it adds up easily(William)so lets just let it be

[Gavin/Sid/Holden]

It took a lot at times, when they got the occasional look from people on the street, but Gavin managed to keep hold of his hand the entire way to the dorms. He hoped his hand wasn't clammy, as it could sometimes get when he got nervous. He hated clammy hands himself, and he could bet Will would hate it too if Gavin's were. Luckily life wasn't really against him today, and he managed to get there without sweaty palms. When they arrived, he looked up at the big stone building Will had indicated. "It's pretty cool looking. I mean, I've actually never been to a dorm before. I've seen college ones but they're never as cool looking as this. They're just shitty buildings, this one actually looks nice. Is it as good as it looks? Like, how are the rooms?"

He knew the question would be answered soon but he asked anyway. If the rooms were good, he might consider boarding at some point. Home was all well and good but... he certainly wouldn't mind getting away. He loved his mom but his feelings about his step dad couldn't be more different. Not to mention there was the draw of Will already living in the dorms... that was a definite perk.

[William&Lili&Ryan™]

Will really hadn't noticed much reaction from anything on the street, at least on Gavin's part, but it could have been Will just not being observant again. He couldn't be sure, but at least their hands were still interlocked together. Will led him closer to the stairs, before stopping at the base of them and looking at Gavin with a small smirk. He had slightly rambled out that last bit about the buildings, and for some reason, it made Will giggle. He chocked it back though, because he knew how funny sounding it was. Will just went back to smiling and looked up at the building before him, never really had he taken it in. It was a pretty nice building, that was true. "The rooms are actually pretty nice, I guess," he said with a thoughtful shrug, not really recalling what any other dorm rooms looked like. "Not like your room, or anything, because it's not a house, but they're not shabby," Will admitted, nodding slightly. "But, you'll see," he added, tugging on Gavin's hand lightly to pull him up the stairs.

It was only one flight up, but Will still went pretty quickly. He couldn't help that he was impatient to get into the room. He was an easily impatient boy sometimes. He pulled his key out of his tight pockets with the hand that wasn't in Gavin's possession. "Room 102," he said with a smile, unlocking it and opening it with one hand, not wanting to let go of Gavin's with the other one. Luckily, Peyton wasn't very messy, nor was he. The only thing out was his guitar case; but that was always on the floor somewhere.

[Gavin/Sid/Holden]

Gavin looked around the room with mild interest, his eyes eventually falling on the guitar case on the floor. That struck him as a decent spark for a conversation. "Is that yours or your roomy's?" If Will had mentioned guitar as a hobby, Gavin didn't remember. If he had it was probably when the two had both been drunk, and Gavin couldn't exactly blame himself for not remembering. He bit his lip slightly and started thinking of something else to talk about, in case the guitar failed to start a lengthy enough conversation. His worry about talking came from the fact that he wanted quite badly to kiss Will. This wasn't a big problem, but Gavin figured kissing him the moment they were alone would sort of send the wrong messages. He never wanted to seem desperate, and seeming desperate to Will would be worse than any other circumstance, in his mind at least. Talk could help get his mind off of the other boy, and how badly he wanted to feel his lips against his own once again. That was all he could do really.

[William&Lili&Ryan™]

Will followed Gavin's line of vision to where it seemed to be resting on his guitar case. That was most likely the only thing he could be talking about, considering the only other thing in that direction was the carpet, and it would be slightly weird for someone to ask you whether or not the carpet was yours. So, being almost definite Gavin was talkinga bout the case, Will gave him an excited smile. "It's mine," he said happily, a somewhat proud tone to his voice. He wondered if it impressed Gavin, or if he was just trying to find something to talk about. Right at that moment, Will would rather have been not talking, if you catch my drift. But, Gavin seemed as though he was scared to try that again, almost. And, if Gavin didn't want to, Will would just have to restrain himself. "Pey plays too," he added with a thoughtful nod. The only thing that would keep him occupied would just have to be the guitar, because they were already sort of talking about it. "C'mon," he said, tugging Gavin softly once more in the direction of the case. Reluctantly, he let go of Gavin's hand so that he was enabled to bend down and grab the case, before hoisting it upon his partially made bed. He looked at Gavin with a smile obscured somewhat by biting his lip, bending over the guitar case. He then quickly opened it and showed all of it's acoustic glory to Gavin. "So yeah, this is pretty much my baby," he said, a little too lovingly. It was the only thing that had really kept him company or let him show who he was in the past few years; therefore making him quite protective of the Gibson.

[Gavin/Sid/Holden]

Gavin couldn't help smiling at the loving manner with which Will showed off his 'baby'. It was cute, in that somewhat creepy obsession with an inanimate object way. Not that it was creepy exactly. Just sort of a little too loving. He couldn't blame Will of course. Gavin had known many people that had unhealthy loves for their guitars. Will hadn't seemed to have reached that point yet. His love may be a tad bit creepy, but it wasn't unhealthy, as far as Gavin could tell. "It looks like a pretty kick ass guitar." He remarked finally, after having his little musing on Will's love for the guitar. He was starting to get bored of conversation. A bad sign considering they had barely started talking. It wasn't, of course, that he found talking to Will boring. Quite the opposite, he loved talking to him. He enjoyed their conversations more than any he'd had in a long while. The only trouble was that at this specific moment in time, conversation was just about the last thing on his mind. He swallowed audibly, then hoped Will hadn't noticed. He was getting nervous again, mostly because of the plain lack of self control he was showing.

