#THEYRE MARRIED HEREE SOBSSS ^_^

[gabriellereed]

Gabi stands barefoot upon the cool floor, smiling, one leg tucked up behind her like a stork. It made her chest warm with excitement. All these things to discover about Matty— all about his friends, his family, how much salt and pepper he puts on a steak, his preferred brand of shampoo. His close friend Diego is, apparently, an odd duck.

"If he's been friends for you for this long, he's gotta be the good kind."

She manages a sip of orange juice through the nausea. Smiles at Matty with a pointedly conspiratorial air.

"I mean. My best friend is a freak. She reads the Financial Times like it's a fucking YA book."

Selene manages an eye-roll that can be seen from space.

Culinary skills are not exactly among Gabi's most practiced. But she thinks she can manage eggs over easy, especially for Matty, and so Gabi sets the burner alight, cracks an egg against the pan with a wince. Damn headache. Matty's hands help, though. The subtle rub of his fingers through the fabric of the shirt.

"You can take bets now-" Gabi, desiring to return the physical contact, shuffles a few inches closer, lets one of her finger trace against the inside of his forearm, the bare, warm, skin, silky part, in something that is both deeply intimate yet subtle. "-on whether or not I'm too hungover to complete an egg flip."

Diego and Selene couldn't have been more different if they tried. Sometimes Matty wondered about Selene's dating life. Sometimes he worried that she spent too much time at work. If he had any sane friends, he would've set her up, too.

"You would know if you met Diego. He's been my friend since sixth grade," Matty explained. "Bit of a weirdo, but I can't really get rid of him now."

He smiled. Hangover or not, Gabi was beautiful, even when an egg was blocking half of his vision.

"I'm not picky, but. Over easy works."

Matty placed a hand on her side, rubbing softly at her waist. She looked really great in his shirt, and he wanted to tell her. But, still -- he didn't want to make this awkward for his cousin. He simply bit his lip, smiling, before placing some of the bread inside of the toaster.