You are now Gamzee Makara and you have never been so happy.
Three months does not seem like a long time for a relationship, but three years to you was like forever. It was strange that Tavros, that shy and timid troll, would ever ask to be in a quadrant with you, a red one none the less, but anyway, you still happily agreed to be his matesprite. That had been three months ago, every moment since then, you've decided, have been the best moments of your life. Today is one of your favorite moments though.
You lost track of time hours ago, but you're pretty sure it's at least three in the morning. You are curled up next to Tavros while he reads Pupa Pan out loud to you. His voice his quiet, yet calming at he recites each line from heart.
Eventually, you no longer care about the story and decided to take in details about your matesprite. Jegus, he was perfect. He had the softest hair, and the most beautiful eyes. You remind him of that everyday, but he blushes and brushes the comments off. So frickin' cute. His stutter was some times the most sexiest thing about him, even though he hated it. He was insecure about being in a wheelchair, though you never mind. It just gave you an excuse to sit in your boyfriend's lap. He loved to read and you enjoyed when eh read out loud to you.
But, there was one thing you loved about the troll that you would never be able to explain. Completely tuning out the story, you skim your fingers across your matesprite's chest until you find it. You feel the soft pulse against your fingertips, calming you instantly. You shift a little and rest your head against his chest, enjoying the soft thump that now fills your head like music.
You love him when he's like this, content and happy. He continues reading, adding slight vibrations into the mix.
You nuzzle lightly at his chest until he stops reading.
"Um, Gamzee, what are you, uh, doing?"
You don't notice until the thumping gets a little faster.
"Huh, wuh?" You look up, half asleep.
"You, uh, spaced out, I, um, think." He smiles a bit at you and you smiled back.
"Just up and cuddlin'." You nuzzle his chest again, hearing his heart rate go back to normal.
"Oh,uh, okay." He grins softly and goes back to reading.
You'll never tell him, but you love using him as your pillow.
A/n: Plotless, but yeah, there ya go
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