God... gavin couldn't move, he couldnt feel his legs, his back ached, his throat dry and his head spinning, and you of all people weren't here for him, you had just left after having your way with him for so long.. Now it was midnight, his blood boiling but that wouldn't stop gavin from wobbling to your room only wearing the spare white shirt you gave lent him. He let himself in, glancing around tge room until his eyes finally settled at you on the bed, working on your laptop. "I thought you said you were going to bed?.." His tone dripping with condescent