Loving you - a trikey fanfic

New feelings

Pulling up next to the De Santa/Townley residence Trevor sits very still for 30 seconds before reaching to open the door
Michael grabs his hand to which Trevor stares at his hand and then Michael.
"Sorry."
Removing the now firm grip he has of Trevor's hand
"I just. Please don't tell Amanda T it would kill her"
There was a long pause before Trevor finally responded
"Who do you think I am sugar tits? I'm no snitch."
Michael smiles at him and goes to get out
"Wait."
Trevor knew this would possibly cause more tension but this ingrown volcano of feelings towards Michael had grown to the point of eruption
"We do need to talk about this at some point."
"Yeah..."
"Tomorrow maybe?"
"T I think it may be a more than one day sort of talk"
- ugh damn it mikey. Always one to drag it out never one to keep it short and simple so things can get back to normal.
"Fine, it's settled. We'll just have to hang out a bit more often."
"Alright man"
"I'm gonna walk you to the door before you do something even more crazy"

Amanda appears opening the door and rushing towards Michael, smothering him in kisses and squeezing him into a tight hug,
"Don't you ever do that again you big idiot. You had me absolutely worried sick, I love you"
Trevor smiled at them and began to walk back to his bodhi
"TREVOR WAIT"
Amanda ran to Trevor and gave him a slight awkward hug which Trevor appreciated a lot considering he knew how much Amanda usually hates his guts
"Thank you for bringing my husband back, I knew I could rely on you"
A wave of guilt crashed upon Trevor after the event that occurred in his trailer, poor Mandy she had no idea of her husbands feelings. The urge to tell her then and there what had happened grew overwhelmingly more difficult to ignore
"No problem, old sugar tits over there could never hide away from me"
He smiles at her weakly and then at Mike and then heads back over to his car
"Oh yeah and Mike. I'll come pick you up tomorrow for our weekly happy hour, don't worry Mrs De Santa I'll return him safely"

-next day-

Once again Trevor was viewing the De Santa residence. Wondering how in gods name did he have such thoughts about the man who owned the home. It wasn't even about the sex. He just wanted someone to love him and after Patricia, Michael was the only one to show him affection, it should have been a dream come true considering how much he wanted him, but it didn't feel right. Maybe it was the fact Michael had ran off on him 9 years ago, maybe it was the fact he had a wife, Trevor pondered until a familiar figure approached the vehicle.
"How you doing T?"
Mike gets in and looks at Trevor who was staring at him quite intimidatingly
"T?"
"Oh sorry mikey must've gotten a bit distracted then, I'm good."
Trevor wasn't distracted. He was trying his hardest to control his inner primal urge to just pounce on Michael and have his way, he knew it wouldn't hurt Mike, but he was thinking more of his family than of his own feelings.

"Trevor. Can we talk?"
"Yeah, when we get to the bar"
Michael sighs
"Look I'd rather this be a sober talk. If that's alright"
Trevor huffs and and changes direction to a more deserted location, one of those just off the outskirts of the city points where you would find tourists snapshotting pictures of Los Santos.
The truck comes to a halt as the pair look at the constellation of millions of city lights basking a glow
"You wanted to talk?"
Trevor turns to Michael, feeling a bit nervous to hear what his friend had to say about what had happened in the rusty trailer.
"Look what I'm going to say may shock you more than what happened yesterday"
Trevor looks intently into Michael's eyes which causes a nervous aura to surround them both
"I've never had the guts to say it first.. At least to a man"
Trevor bites his tongue as he grows more impatient and curious to know, he can see Michael is nervous and doesn't want to scare him
"Trev I.."
Trevor places his hand close to Michael and Mike holds onto it as a form of security
He gives him a nervous smile to which Trevor smiles back reassuring him to say what he so desperately tried to release out of his system
"I love you."
They both stare at each other for what seems a life time until the silence is broken
"You do?"
"Since the good old days."
Trevor pulls a confused look which makes Michael doubt his decision to open up, he lets go of Trevor's hand.
Trevor quickly grabs onto Michael's hand
Michael looks at Trevor's hand grasping onto his own
"Trevor?"
Trevor stares at him, it's a welcoming stare, a stare that says 'I feel the same way'.
Leaning in he uses his free hand to caress Michael's face and smile at him
Michael reaches in to kiss him, Trevor's body starts to break a nervous sweat. Was he really ready for this? For love off another human?
He loved Michael he truly did, but after that heist gone wrong his trust had been shattered as well as his heart and this wall he was putting up felt like the only protection Trevor had left of keeping himself away from heartache.
"Wait"
Michael stops, inches away from Trevor's lips
"Is something wrong?"
He sighs in defeat. He couldn't keep this from Michael because he did want to love him, but he just wanted that trust back first, at any given moment Trevor had worried he would be in that period from 2005 to 2012 where he was truly alone. Wade and Ron were a very poor replacement to the void where Michael would've been in his heart and if he was truly going to allow himself to feel such strong feelings without fear like it was before that fateful day then he would have to be able to trust Michael the way he did beforehand.