double!michael

Michael shows up at Gavin’s doorstep in the arse crack of dawn, drenched and shivering and wearing nothing but a pair of flannel boxers and a flimsy white shirt. Gavin stares at him, baffled, for all of three seconds before Michael surges forward, takes his head in his hands, and looks at him with a desperate sort of relief in his eyes. Gavin swallows uncomfortably under the weight of his gaze. “Michael, what—” he tries, but then Michael is suddenly kissing him, wet mouth pressed tight against his own, dry lips. Magical Realism!AU; In which Michael Jones has a doppelganger who is really Him-from-Another-Universe and who is also, as it turns out, head-over-bollocks for one Gavin David Free.