Sell your soul to Hussie, not me.
Hospital.
The hospital meant rehabilitation, night stays, and medication adjustments. Hospital meant testing and blood withdraws. Hospital. Clown boy was going to the hospital again and Tavros was curious. What really happened in there, in the psychiatric ward, Karkat couldn't even tell. Karkat, Gamzee's closest friend, didn't even know what happened behind those wooden double doors.
Tavros wanted to know.
He was curious. Genuinely curious as to what happened to his new found friend behind those doors. The older student didn't seem fazed in the least after his visits, but still... It worried bull boy. So Tavros decided he'd ask for himself.
Then he chickened out.
Of course Tavros would chicken out. There was no way he could ask his crush something so personal. It was rude to be so straightforward, at least that was what he told himself when he decided to be cowardly. But, maybe Gamzee would like it if he made the first move. That posed a huge problem. Br. Big Brown Eyes was too shy to make the first move just like he was too shy to ask Gamzee about his hospital visits or even to invite him over.