"Mi-cooooooooool!" A laughing Gavin cried out as he was tossed off of a pair of shoulders carelessly. It was another AHWU to mess around during, and the Brit had climbed onto his crush's shoulders whilst he spewed information about the next game releases to the camera, to the viewers. The scarcley freckled male shrugged the other to the floor as Geoff swiftly took the microphone to tell about the achievement of the week. Michael cackled evily as he watched Gavin try to recover from the fall.
"You fuckin' idiot," Michael spoke among the numerous chuckles sounding from the others of Achievement Hunter that were there to be background extras. The other member of the sub-group Team Lads, Ray, agreed with the same words being uttered in his own voice before the Puerto Rican moved to go to his desk to fiddle with his computer screens a bit. Gavin laughed at his own complacent efforts before he was finally able to stand up; his balance thrown until a moment had passed. The Brit quickly, after considering what to do next, went to his desk and retrieved his mini nerf-dart gun before cocking it and aiming it at an unexpecting Michael, who was looking over Geoff's shoulder with a funny stare directed at the camera. Gavin aimed at his target, and successfully shot the loaded dart at the red-head's left ear, which earned a low growl as the shooter laughed with cockiness.
Glack, glack, glack.
"Gavin! No!" Michael scolded after turning towards the goofy male and throwing the dart back harshly whilst he glared at him.
"Sorry, Mi-cool..." Gav murmured with a false innocence before grinning cheekily at the other. That massive smile. The red-head blinked at the other before shaking his head, a shrug being mixed in with the indifferent actions. "...Mi-cooooool!" Gavin squealed with optimism when he noticed that Geoff handed Michael the AH microphone and the red-head was moving to talk on camera again. The Brit strolled away from his desk speedily and to the male on camera before he threw his arms around his neck from behind. This earned a slight pause from Michael before he proceeded to speak again to the tri-pod.
"Anywaaaaaaays," He attempted to begin once more, but paused again when he felt Gavin giggle against his neck. "Do you mind, Gavin?" Michael murmured moodily before glaring at the tanner-skinned arms around his neck.
"Not at all, Mi-cool." The dirty-blonde responded unfazed before grinning against the other's neck some more.
"You asshole,"
"Okay, so, you're getting us no where," Geoff suddenly popped out from no where, after a moment or so, and took the microphone from Michael to sound more clear to the future viewers. "Alright, soooooo," As Geoff actually told the tri-pod what Michael was supposed to say, the slacker red-head moved to the door leading out of the Achievement Hunter office and opened it; his legs carrying him out of the room as Gavin's arms remained around his neck, causing him to be dragged behind Michael. Noticing that Gavin was still hanging off of him as he walked, Michael narrowed his eyes before just- standing outside the AH office; the door cracked behind him.
"Gavin." He called out with aggravation, getting a glack-glack in response before true words were uttered.
"Mi-cool." Gavin said, trying to mimic the other's serious and annoyed tone as his lips were lifted into a positive parabola when he heard an exasperated sigh sound from the other.
"Can you get off of me." It was more of a demand than a question when it hit the ear.
"...'Dunno." The dirty-blonde answered, purposely to annoy the other, with a content grin as he wrapped his arms tighter around Michael's neck and collarbone. Michael, upon hearing the fragment of an legitimate answer, grunted before attempting to pry the Brit's arms from around him.
"You fuckin'- get off...!" Michael ranted when his attempts were unsuccessful. The complaining tone of Michael's was quite humourous to Gavin; it made him giggle softly.
"Oi, Mi-coooooool," The foreign male cooed cockily before he brushed his partial golden beard against the back of Michael's neck, earning a brief groan from the red-head when his commands were ignored and bypassed.
"C'mon, get off, Gavin!"
"But, you make a top mule...!"
"What the fuck does that even mean, you asshole?"
"You are a nice carrier." Gavin clarified to a small extent in a quiet murmur before placing his chin on Michael's left shoulder with a dreamy gaze casted to the male he held onto.
"That's really not a damn compliment."
"I meant it to be one, sorry Mi-cool."
"...It's fine, just- can you get off of me?" Michael proposed with less intensity tone-wise. Gavin responded by nuzzling his head against the other's sweetly and eventually speaking softly.
"Nah." The Brit answered while nudging his head against his friend's, "You're too fun to let go when you drag me around."
"Ugh, Gavinnnnn!" Michael then whined with discontent. After a quick moment, the two went silent, and Gavvy soon breathed in Michael's spicy scent that bit at his nostrils to attempt to apprehend the other's attention. The sniffing was succesful in his plan to get Michael to turn his head a little bit, and it gave the Brit courage.
Gavin smiled wholeheartedly at the red-head, before leaning in a tad to place a delicate kiss on the other's left cheek. Michael's breathing hitched for a moment, before his cheek bones were draped with a light shade of an extravagant red rose. Gavin grinned at the other who appeared shocked before finally unravelling his arms from around Michael's stiff neck. Words weren't spoken, just a glee-filled glance and a surprised gaze were exchanged silently.
"AHWUUUUUUU!" Gavin suddenly shouted - making Michael jump out of his skin - and moved to step back into the AH office right in time to see Caleb and hear him say something infamous.
"All right, so, game night's tonight! And, we should be playing-"
"WHAT IS GAME NIGHT?" Gavin shouted loudly whilst he entered the secluded room to cause Caleb to groan subsequently, and the others laugh because of the sound that was exuded from the brunette's vibrating vocal chords. Nonchalantly and inconspicuously, Michael took the distraction that Gavin introduced in the room as an opportunity to slip back into the office, when his cheeks were killed of their colour, of course, and joined in on the laugh as if he weren't just entirely embarrassed.
No one seemed to question where Michael had went prior to his slipping back into the room, so the ginger blew out a breath as the AHWU continued from where Caleb had left off. But, Michael couldn't help but think,
What even just happened?
