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Characters: Equius Zahhak and Gamzee Makara
Location: The Hive of Inappropriate Touching and Hugs, now featuring a Darkleer's fist-shaped stained glass window!
Time: After this thread
Style: STRONG
Status: Closed

[As requested, Equius slinks off to find Gamzee. That was a pretty embarrassing confession he just vomited out, and he really just wants to go out in the backyard and brood with the chocobos for awhile. Buuuuuut then he'd just have to talk about it later.]

[His life is suffering.]

[He finds Gamzee in their room, and stands in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe and looking nervous and impossibly uncomfortable. Also sweaty.]

Hey.

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Yeah.

[Gamzee leans back, quiet for a few moments before he suddenly remembers. He struggles to sit upright underneath Equius' weigh, nearly smacking him in the face with one of his skin-and-bones elbows.]

Wait. Fuck. Lemme up. I remember some thing.

Huh? Oh... yeah, okay.

[Equius rolls away, freeing Gamzee, and then lays on his back, staring moodily up at the ceiling.]

[Gamzee gets up and trudges away without another word. It doesn't take him long; he only went across the hall to his and Wataru's old bedroom. It's easier to keep real important things in there. That door is usually shut after all, which prevents any accidental Darkleer Damage.

The chocobo, not the ancestor.

When he returns though, he's holding a little vial between his fingers. Lily was the best. The best.]

[Equius glances over, and he recognizes that vial. He sits up with a jolt, a wide, helpless grin spreading across his face.]

Lily made some for you too?

[Lily is the best human sister person!]

[Gamzee blinks in surprise, looking at the vial.]

You all fuckin' got the down low on what this is?

[Let's not get into how he knows about it.]

Drink it! Drink it, drink it, drink it! I'm going to touch you, I'm going to hold you, it's going to be the most amazing thing I've ever experienced!

Hahaha, hold your fuckin' hoofbeasts, babe.

[Gamzee sits down on the edge of the bed again, clumsily uncorking the vial before he tips it back all in one go. The taste doesn't bother him. He's drank weirder stuff, really.]

[Equius leans in, not even bothering to hide the anticipation on his face.]

Is it working yet?

[Gamzee blinks, staring down at his own hands, still holding the vial in one hand. He doesn't feel different. Warm, kinda. But not different. How is her going to know if this is--

then the vial snaps in his fingers, crushed in his suddenly STRONG hand.]

[... yep. It's working.]

Did you hurt your hand?

[Equius reaches out, in theory to take Gamzee's hand and investigate it for splinters of glass, but really, he just wants to touch him. He does so tentatively, hesitantly, his fingers just brushing over Gamzee's forearm, and he looks into his matesprit's face for verification. Did that hurt? Is this okay?]

[Gamzee shakes his hand, brushing away the splinters of glass. A few pin-pricks of indigo bead his skin where his skin was cut but all in all it is not that terrible.]

I'm fine.

And... and I'm not hurting you?

[Equius knows Lily's potions work, he's experienced them with both his human sister and with Karkat, but he still needs that verification that he's not hurting Gamzee.]

I can touch you, and it's okay?

[He slowly slides his hand up Gamzee's arm.]

[Gamzee quickly wipes his hand on his pants before he turns, crashing into Equius, wrapping his arms tightly around his chest.]

You ain't hurting me. You ain't fuckin' hurting me at all.

[When Gamzee crashes into Equius, he actually drives him backwards, pushing him down on the bed, and Equius laughs, a loud, ringing peal of pure joy.]

Oh my god, Lily is the best!

[He wraps his arms around Gamzee and squeezes, pressing his face close into the side of his neck.]

[Gamzee laughs, squeezing him tight. Even if it is Equius who can't really touch him, Gamzee too is absolutely thrilled with this. Sure he can touch Equius, but it is not the same as receiving a full-body tight as fuck hug from his boyfriend.]

Fuck, she is. She really fuckin' is.

Mmmmmm...

[Equius presses as close to Gamzee as he can. He's gotten a little better at this hugging thing since the long-ago RPG curse--he isn't tackling Gamzee off a pier and into a pond, after all. But he's still not very good at it... lack of practice, you know. There's no mistaking his enthusiasm, though.]

I never want to let you go.

[They definitely should get a nice hour of good practise in.]

Me neither.

[He curls up close against Equius, as if he is trying to crawl into his skin, his arms wrapped firmly around his waist. And sure they could kiss. Make out some. But to be honest, just getting to hug him as he is is already amazing enough for him.]

[Kissing would involve letting Gamzee go, and Equius has no intent of doing that. He's just going to bury his face in Gamzee's chest and cling to him like a life-preserver in a storm-tossed sea, feeling his weight in his arms and his heart beating close to his cheek.]

[Gamzee squeezes his shoulder back, content to let him lean close, and somewhat lose himself in the sensation of strong arm actually holding him rather than just hoovering near his skin.]

[Equius nuzzles at Gamzee's chest.]

You're so thin... are you getting enough to eat?

[A silly question, really, considering he's seen Gamzee eat everyday and knows that he doesn't exactly hold back when he's chowing down. But the only other troll he's held this closely is Darkleer, and Gamzee is significantly smaller than that.]

[He laughs, toying a little with Equius' hair, trying to be careful.]

Ain't you up and see me fuckin' eat all the fuckin' time? I eat, brother. It just don't do nothing for me.

[Mostly cause he keeps growing taller and taller.]

Heh... yeah.

[Oooh, Equius likes that! Gamzee can play with his hair whenever he wants. But right now... oh holy crap, right now he can play with Gamzee's hair too! He reaches up with one hand and slides it into Gamzee's wild curls, letting them tangle between his fingers, feeling their wiry texture against his skin.]

[Oh yes. petting.

Gamzee leans into his hand with a low purr, his eyes sliding shut. He can't help it. Getting his hair petted is incredibly comforting. Wataru used to do it a bunch, but since he left, he hasn't really gotten that much of it anymore. Well the occasional head pat from Darkleer. And those are pretty snazzy too.]

[Headpats from Darkleer are the best, no lie.]

[Equius tries to run his fingers through Gamzee's hair, but they keep getting caught and snarled, and he stops, not wanting to pull his hair by accident.]

Hey... can I brush this out for you?

[Aurthor used to brush his hair, and it always helped him relax and feel better whenever he was upset about something.]

If ya wanna. Don't be sore if you can't though. It just kinda fuckin' all gets like that.

[He motions his hand a little to indicate 'like that'. It does tend to get a huge mess. And it hasn't exactly been cut since... wow, when had he arrived here again?]