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Martha looked between the two men, then turned to the stove.
"Might as well get started on dinner," she said, no longer looking at them. Gabe looked away too, blushing a bit.
Martha looked between the two men, then turned to the stove.
"Might as well get started on dinner," she said, no longer looking at them. Gabe looked away too, blushing a bit.
Alex let out a quiet breath, unsure what to do.
Martha hummed as she cooked, and Matthew slowly woke up. He looked at Alex and Gabe, nodding to himself.
"Boyfriend," he said confidently.
(gtg soon, but I'll be back in approximately an hour and a half)
Alex blushed, not looking at Matthew or Gabe.
(okay then!)
Gabe blushed too.
"Matthew," Martha chided. "Men do not have boyfriends. It's not natural." Gabe's face darkened a little at that, and he took Alex's hand in his own again gently.
(back!)
Alex tucked his shoulders in close to his body at Martha's words, his gaze aimed down at his feet.
Gabe leaned lightly towards Alex, trying to comfort him. He believed it was unnatural too, but he knew it wasn't a choice.
Alex glanced up at him for a moment, then down at his feet again.
Gabe sighed, quiet a moment.
"Martha," he said, "I forgot I had something to do. Is it alright if we just leave now? I'm sorry about the short warning."
"It's fine," Martha said, not looking up. "Come back any time."
Alex blinked, glancing up at him for a moment and letting out a faint breath.
Gabe nodded and stood, setting Matthew down on the couch. He offered his hand to Alex.
"Let's go then," he said softly.
Alex carefully took Gabe's hand, standing up and looking around the room uncertainly.
Gabe patted Matthew's head in farewell, then lead Alex out of the apartment.
"I'm sorry about that," he said once they were alone.
Alex looked up at him. "About what?" He asked quietly, raising his eyebrows.
"About what she said." Gabe sighed softly. "People shouldn't look down on anyone what for who they love."
Alex bit his lip, looking away. "It's not like her opinion is abnormal."
"That doesn't mean it's right." Gabe held onto Alex's hand gently. Normally by now, he would have let do. "Let's go home, Alex."
Alex shrugged slightly, but followed along with Gabe quietly. He wondered why Gabe hadn't let go yet, but was too shy to ask.
Gabe actually held onto Alex's hand all the way home, sticking close to him. He looked at Alex every so often, giving him little gentle looks. When they got back to the apartment, he turned fully to Alex.
"Is he here?" He asked gently, referring to the ghost.
Alex looked around, biting his lip a little bit. "I, uhm, I don't know." He replied slowly. "I-I think so."
"Alright then. Do you want me to spread some salt to get him to leave?" Gabe carefully looked at Alex, wanting to help.
Alex took a deep breath and nodded a little bit. "Yes please." he replied softly, looking over at Gabe.
Gabe nodded, hesitantly letting go of Alex's hand to head into the apartment. He grabbed some salt, spreading a thin coating across the floor.
Alex stayed where he was, watching Gabe quietly. He closed his eyes for a moment, letting out a faint breath.
Eventually, Gabe made his way out of the apartment.
"It's done," he said softly. "Has it helped?"
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