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Tango's been out for a while now, he's been roaming as ghost, reliving memories and observing the remaining players with the other ghosts.
He's curious who will win, Impulse and Etho are still alive, TIES might still win. Jimmy had died the previous week so he can't even join him in spectating.
The week passes in continuous bloodshed and violence, until it's down to three, Impulse, who he hopes wins, but realistically speaking he's against two allies, they've seen this before: they'll probably team up one last time against him-
"Nah I don't wanna play this silly game" Martyn pours lava on Scott and stabs him. Tango draws closer.
"It doesn't matter if you're a Mean Gill, or a Bad Boy, or a Neighbor, or a Clocker" Martyn sounds outright insane as he says this, he chases Impulse with pure murderous intent, and- he's dead. Impulse is dead, Martyn won.
Tango moves closer to his friends' ghosts and can hear Scott monologuing.
"Hey, gg, how are you feeling, um about this?" He asks the man cautiously, a betrayal is never easy.
"Oh Tango, I'm fine, it was really sudden, but I'm happy Martyn won, that's what i wanted" Scott smiles and it looks so genuine, as if he wasn't just brutally murdered by his closest ally.
Tango then turned and caught sight of Impulse, launching himself at him only for their ghostly forms to phase through each other.
They laughed and chatted with some of the others, most decided it was time for them to get back. He decided to stay until Martyn's timer finally went off, mostly because he wanted to keep Scott company while he waited to talk with Martyn. And because he wasn't quite ready to hole back up in Decked out.
"Hey, you could come over to mine and Jimmy's, I know you must miss him, we usually go there after a game" Scott proposed in the midst of the conversation.
"Huh? You sure?" he questioned, he didn't want to intrude in their private server, yes he was explicitly invited but maybe Scott did it out of courtesy because he was Jimmy's boyfriend.
"Of course, Jimmy would want you there" he paused, then smirked "and I definitely don't mind you, hot stuff" he basically purred in Tango's face. If he blushed Scott didn't mention.
"Says literally the prettiest guy ever" he retorted hoping he sounded less embarrassed then he felt.
"Flatterer" Scott laughed. Tango wasn't even lying, Scott is objectively pretty and he knows that, and how to use it to his benefit.
And so after Scott and Martyn had talked, Scott lead him back to their private server, Tango was nervous, he didn't need to, he knows, he shot a quick text to the ZITS group chat, telling them he wouldn't be back on Hermitcraft just yet.
He was answered by an innocent(?) "alright have fun <3" by Impulse and two winky faces by Zed and Skizz. Perverts, he smiled fondly tucking his comm back in his pocket.
Scott lead them to a small cottage, definitely his doing, before pushing the door open.
"I'm home! I brought someone!" he sing-songed and grinned. Before he could ask about it, his attention was drawn to Jimmy stumbling down the stairs, running and hitting everything in his way.
He gasped when he noticed Tango was there too, before the blaze could process anything both he and Scott were tackled and engulfed by golden wings.
"I missed you!" he exclaimed, his smile loud. "It's been less than a week, dear" Scott smiled back at him. Tango smiled as well and mumbled a "missed you too".
"Let's go, I wanna cuddle you guys, oh! Scott, Tango's the best for cuddles! He's so warm!" Jimmy properly chirped as he said it. Tango flushed red "you're so adorable" he let out without thinking.
Jimmy blushed but still lead them upstairs to the bedroom, Tango's nerves calmed at Jimmy's warm welcome, but he still felt like intruding, he looked around at the pictures on the walls.
One stuck out to him: there were Jimmy in green clothes with brown fins peeking from blonde hair and Scott in an elegant white and blue outfit, all adornate with gold jewelry, he looked regal, he also had long pointed ears.
They looked so happy.
He was snapped to reality when Jimmy's hold on his wrist tugged him upstairs.
He was pulled into the bedroom and pushed onto the bed, followed by Jimmy who was also pulling Scott along but he had somehow managed to stay on his feet.
"Take him out to dinner first!" Scott joked and both him and Jimmy became scarlet red.
Scott proceeded to ignore both of them and walk to the closet, they both looked at him perplexed.
"What? My clothes have constantly been in salt water for two months" Scott explained as he- took off his shirt.
The two blondes looked like fish, sitting on the bed with their mouths gaping open, when Tango realised he was staring he quickly averted his eyes, deciding instead to look at Jimmy. The man in question unashamedly staring at his husband changing.
"You can look, you know" Scott proposed, he could hear the smirk in his voice but he didn't look, he couldn't, it felt wrong. "Do you also wanna change Tangs?" Jimmy asked as Scott just finished changing and had joined them on the bed.
"Oh I don't mind, if you have something that fits me, well" he answered a bit bashful, Scott got up again and went back to the closet, he came back with a t-shirt and some shorts.
"They're Jimmy's, the shirt might be long on you but the shorts should fit you well" Scott handed him the clothes, and he moved to change.
He looked back to the bed, finding Jimmy pretending not to look at him, with a small mischievous smile, and Scott actually not looking at him, he was grateful for that. He started taking off his shirt.
"It's my lucky day today" Jimmy said in that cheeky tone of his, both he and Scott chuckled at that.
After he also changed, he went back to the bed, they all readjusted to lay down, Jimmy chirped when they settled, it's always adorable when he does. He and Scott were laying on either side of Jimmy, hugging him, Tango's head pillowing on the canary's chest and Scott's hiding in the crook of his neck.
They were careful of his wings, of course, not laying on them as the bigger part moved to wrap around them. His and Scott's legs intertwined with each other's and Jimmy's, Tango was kinda scared of making too much contact with Scott, it felt wrong to him.
"You were right, he is warm" the man in question mumbled to Jimmy, but purposedly said it loud enough for him to hear, that did make him relax, he snuggled a bit in Jimmy's chest earning a fond laugh from Scott who was looking at him.
And so the day went by lazily, just cuddling on the bed, sometimes talking to update Jimmy on how the game ended, but focusing more on snuggling each other.