No one had ever made Gamzee feel quite the way Tavros made him feel. Whenever he was with him, he felt like something was gonna fly up out of his stomach through his mouth. Whenever his lips met Tavros', he was absolutely certain that the rest of the universe had disappeared around them and all time had stopped. When they curled up on the couch together, he felt no need to ever do anything but lay there with his boyfriend until the end of time. And when Tavros left him, he felt like a puppy whose owner had just dropped him off at the kennel.
He would sit and think about all the good times they had together, and all the times he screwed up and hurt him. He would panic that Tavros had left him for someone else, someone who actually deserved such a kind and compassionate person. He would think back to almost every single date they ever had, and then almost every single fight they ever had. He would watch the minutes tick by, then the hours, wanting nothing more than to be with his boyfriend. He would sit in fear that something happened to him, that death had taken his sweet Tavbro, his one ray of sunshine away from him. And when Tavros returned, Gamzee would all but smother him.
"I'm, uh, back, Gamzee," Tavros would say as he came through the door, and Gamzee would come charging at him, pulling him into an embrace. He would plant a kiss right on his lips, and then rest his head on his shoulder as Tavros hugged back.
"I mother fuckin' missed you," he would whisper in his ear.
"Gamzee, I, uh, was really only gone for a couple, uh, hours..."
"Two hours, thirty six minutes and seventeen seconds. Longest mother fuckin' two hours, thirty six minutes and seventeen seconds of my life, Tavbro."
Wow, this one was really short. What do you think, did I pack enough fluff in there?"