Honey, I'm Home :Gabe:

[James Dillion Halsey]

James wished he knew what to say to make everything okay again, because he wanted the same things Gabe did, but he didn't know when the bloodshed would stop. He didn't know when things would finally end with everything on top as it should be. "Gabe...I don't want to wait. Am I not your family right now? Wouldn't it hurt now if I died? I want this so badly, you want this, don't want you want to do it...in the chance we don't get to?" James knew at any point he could die, it was risk every time he put on his mask, every time he brought out his mark, it was dangerous. Anyone could fire a curse and anyone could kill him, he's only one man despite his training. "I try my best to come to every day, I do, but I can't guarantee anything right now..something big is coming up. If something happens, I want to die knowing I at least had us."

Grabbing Gabe's face in his hands, he kisses him hard on the lips, and moving his kisses to his cheek and neck. "I love you so much Gabe, and I need you just as much as I need air. If I didn't have you..what would I even fight for anymore. If something is bothering you..talk to me. I talk to you about everything, I'm just as much here for you as you are for me." James didn't want Gabe hiding things or shoving the emotion down, it'll only hurt them. While they didn't have the most balanced or the most perfect relationship, but it was good. He didn't want that good to be messed up because one of them got scared. "I'll always be come back to you." He kissed his boyfriend again, making sure to prove his point.

While James couldn't guarantee anything, he could make sure he'd try his damn hardest to do so. He needed to. Gabe needed him too. They're future family needed him to. The younger male wanted to have babies some day, adopt a few kids, have little ones running around to call them 'daddy'. He understood that they didn't want to bring kids into this, James didn't either. "Marry me. Let's worry about babies after we win." James wanted it too much to let it go, he sat holding his boyfriend close to him, with his head on Gabe's shoulder. "This is not how I thought my proposal would go by the way.." James smirked up at him, trying to relax the mood a little.

[Gabriel Roman Sykse]

Gabe was at a loss here and he knew it, but he was too stubborn to give in so easily. As James held him and tried to talk him into this, the older male simply listened, reverting back to his usual nonchalant self. "James, it hurts whenever you go on your little missions. It hurts when you come home hurt. Of course it'd hurt if you died. What kind of person do you take me for?" His brown eyes were narrowed lightly. He looked at the bottle of fire whiskey once more. Three shots wasn't enough. He needed more and so he took two more before he found himself looking back to James. "You're right, there isn't a guarantee that you'll come back to me. I'm not a kid, I know this."

He ran his hand through his hair and then moved so that he could lay on the couch.  "Alright, if you want to get married then fine. Who am I to deny you that right," he muttered. When James kissed him, he returned the kiss. "If you think that this thing that's about to happen will possibly put an end to us, then fine," he said as if he no longer cared. Gabe did care, but he didn't often show that he did. "I love you too and I always will love you. So I'm going to give you what you want. We can put the family on hold, which is fine, because I have no intention of raising kids by myself, but," he looked to James with such a serious look that he could have scared even a blind person, "I won't accept your proposal without a ring to back it up."

He then pulled a cushion from the couch and hit it against James' side. Gabe smirked. "Your proposal sucked. I demand better."  He laughed lightly and dropped the pillow. Gabe could stall for a little longer. He'd draw it out as long as he could. He just hoped he'd be able to propose before James slipped through his fingers. The thought was always there, but now it felt so much realer.

[James Dillion Halsey]

Wanting to reassure Gabe, that he'd be okay, and he was about to when Gabe spoke about himself being a kid. That's not what James meant at all, he was just trying to be helpful in trying to talk to Gabe. Scrunching his eyebrows in hurt confusion, because his goal wasn't to imply or offend his boyfriend, "That's not what I meant, I just...I wanted say I'm trying. I'm coming home every day now. The only time I was gone a few days, you knew about. I-" James cut himself off, he didn't know what to say really. Moving in Gabe's lap, to put his knees tighter around him, "I'm not very good at this, I'm sorry."

Narrowing his eyes, he turned his head to the side, taken back. If he wanted to? Deny him that right? What the fuck? James shook his head, and got up off his boyfriend, storming out of the room. He walked passed the popcorn and hit it towards Gabe, "Merlin, fuck you. Just..gah, I want to get married, I want die knowing you my only..and and fuck you! Put a family on hold? Make you raise kids on your own?" James was slowly getting quieter from his yelling, it was almost a whisper now, "Why..How.. I can't believe you seriously think that low of me." For like the third time that night James wanted to cry, he wanted a happily ever after with the man, and Gabe was making feel terrible for wanting that. He even tried lying to him about the stupid band to get out of it. Biting his lip as it started to tremble, he put up his hands like he didn't want to talk anymore and stalked off to the bedroom slamming the door shut. He didn't lock it, he didn't put up a charm, he didn't really see a point. James leaned against the door from the bedroom, wiping his eyes. He shouldn't have asked, wishing they could get married in his head felt a lot better than talking about it.

