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Grian yawned, crossing over Gem’s bridge with no real purpose other than to get away from his base where for… some reason traps lay, probably a prank from Etho or Joel he was sure.
A walk around should be nice, i mean it was summer, he felt the sun shining onto his gold locks and seeping through the knit jumper he always wore.
His wings were tucked behind him, messy and in need of preening, but he was much too lazy to bother. For some reason the sunlight was making the light haired boy slightly drowsy and decided to stop by someone.. maybe Mumbo?
Scars base wasn’t too far, he felt that he was separated from him, it had only been a couple days really. surely his dear friend wouldn’t mind a visit from him?
Now his walk had purpose, off to Scars base it was. The walk wasn’t long, just over the bridge, saying hello to Mumbo, over a few hills and there he arrived.
Scar had been oh so busy on his silly base and Grian wanted attention, the good kind and not a stupid prank. It was a little while before he spotted Scar on the horizon, laying down some rocks and moss on a hill with his shiny shovel in hand.
“Hey mister!” Grian shouted, rubbing his eyes he ran up the new mound his friend had created,
“So you’ve been doing this instead of the bank? Your procrastination skills are getting impressive Scar” He chuckles, his voice getting to a normal level once he reaches the other boy, facing him and kicking his shin lightly so Scar would face him properly.
“Hey! I’ve been very busy this season I’ll have you know!” The other boy shoots back, acting offended but his expression was pleasantly playful and happy to see his songbird.
“Relax! I know, you’ve been too busy to hang out with me! I’m lacking attention from you and Mumbo now, and frankly that hurts” It was almost fake innocence to try and get Scar to give in, considering in the last world they were not able to be pried away from each other, if you didn’t know them you’d think they were dating.
Grian grins uncontrollably as his sunshine gasps at him.
“Oh G! Why didn’t you tell me- now I need to give you attention” Scar exclaims, looking over him as if he were physically injured, it was almost a joke but a part of him pained a little how he was so busy his boy was feeling neglected… not that he cared that much though.
Grian just snickers and try’s to cover it with puppy eyes.
“Come on then,” The darker haired boy puts down his shovel and building materials into a spare chest next to him, then beckons his friend to follow him down, to the little house* along the path, putting his arm on Grians shoulder for that extra balance, making Grian feel he had to lead the way.
*a/n - I want to say I know what scars base looks like but i havent watched him too much so idk what anything is apologies!!!
They reached the little building after a couple minutes of comfortable silence and the sound of footsteps beneath them. Even the smaller touch made the avian boy slightly flustered-this man was going to kill him someday he was sure. Scar occasionally glanced to his friend, making sure he wasn’t too drowsy, having noticed by the first interaction that he would rub his eyes, and his wings seemed lower than usual.
Scar unlocked the door with a passcode - fancy much? Grian was about to say, and led the younger boy in,
“Hey sit over there, you want anything to drink?”
“I’ll have water please”
The house was small and being small meant it was cozy, there was a little hallway to what he assumed was a bathroom and bedroom and a main room which was relatively open plan, consisting of a kitchen, some crafting tables ect in a corner with a bar, a dining table to seat 3 (Scar didnt often have guests to this house) and a living room, with cosy blankets for lazy days. Grian had never been here before, it was typically Scars main base he went to for cuddles and food… sometimes more
It felt homey and Grian settled onto the greenish couch that Scar had gestured to, and wrapped himself in a blanket as scar lay next to him, inviting himself under the fluffy blanket with his dear friend.
“Cuddles!” Grian complained, before scar finally wrapped his arm around his torso, and Grian hurried his head into the older boys neck, Scar could’ve sworn he felt Grians lips brush against his neck but didn’t comment… probably an accident.
They only kissed when drunk, and bored, and to make Mumbo jealous, aand- okay maybe they kissed a lot.
But that’s normal for them, being platonic was still their thing and besides it’s not like Grian would ever tell Scar about emotions.
They lay there for a while, just existing with eachother before one decided to speak up.
“Hey sunshine?” Pet names were also their thing - still totally platonic they would swear
“Can you clean my wings, i only trust you to do it” Grian looks up at him and Scars heart just melts, if only.
“Of course sweetheart, lay on your front”
And so Grian did, and feeling scars fingers brush through and comb through his wings, (because scars hair is important to him, he always has a comb) He feels like jelly and could almost fall asleep there if he didn’t want to relish in the moment of intimacy.
Scar made absolutely sure to not pull on the delecate red, yellow and blue feathers, ones he found so unique and beautiful about his boy, if only he knew. If only Grian knew how much this sweet boy wanted him.
This passed for about half an hour before Grians wings were beautiful once more, Scar sat and admired them, gosh his best friend really was beautiful.
Grian looked up, his face looking, almost too close to Scars.
“Done?” He knew he was, based on the lightness he felt, to be honest Grian didnt quite know why he asked, but Scar nodded anyways and smiled. That stupid smile sent Grian flushing once again, why was he so prone to redness?
Scars grin once again widened as he leaned in closer to Grian, Grian therefore sat up, and sat next to eachother, thighs pressed together and shoulders so close that a sheet of paper wouldn’t be able to fit between.
Grians face went tomato, and that made Scar giggle and press his oh so soft lips to Grians. The younger boy squeaked but melted like butter under his touch. Scar cupped his face as the kiss deepened. Grian knew what this was like but today it felt more intimate - real.
And so Grian kneaded his hands through the other boys gorgeous brown hair and kissed him like he meant it- Which oh god he did.
And scar? He flushed, typically with his more tanned skin, confidence when flirting with the other hermits and great composure he was the one making Grian turn beet red, but the wonderfully sweet kiss left his cheeks dusted a nice pink.
The kiss was over after a few seconds and the boys pulled back, grinning like teenagers after a first kiss.
“Scar.. I know it’s stupid but, I really like you and- and don’t feel pressed to say it back but-“ Grian started, wanting to fill the silence.
Scar cut him off with a peck on the lips,
“it’s okay G, I know, and I like you too, don’t worry” He smiled his stupid pretty Scar smile and ran his hand through Grians golden locks.
Grian just looked at him in pure adoration and shock. Scar thought he looked adorable like this and just had to kiss him again, this time with more want than before.
“G..” he muttered once they had pulled back
“Do you want to be my boyfriend?” Scar was unusually nervous for someone who typically seemed so collected and courageous, but Grian would have him on his knees in a heartbeat if he asked.
“Yes, I’d love that sunshine, I really would.”