[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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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.