Sniffing, his palms pushed up against his eyes, he wasn't trying to be dramatic, but anything would have been better than hearing that Gabe didn't think James would good enough for this.

[Gabriel Roman Sykse]

Well, that was one way to keep from proposing....of course, he would have preferred if James hadn't thrown popcorn at him. Sighing Gabe sunk into the couch with a sigh. He was considering letting James mope all night and then he'd try to fix the issue in the morning. 'Merlin I hate relationships. I should have stuck to my normal routine of one night stands and groupies." He buried his face in the couch. He let about five minutes slid by before he got up and started to clean up the popcorn, taking another shot of fire whiskey before he got started and then afterwards. He wasn't sure how many that added up to, but the effects were starting to kick in.

He walked towards their bedroom door and leaned against it. "James, I suck at the boyfriend thing, okay? I'm sorry for being an inconsiderate jerk and not taking into consideration your feelings, needs, and wants." He stuck his tongue out in disgust. James was so lucky he loved him. "What I said before was just me talking nonsense. I wasn't trying to hurt your feelings, but if you don't want to talk to me then that's fine." He sighed. "I know the door is unlocked, but I won't come in, not unless you want me to. I'll even stay in the other bedroom if you want your space." He didn't want to be a kiss ass, but damn it, James meant too much to him.  

"I don't think lowly of you babe. I just...I don't know." Gabe didn't know what to say. He just knew that this entire argument was stupid. Okay, not stupid because it was a serious matter. James wanted to be married and Gabe was breaking his tiny little heart. Brown eyes rolled. "Am I taking your last name or are you taking mine, or are we keeping our names?"

[James Dillion Halsey]

Listening to his boyfriend on the other side of the door, it honestly didn't help matter any. He was upset, didn't know how to be a boyfriend? They had been together for two fucking years! Did he somehow forget or something in last 24 hours?! And his feelings were hurt, that wasn't fair that Gabe said it, but it hurt that Gabe actually thought that about him. Sitting down on the floor in front of the door, he hit his head against the wood of the door. He didn't say anything for a minute because he didn't to talk, he wanted to throw things and get mad, but he didn't want that either. "Just go away...I don't want to talk to you."

Wanting to open the door and just jump int Gabe's arms, because that's what he when he was upset. He'd go to Gabe to make everything okay, even if it was Gabe he was mad at. He still wanted to. Despite wanting to, James didn't think he should, he didn't think he should just let this go. James was upset and he didn't want to calm down just yet, because, he loved Gabe and wanted to spend the rest of his life with him, he wanted to get married. But Gabe didn't. At least not yet. "You do so think that lowly! Or you wouldn't have said it!" James turned his head and yelled through the door, he even hit it when the back of his hand for good measure.

Scrunching his nose, refusing to take Gabe's bait to make him feel better. He didn't want to talk about that. He had planned taking Gabe's name, and being the most awesome husband ever. Then he thought about how Gabe's name wasn't a pureblood name. But James wasn't either. At least a not a known pureblood family, James wanted Gabe's name. "Yours..now go away!" The tears were stopping now, he was more pouting on the floor against the door now then bawling now.

[Gabriel Roman Sykse]

Gabe sighed heavily when he was told to go away. Alright, there was no point in sticking around when James was upset and didn't want to talk. He slowly backed away from the door and started back towards the couch. He slowly started cleaning up things, watching the movie as he went. Gabe was sort of at a loss right now. What was he to do with James all sad? Surely he couldn't allow this to continue all day. No, that was a no go. He had to make things better. Fix things, but how? After several minutes he decided he was leaving the house. It was late and he could get a few drinks and maybe find something less whiny than James to mess around with. No, he wasn't going out to see other guys, he was going to find entertainment and since James wasn't doing that, so a good bar fight would do the job.

Leaving the house after grabbing his coat, he headed downstairs and went straight for the bar, where he had three drinks and talked to two guys he knew. It was probably an hour later before Gabe finally decided to head home, hoping James would have left the bedroom by this point. The Asian male walked with ease, surprised that he wasn't flat on his ass from all the alcohol he'd consumed. As he neared the coffee shop on the corner he paused. James liked coffee and since it was a twenty-four hour store he could get whatever his boyfriend liked. He walked inside the building and smiled at the cashier. She was a petite girl with messy blond hair and green eyes. "Hey their cutie. Care to fix me up a coffee," he asked. His eyes glowed lightly and she nodded quickly. When asked what he wanted, he smirked. "Whatever girls like." Instantly the petite witch was making him a coffee that mimicked what James usually got and when it was done he paid for it. "Thanks, my boyfriend is going to love this." He waved goodbye, amused by her crestfallen look. Did she think he wanted her? Not a chance.

Going home he opened the door and peered into the living room with caution. He didn't need to be assaulted with books and crap. He slowly entered the living room and then started for the couch. "James?"

