever even casually made her acquaintance. hell, she had a way of turning strangers into permanent members of her family. alec had been brought home with the intention of being shown only the bedroom and had decided to make a permanent nest in jason's. things like that just happened in their house. it was everyone's home and she was pleased to see that this was true even with gabe who had been hurt so badly.

"most people are working right now," she said with a small smile at his comment at how empty the house looked. "i mean jason's here, but he's working on an essay since for once alec isn't here with him. so he's locked up in his bat cave." she gestured with her hand toward jason's bedroom door, the only one other than the guest room to be located on the bottom floor of the house. "i've been decent these past few days, though. busy. but decent. and i've done a lot of thinking about you, gabriel bombonati." and that was the truth - it was how she had come to the conclusion that one, she needed to see the boy again and two, she had to get him back out on the playing field. which might be another reason she had pulled him back into the nest. "but how've you been? holding up, i hope?"

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