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Your name is TAVROS NITRAM, and you've got a flushed crush on a certain purple-blooded clown.
You don't know how or why it started, it just kind of...manifested over time.
Like one day you caught yourself thinking about him and it sort of went on from there. You know what I mean.
You were just thinking about him while playing a game or something, when you got a troll from him.
terminallyCapricious [TC] began trolling adiosToreador [AT] at 1:35 pm.
TC: yO tAv
TC: yOu ShOuLd CoMe To My HiVe
TC: BeCaUsE iM bOrEd As FuCk RiGhT nOw
TC: AnD yOuR pReTtY
TC: cOoL tO hAnG oUt WiTh
TC: So WhAt Do YoU sAy LiL bRo??
AT: oH UHH,,,
AT: sURE gAMZEE,
AT: iLL BE THERE IN A MINUTE,
adiosToreador [AT] stopped trolling terminallyCapricious [TC] at 1:37 PM.
You smile to yourself. You always love hanging out with Gamzee, though it is getting harder to hide your feelings for him.
You look down at your legs, and realize they are useless, and you don't really have a way to actually get there. You really don't like wheeling places with your arms, but that might be the only way.
It's alright. It'll be worth it.
You love Gamzee, if only there was the slightest chance he loved you back.
You sigh, saying goodbye to Tinkerbull and start making your way to the door.
After around four minutes of struggling, you make it out of the door and look to your right.
You've still got about two blocks to Gamzee's house.
It's okay, it'll be worth it.
As you wheel to Gamzee's house, it starts to get a lot easier, until you realize you are rapidly going downhill with no way to stop. You close your eyes, waiting for it all to end.
Your four-wheeled device hits a rock or something, sending you flying out of it.
Your face hits the hot pavement. It burns.
You kinda just...lay there for a moment in defeat.
Until something picks you up and puts you back into your four-wheeled device. You open your eyes to see no other than Gamzee Makara. This has to be a dream.
GAMZEE: "yOu OkAy LiL bRo?"
You feel your face flush. Mostly because you just ate pavement and it burned, but also because that is your FLUSHED CRUSH right in front of you, wearing a worried expression you've never seen and it makes your heart do cartwheels in your chest because you're pretty much horns over heels for him and-
You realize you still haven't answered him.
TAVROS: "uH, yEAH, THANKS gAMZEE,"
Gamzee looks up the hill you just rolled down (he happened to live at the bottom of it) and then back at you.
GAMZEE: "DiD yOu RoLl AlL tHe WaY tHe FuCk HeRe?"
TAVROS: "uHM,,,YEAH,,?"
He chuckles, then puts a hand on your shoulder.
GAMZEE: "I wAs WoNdErInG wHaT wAs TaKiNg So LoNg, HeH."
He smiled. You feel a little embarrassed.
GAMZEE: "yA kNoW, yA cOuLdA jUsT sEnT mE a QuIcK tRolL aNd Id Be At YoUr hIvE iN nO tImE."
TAVROS: "yEAH, sORRY, i DIDNT WANNA BOTHER YOU,"
GAMZEE: "dOnT wOrRy AbOuT iT lIl BrO."
He starts wheeling you inside his hive. It's nice not to have to do it for once.
You're instantly hit with the bitter stench of sopor slime mixed with Faygo. You don't mind those smells separately, but together, they're...less than pleasant. Trying to be polite, you don't say anything as he takes you into his abultion block.
TAVROS: "wHATRE WE DOING IN HERE,"
GAMZEE: "yA gOt A pReTtY bAd ScRaTcH oN yOuR fAcE. tHiS'lL hUrT."
TAVROS: "wHAT-"
He puts a napkin covered in rubbing alcohol on the cut on your cheek. It hurts really bad and makes you wince.
TAVROS: "a-agh..."
You squeeze your eyes shut, gripping your four-wheeled device.
GAMZEE: "sOrRy, TaVbRo, I gOtTa Do ThIs."
After like two seconds, the pain is drenched in cold water. It feels really nice and relaxing. You open your eyes and look in the mirror to see a large(ish) bandage on your face. It looks kind of stupid, but that's okay.
You look back at Gamzee. His expression is uncharacteristically soft, and he's smiling. You don't even notice it, but he's also holding one of your hands.
Neither of you really notice, but you start drifting together, eyes falling shut. He moves to hold your other hand.
-and suddenly you're kissing. It's soft, and nice, unlike pretty much everything about him. He could tear you apart if he wanted, but instead, it's...this. You tilt your head for a better angle, you're sure your cheeks are dark brown now. And then you realize-
You and Gamzee are friends. You are kissing your FRIEND. Your eyes snap open.
Flustered, you push him away. You can see him blushing under his now smudged face paint.
TAVROS: "iM SO SORRY GAMZEE, i JUST GOT CAUGHT UP IN THE MOMENT, i DIDNT MEAN TO KISS YOU, iM SO SORRY, i-"
GAMZEE: "tAvRoS."
TAVROS: "hUH,?"
GAMZEE: "iM sO mOtHeRfUcKiN fLuShEd FoR yOu."
No way. There's absolutely no way. This isn't real. You check his face for deception or humor, and don't find any. Oh gog, It is real.
TAVROS: "i UH,"
TAVROS: "iVE BEEN FLUSHED FOR YOU TOO,,,"
Gamzee grins.
GAMZEE: "mOtHeRfUcKiN aWeSoMe."
a moment of awkward silence lingers between you. After a minute, you speak.
TAVROS: "sO,,,i GUESS WE'RE MATESPRITS NOW?"
GAMZEE: "hElL yEaH."
You spend the rest of the afternoon hanging out with your new matesprit. You don't even care about the smell of his hive anymore. Eventually, you end up staying the night, cuddled up in his arms, warm and comfortable. You are so happy with him. You don't want anything more than this.