[James Dillion Halsey]

Being met with actual silence surprised James, so he waited for a second to see if Gabe would say anything else. When he heard the front door open and shut, James did feel more relief than he wanted to admit. He loved Gabe, but right now a breather probably was better for the two of them at this second. Standing up on shaky legs, James opened up the bedroom door. Casting a charm to check the time, reading nearly eleven, James frowned a little realizing that Gabe had left the house late. Moving to the living room, he sat down on the couch, the room was quiet. Normally right now, they'd be curled up in bed or right here on the couch watching a movie. Grabbing the blanket from the arm of the couch that he had been using earlier, he moved it around his body, laying his back on the arm of the couch.

Due to how late it was and how he had only been crying a few moments ago, James's eyes grew tired. Wanting to close them and rest awhile, but he didn't want to go to bed in a fight with Gabe. At least not while Gabe wasn't home, if he was in the apartment in the least, James would feel more comfortable, but he wasn't. Glancing at the tv, not knowing what was on anymore, he thought about getting up and finding the remote, but he didn't have the motivation to sit back up after laying down. He hoped Gabe would come home soon.

Trying to get himself lost in the new movie on the TV, James kept checking the time. 11, became 11:30, which became 12. James was getting more concerned, and debating on going looking for his boyfriend, but he knew Gabe was only gone because James told him to go away. James didn't mean leave the house though! Assuming he was staying at Jaxson's, that made him worry less. When he heard the door open though, and his boyfriend's voice coming into the room, James was just over all relieved. Yeah, he knew Gabe could take care of himself so he wasn't worried about that, he was just worried that Gabe was upset enough to go stay somewhere else.

Smiling up at Gabe from his cuddled position in the couch, "Coffee?" He raised an eyebrow at the cup in Gabe's hand, not sure what to make of that. It was midnight, and James couldn't see his boyfriend buying a latte anyway. And looking at the brand on the cup, it wasn't just a plain one either. "You realize it's like midnight right? Or is that secretly hot chocolate your drinking?" James moved his hand from under the blanket and lazily pulled on Gabe's colder hand to pull his boyfriend closer to him. James was tired, he wanted to get up and go crawl into bed with Gabe, but he didn't want to move. The lightness of James's touching and sleepy eyes made it obvious of his tiredness.

[Gabriel Roman Sykse]

Gabe was glad to see that smile. Maybe James had cooled down. He walked over and nodded when James asked if it were coffee. His brown eyes glowed lightly. "I know what time it is. It's clearly your bedtime," he spoke with a smile. He let James take his free hand so he could be pulled closer. He smiled at his boyfriend and gently touched his cheek. "Here, this is for you. It's what you generally get." He took a seat on the couch, pulling James into his arms, leaving the blanket on the younger male. "Are you still upset with me," he asked.
 
Even if James was, he'd still carry the currently blond haired male into the bedroom so that he could sleep, although Gabe would probably take the couch or the second bedroom.  The older male glanced to the tv. "I hope I'm not throwing fuel on the fire, but I do love you and I am going to marry you in due time. I know this is what you want and I know you want it now, but if you give me some time to arrange things, I'll make it happen."

He wanted to make amends and let his boyfriend know that they would be engaged and then married. It wasn't like it was never going to happen, but since James wanted it this badly, Gabe would move up the original planned date.

[James Dillion Halsey]

Cuddling up to his boyfriend, he couldn't argue that he wasn't tired. He took the coffee from Gabe's hands though, taking a sip, with his head leaned on Gabe's shoulder. "I'm not upset anymore, just tired." He said lazily pulling his legs up to the side, he took small drinks of the coffee in his hand, loving the feel of the warm liquid, with a yawn. Even with the caffeine entering his system, James couldn't find himself waking up at all. "Thank you."

Knowing his position wasn't stay comfortable, James lifted up Gabe's arm that he was leaning on, and leaned against his boyfriend's side instead, laying his head on his chest. His eyes were closed, and the coffee was being held loosely in his hand as he listened to Gabe's voice. It was calmly in a way, that James could feel himself relax while listening. He nodded, "Sounds nice babe.." Even though James really would have been more excited if it was half asleep on his boyfriend, from the news Gabe just shared, he didn't really register what was said completely, "I love you.." James mumbled, not even bothering at this point to open his eyes. "And you smell like whiskey."

The coffee was starting to tip as James started to fall asleep, being held loosing with his fingers.

[Gabriel Roman Sykse]

Gabe liked when James was too tired to argue. He loved to just hold him in his arms and keep him warm. He smiled when his boyfriend thanked him. "Not a problem." He glanced at the cup in the other male's hand and for a moment he wasn't sure if he should grab it or not since James was still somewhat awake. "I love you too." He then felt his brow twitch when James pointed out that he smelt like whiskey. He sighed and took the cup since the blond was sleep. Picking him up, Gabe slowly took James into the bedroom and laid him down, tucking him into bed before he himself went and showered for the second time that night before climbing up next his significant other and laying down to sleep.