[RL with Gamzee]

[clapifyoubullieve]

Thanks to the speed of his kickass rocket chair, it didn't take Tavros very long to get to the Land of Tents and Mirth. Unfortunately, it seemed like it was just enough time to allow him to check his community messages and, consequently, be forced to come to a rather upsetting and very embarrassing realization that, in all honesty, probably shouldn't have come as much of a surprise.

But it did, and he felt dumb and more than a little bit down about it, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't looking forward to hugging it out with his bro as much as said bro was. He flew around LOTAM, slowing his pace as he kept his eyes peeled for Gamzee below.

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[clapifyoubullieve]

To say that Gamzee's enthusiasm surprised him would be kind of an understatement, but it'd be a flat out lie to say it didn't make him feel good. Of course, the bone-crushing squeeze was possibly a bit excessive...

"Uh, wow, uh, G-Gamzee... I think maybe, uh, I can't breathe?"

[motherfinghonk.livejournal.com]

"Oh, sorry, man," Gamzee mumbled lowly, loosening his grip a little but still hugging him tight. "Mrmghhh I don't know what the fuck is going on and shit, but mother fuck these hugs are more addicting that the motherfuckin' pies."

Though he probably didn't realize it (or care) right at this moment, something in the back of his sopored mind told him that this wasn't his normal behavior. It was different, and sort of crossing all sorts of physical boundaries that two friends normally don't cross, but Tavros seemed real chill about it. Man, it's what made Tavros such an awesome bro. He was so chill about everything.

[clapifyoubullieve]

Tavros breathed out as soon as he was able to, and then wrapped his arms around Gamzee in turn, wiggling to find a comfy spot in the pile again. "Heh, well, I don't have anywhere to be for a while, I think, as Vriska is, I don't know, spending time with John or something? Sooo..."

[motherfinghonk.livejournal.com]

Gamzee hummed contently, getting lost in the warmth and comfort that this skinship was all getting him into. He hoped that he wouldn't just fall asleep here. Then again, that would be kinda awesome. Sleeping on the horn pile after a wicked session of unplugging the emotional outlets. Shit sounded like a great idea, and everyone should be able to access such a wonderful service. That was an idea he tucked away into the depths of his mind for later.

"Yeahhh? Well, fuck, more hugs for me, then," he said, his voice muffled into Tavros's shirt. "And for you too, yeah, hehe..."

[clapifyoubullieve]

"Yeah, heh." Tavros honestly didn't mind, even if it was considered kind of weird to be hashing out all this emotional stuff and hugging on a pile with somebody you weren't red for. The affection was really, really nice, and not something he ever got outside of cuddling with his animal friends. Maybe it was because of a virus, but that was okay; nobody had to know he was maybe pretending Gamzee wanted to hug him just because, a little bit.

He unconsciously tightened his hold and sighed contentedly.