Gar was sitting next to Angel one morning. I didn't notice it until later. Normally he wasn't so close to the other boy, their ages were a few years apart and that kept Gar normally with Raven, Victor and Kory. Angel normally did his meditation and drank his tea like normal and then would sometimes start talking with someone about something that he'd read or seen.

I didn't know what to make of it at first, my first assumption was just that of convenience. You know, so what they're sitting together, not a crime nor even anything to really care about. But then Gar got up and pulled his tea down from the shelf without even checking which of the millions of boxes was the particular brand he preferred in the mornings.

Its English breakfast with two cubes of sugar and milk, put the milk in first, but only in the morning. After ten, its all herbal, berry with honey and no milk.

But Gar did all that without checking.

And all of a sudden, I realized my kind of maybe crush that I'd been nurturing for almost a year on Angel had very little chance of coming to fruition. In the year he'd been here I had learned a lot about Gabriel.

For one the only reason he'd been bulking up was to have something to talk about with Kon. He hated lifting weights with the meta, he couldn't ever bench press, because of his wings. But Kon had been so ecstatic to feel like he could participate with Gabriel on something so normal. He didn't have to address his homophobia, which while had stopped interfering with how he dealt with him on missions had not changed the uncomfortable tension in the room during normal times.Gabriel had been fine with talking, and making sure he had something in common with Kon. But one night as we sat drinking the tea, berry with honey, he'd said that he was starting to feel like an idiot bulking up this much, and that in all honesty it was getting harder to fly.

He'd stopped soon after, and though it still hurt Kon, who I heard talking to Tim about it, thinking he'd ruined it. He didn't start back up again. He was starting to grow a spine, starting to come out of his shell that he'd locked himself in for some reason.

And now the person who was gunna benefit from that was Gar. For some reason, I wasn't happy about that. I wanted so badly to be that person to him. I wasn't the person he went to first about problems, that was Victor, I wasn't the person he went to when he wanted a boyfriend, that was Gar. I kept on hoping that if i wasn't one I was the other. And now I was neither.

On top of my hopeless pining, I was also coming to the slow but steady realization that I was gay. I liked girls fine, but watching that version of my older self involved with Rose turned my stomach. I Figure that seeing as Angel wasn't mentioned at all or no statues were put of of him that he wasn't around. Maybe I'm actually Bisexual, but because of my attraction to Angel I wouldn't ever know that I liked girls. Or maybe I was attracted to Rose to make up for my sins of the previous time.

I don't know what to make of anything that happening to me. But Angel hasn't changed, and its not like Gar is going insane and running around waving pride flags. They're both just together.

My suspicions were confirmed as I was passing by Gabriel's room, I looked into the open door and seeing the two laughing, then Gar leaning in and kissing him, Gabriel responding with this feel that it was totally normal.

I knew then that I didn't have to make him cups of tea this night.

Disclaimer: you know the drill everyone you recognize belongs to DC and I own angel.

Author's notes: For some reason decided to continue with this, This was in the works from day two when I was attempting to plot line this story. But yeah, review, tell me if you still like Angel, if my Bart is way off. And another thing, because I went to college, I lost the person who was letting me read their comics. so my knowledge pretty much ends after the time travel thing.