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"Beautiful sight, huh, Builder?"
Telamon and Builderman are sitting together, side by side, on a platform in Telamons own sword fighting arena in the heights, taking in the sight of its sky; a gorgeous mix of reds, whites, yellows, and oranges.
"Yeah, it is, Tela." Builderman replies with a soft smile. He gazes at Telamon as they laugh together, just admiring.
Telamon chuckles when he looks over to see this. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" Telamon finally asks.
Builderman begins to trip over his own words. Of course he's been caught.
He's just... Too gorgeous.
His robes, his wings, the curly brown hair. The way he's only known as a mysterious deity and roblox employee to most, but to Builderman, he's much more than that. He softens his voice around Builderman; something the Robloxian never expected to happen at first glance.
They're friends. Best friends.
Well, at least, Builderman sees it that way. He has no idea how Telamon feels.
Telamon is painfully clueless about Buildermans feelings. It's not like he's stupid; he just... Doesn't quite know exactly what love feels like.
Obviously he knows what love is, but he never saw the appeal of pressing ones own lips against somebody elses.
Or sticking ones own tongue into somebody elses mouth.
Or... "Wrestling..." as he's heard some put it. Anything close to romantic, he's never experienced.
But one thing is for sure; he's seen it. He's seen kissing. He's seen hugging. He's heard people say 'I love you.' He knows about all of it.
The unconditional happiness and kindness.
The loyalty.
And the looks of admiration.
The same ways Builderman has been acting recently.
... Eh, there's no way.
Builderman's nothing but his closest companion.
Builderman trips over his own words at this question; almost panicked, trying to excuse his behavior. Much to his relief, Telamon seems to buy it.
Maybe Telamon should try something. He's been thinking about these things recently. Mostly around Builderman, weirdly enough. Maybe Builderman would help him out.
Telamon laughs at Buildermans panicking: not quite understanding why the Robloxian is doing so.
"You know, now that I realize it, there was many times where you have acted panicked around me. Are you alright?" The deity asks, placing a hand onto buildermans thigh, which makes Buildermans heart pound louder.
After a few seconds of staring into Telamons eyes, he mutters to Telamon. "Yeah. I guess so."
Maybe it was weird, what Builderman had always dreamt of doing with Telamon. Maybe it was weird what Telamon was about to ask him.
"...Hey, Builder?" Telamon says, voice a whisper, not removing his hand from Buildermans thigh.
"Mhm?"
"I have been... Thinking about some weird things lately."
"Thinking about what?"
"Um... I do not know in particular. But I have been seeing Robloxians feel this way and do these things."
Builderman's face turns a weird kind of shade Telamon seems to see every now and then. He clears his throat.
"Feel... How?"
"I guess what I am trying to ask is..." Telamon removes his hand from buildermans thigh, placing them on his own. "How does it really feel to kiss somebody?"
Telamon can tell that Builderman is a bit surprised by this question. Buildermans head is spinning. Why is he asking Builderman specifically? Is he thinking too deep about this?
"Oh, my apologies, I-"
"Do you want to know?" Builderman blurts out, almost surprised that he said it himself.
"Um... That is why I just asked you that."
Builderman inches closer to Telamon. Telamons heart suddenly speeds up.
This is a... New feeling.
Or so he thinks.
"I can... Show you. If you want." Builderman stutters as he turns himself to face Telamon.
"Hm..." Telamon hesitates. His entire being is screaming the word yes, although he doesn't exactly know why.
Builderman seems embarassed after Telamons hesitation. His gaze falters as he tries to think up something to say that isn't going to urge him to lunge toward Telamon. Telamon turns to face builderman.
"Uh... Sure. I would feel good with that." Telamon finally answers, unsure of why he feels warmer in the face.
Builderman carefully places his hands around Telamons neck, lost in his eyes once more.
And suddenly, Telamon is the one who feels the urge to pull him in.
Their eyes both flutter shut as Builderman tilts his head and softly, maybe even hesitantly, places his lips against Telamons.
It feels...
What's the word for it?
Telamon decides not to think about it too hard, and just basks in the feeling, letting it all go.
Telamons hands trail to Buildermans thighs, pushing closer to Builderman, as if to deepen their kiss. Buildermans breath hitches; a sound Telamon never knew he wanted to hear.
Even Telamon is surprised at his own behavior. He never thought he'd end up liking the feeling this much.
Or at all.
Builderman breaks out of it for a moment to catch his breath. "Um... Did you... Uh... Like that, or?"
"It... Seems so."
"Do..." Builderman stops himself. He doesn't want to ruin this moment.
He just got to kiss Telamon.
And they held it.
"Yes?" Telamon says, curiously, possibly even excitedly.
Builderman clears his throat and takes a deep breath. "Do you wanna try something a little more?"
Telamon freezes. "Like what?"
"Like, uhh..." Builderman says, trying to figure out how to word it. "I could just show you and you can stop me if you don't like it."
"Is it close to what we just did?"
"Yeah! Yeah. It's kinda like that. It just makes it feel deeper. If I'm not crazy, it seemed like you might've wanted that."
Telamon thinks for a moment. "Hm. Sure." He says.
Builderman pulls Telamon in again without another word. Slowly, but surely, he hangs his arms around Telamons neck.
Telamon isn't completely sure on how this could make it feel any deeper. Maybe he's just waiting for something.
And, as if on cue, Buildermans tongue prods at Telamons mouth, as if trying to enter.
Telamon shivers at the feeling, but immediately opens his mouth.
Builderman takes a sharp breath as his tongue enters Telamons mouth, exploring every inch and crevice of it.
Telamon, very obviously in love with the feeling, grabs onto the back of Buildermans jacket and slams himself backwards onto the ground, leaving Builderman leaning above him.
Neither seem to care much. The only thing they care about right now is each other. Their hearts pounding, their breaths quickening.
It takes them no more than five minutes to finally seperate and catch their breaths fully.
"Damn..." Builderman mumbles, sitting back.
Telamon, although free to sit up, stays sprawled out on the ground. "Uh... I liked that as well." He says, still out of breath.
Builderman wipes his mouth off; now wet from that exploring he just did. "Y'know, Tela, from this, I'm starting to wonder if you love me."
So that's how it feels, huh?
The drumming in his stomach, the urge to be as close to Builderman as possible, the strange warmth, the comfort he finds around Builderman.
If love is as messy,
unpredictable,
happy,
and enjoyable as Robloxians have put it...
There's no room for denial.
"I think that I might." Telamon says back.
"And if I said I loved you, what would you say?"
Builderman says, feeling more confident now.
"I think I would say that I love you as well." Telamon answers, pushing himself off of the ground to face him.
They stare at each other, just admiring the other, considering whether or not to do what they've just done ever again. With a small nod from the Builder, Telamon lunges toward him once more.
It's as if they're the only two in the world at the moment.
And to think such an amazing feeling came from only one simple question.