[William&Lili&Ryan™]

Were Will with someone that he didn't care about everything he did and everything he said, he'd be a much more enthusiastic person, pointing out normally unnoticeable things and making remarks about any sort of odd items. Like, most of the time he would have pointed out the fact that most people wouldn't ask who a carpet belonged to. That was just something he tended to do. Never was he mean or rude, but he was spacey and outgoing. Gavin didn't make him nervous, no, at least not in the bad way. He just made him think about the things he was going to say before he said them. Or, at least he tried to. He really liked Gavin, and he didn't want to ruin it by saying or doing something that Gavin thought was weird. He hoped that he would eventually return to his old self, but until he knew that Gavin really, truly liked him and didn't care how he acted, he was going to be automatically more reserved than he normally was. But, this also caused him to be a little more observant than his normal self, and the swallowing done by Gavin was clearly heard and seen by him. He smiled down at his shiny Gibson-J45 again before closing the lid on it. "It really is," he remarked before sitting down on the bed. Gavin was still standing, so Will looked up to him with a curious expression. "Everything OK?" he asked, even though it seemed that everything was not alright; unless he was being scarily observant and paranoid and everything was actually fine.

[Gavin/Sid/Holden]

Gavin gave a somewhat awkward but genuine smile. "Yeah, I'm okay." He replied. It was true, he was more or less fine. Just sort of nervous. He bit his lip for a moment, studying Will. Would kissing him seem like he wanted things to move faster than he did? Just because they were alone, he worried that doing so might lead to some unwanted things. For example, what if things started getting farther than he was ready for? Then he would have to stop it, and things would just be awkward all around. Or what if things went farther than he was ready for and he didn't stop it? He knew he wasn't ready and he had a feeling Will wasn't either, but he had been known, on many occasions, to get carried away. Would his fear and nervousness about the newness of being with a guy be enough to slow his usually fast paced sex life down? He figured it would, but he just wasn't positive. Still, even with these risks, the urge to kiss Will was becoming a need that he didn't really want to fight anymore. He gave Will another small smile, then leaned down to kiss Will. He stood still, his hands on the bed on either side of the seated boy for support.

[William&Lili&Ryan™]

Will wasn't sure, but there seemed to be a little bit of nervousness, or discomfort in Gavin's smile as he said that he was fine that caused Will to not entirely believe it, or believe that what he said was true. There could be a lot of things wrong. Such as, he realized that he didn't want to be alone with Will either, or that he just wasn't comfortable being near him any more, all doubts toward himself. He didn't have the highest self esteem, and never had. So, he assumed that anything that made Gavin uncomfortable was in correspondence with him; in a bad way. Will started to look down at the floor, when Gavin's very slightly rough lips connected with his own, and giving him that shiver down his spine. He'd been hoping for this. He reached up and wrapped his arms around Gavin's neck for better balance as he kissed back. But, what did this mean? Will really doubted Gavin would want to take it farther than this, and Will didn't think he was ready either, as he had thought earlier. He'd find it unexpected if Gavin was ready before he, and it wasn't likely, but at the same time Will was afraid; Gavin was just new to it. He loved the way Gavin kissed him, mostly because he was basically the only person he'd felt anything for a very long time, but when the time came, would he be ready for anything more? He couldn't be sure at the moment when all he was thinking about was the feeling of Gavin's lips, to which he pressed his harder.

[Gavin/Sid/Holden]

Gavin's eyes slid shut as he pressed his lips slightly harder against Will's. So far all they had done was kiss, and he wanted to keep it that way, for a while at least. Still... kissing was a whole huge territory that they had only dipped into. In all honestly, they hadn't done much more than a peck on the lips. Gavin may not be ready for sex, or anything along those lines, but he could certainly handle a lot more than a peck. In fact, he couldn't just handle it, he wanted it. Pretty badly. The trouble was still that he wanted things to go slow, and he figured if he was taking that approach to this relationship, he shouldn't rush even the simple things like kissing. Not pulling his lips away from Will's, he pushed him back slightly, and moved himself closer. Standing up while Will was sitting felt awkward, and he knew if they kept it up, Gavin needing to bend over the way he was, for much longer, his back would start to hurt. The logical solution would be to straddle Will so he could rest his knees on the bed, but once again, he didn't want to push things. Why were so many things that should have been simple so damn difficult?

