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return_to_nolaFathrer's Day -- any family-centric day -- was historically a bad day for Gabe. He avoided them, and the feelings associated with them, as much as he possibly could. And he maybe he shouldn't openly invite strangers to come pass out in Eli's home when he was working or whatever, but Gabe didn't have good coping skills and they weren't going to materalize overnight.
And Fab knew most of Gabe's baggage: it had come out in bed when they were dating, when sex turned into talking and talking turned into sex; it had come out when they were friends, sprawled in each other's laps and trading swigs of wine from the bottle along with emotional scars; it had come out in joking deflections of Fab's offers of worry and care. He didn't have to explain this bad day to Fab.
And life was changing, even if Gabe was resistant to this kind of positive change -- he hadn't seen as much of Fab lately as he would have liked, and he didn't even know the ins and outs of his "friends" and "lovers"! This hang was well overdue.
Gabe was buzzed when Fab arrived, but not dangerously so, not yet. He wrapped his arms around Fab in a bear hug as soon as he appeared, and was in no hurry to let go. "Oh my god you're finally here."
Maybe also Gabe was nervous about having Fab in this new place, in Gabe's new home. Fab would see what Gabe saw, all the time: that Gabe didn't belong here. And if they were hugging, then Fab couldn't point it out.
And Fab knew most of Gabe's baggage: it had come out in bed when they were dating, when sex turned into talking and talking turned into sex; it had come out when they were friends, sprawled in each other's laps and trading swigs of wine from the bottle along with emotional scars; it had come out in joking deflections of Fab's offers of worry and care. He didn't have to explain this bad day to Fab.
And life was changing, even if Gabe was resistant to this kind of positive change -- he hadn't seen as much of Fab lately as he would have liked, and he didn't even know the ins and outs of his "friends" and "lovers"! This hang was well overdue.
Gabe was buzzed when Fab arrived, but not dangerously so, not yet. He wrapped his arms around Fab in a bear hug as soon as he appeared, and was in no hurry to let go. "Oh my god you're finally here."
Maybe also Gabe was nervous about having Fab in this new place, in Gabe's new home. Fab would see what Gabe saw, all the time: that Gabe didn't belong here. And if they were hugging, then Fab couldn't point it out.