[William&Lili&Ryan™]

Will wasn't sure how far Gavin wanted to go, and he wasn't sure how far he wanted to go, but he was almost certain that their light kisses hadn't been the extent. He wasn't exactly sure if this was taking it too far or not yet, but he gently traced Gavin's lower teeth with his tongue, hoping for entrance, wanting to be closer. Through all this, he hadn't really taken into account the fact that Gavin was still standing, and almost completely leaning over as their lips were connected. And, it was most certainly not easy for Gavin, considering he was a tall guy. Will felt himself be pushed back slightly, and know knew that Gavin would either have to sit on the bed or straddle his hips. He wouldn't have minded the latter one at all, but Gavin might have; unfortunately. With a slightly sad and reluctant look upon his face, he pulled back from Gavin, his chest heaving gently. "Maybe you should...sit," he whispered, close to Gavin's face still, his breath a little bit difficult due to the previous lack of oxygen.

[Gavin/Sid/Holden]

When Will pulled away, Gavin couldn't help letting out a tiny groan of disappointment. He tried to hold it in, but the small noise escaped anyway. Blushing a tiny bit that he had managed to get so into the kiss even though it had just started, he sighed. Studying Will's face, he noticed the somewhat sad look, and the reluctance at pulling away. So he hadn't been alone in not wanting the kiss to end. Well, he would just have to start it up again then. "Uh... maybe..." He mumbled, his voice a little bit shaky from his own shortness of breath. Will didn't seem to want him to sit on the bed, but he had to know that Gavin couldn't just stand there. What could it hurt if he just went ahead and straddled him like he wanted to do? The worst that could happen is, things would get awkward and they would have to make their way out of the awkward moment again. That was something they were well practiced at, and he somehow didn't think that would happen anyway. Taking a somewhat nervous breath, he went ahead and straddled Will, before connecting their lips once again.

[William&Lili&Ryan™]

William noted the sound of something that deemed very close to disappointment coming from Gavin's mouth as he disconnected their lips, but quickly pushed it from his mind and found it better not to say anything about it at all. Though, he couldn't keep down the happy sensation that Gavin had wanted their lips not to part so very much. Will surely hadn't wanted it either, but knowing that Gavin really didn't, well that was fantastic. Will bit his lip, before quickly releasing it. It was a habit he needed to break. He realized that he did it often. Maybe too often; he sure hoped not. Oh, what did it matter anyway? We was far too preoccupied with the fact that Gavin was, however nervously, still going to straddle his hips. Will was happy about this fact, that was for sure. Maybe he'd made it kind of obvious, his lack of wanting Gavin to sit on the bed, but at least Gavin doing what he'd hoped. We watched as he lowered his knees to rest around Will's jean clad legs, smiling before their lips met again. Will didn't waste time slipping his tongue into Gavin's mouth this time, resting his hand on one side of Gavin's face, his other hand resting beside him on the bed.

[Gavin/Sid/Holden]

Gavin gave another groan, this time for a very different reason. The last time, he had groaned out of disappointment. Now he was doing it as a way of sort of expressing his enjoyment of the situation. He almost immediately involved his own tongue in the kiss as well, and let his eyes close again. One hand tugged absently at Will's jacket, more out of a desire to do something with his hands than as an attempt at getting it off. His other hand was rested on the bed, helping to support him. In all honesty, he was in a state of amazement, or something close to it. He'd kissed many girls, and had never been satisfied with just kissing. Kissing was always just a tool to get to the next level. With Will though? He loved just kissing him, he felt right now like he could do it forever.

[William&Lili&Ryan™]

Will had liked both the noises that Gavin had made in the past few minutes because both of them were basically prodding him to continue kissing him, the thing that he had been wanting to do for a long time, was now doing, and was enjoying very much. Continuing to kiss him was exactly what he planned to do. Although, the tugging of his jacket was making it more obvious that he was slightly warm inside the thing. The way Gavin pulled upon it wasn't in a removal sort of way, but at the moment, Will was slightly hoping that it could have been. Though, removing it would be a bad idea, he figured, and would give off the wrong signs to Gavin. He didn't want either of them to take it farther than they were comfortable, but losing his jacket at the moment would have been nice. He attempted to push this out of his mind as he reached up with the hand that was previously on his face to play gently with his hair, their intertwining tongues not battling for dominance, but simply connecting and discovering. Will let a small, slightly whimpering noise of his own, but not in a bad way at all, but in a pleasurable, happy way. Obviously, that would be the case when he was in a situation such as this.

[Gavin/Sid/Holden]

Gavin was beginning to notice the warmth of the room as well, and was considering removing the hoodie he wore. The problem with this was that he hadn't worn a zip up hoodie that day, he had worn the sort that goes over the head. This was a problem, because he would have to pull out of the kiss in order to remove it. Was it worth it? He was pretty hot, and the thing was bulky and annoying. After a moments thought, he decided to pull away to remove the hoodie. He pulled out of the kiss, showing obvious reluctance, as Will had before. "Sorry... it's fucking hot." He mumbled, wriggling out of the hoodie and dropping it on the floor. He looked at Will for a moment, studying his face, and considering whether he should return to kissing him or go with the other urge he was feeling. After a moment, he decided on the latter. Leaning down slightly, he pressed a few light kisses against the side of Will's neck, then pulled back and looked into his eyes again, studying the reaction he got.