Sell your soul to Hussie, not me.
Finals were almost over, but Gamzee wanted to attempt to progress in his relationship with Tavros. Even though it hadn't been long since their first official meeting, which was surprisingly a big accident all together, he still felt the time was right. Right now was definitely the right time. He could trust the brown eyed boy enough to at least let on what was going on in his own mind. There was no problem in that. So he invited said freshman over to his shared house. Until Tavros arrived, Gamzee would have plenty of time to himself to make pies or whatever else he pleased. So, he graciously took the time to look up how to make special brownies and slam some Faygo while throwing some sick fires. Yes, it would be quite the amazing day.
When the younger arrived, he let himself in, just as Gamzee had told him to do via text much earlier. It looked like he had just recently dyed his hair again, considering all the brown was gone and it was looking jet black again. Tavros had ditched his button up over shirt in the heat, and ended up switching his usual black shirt out for a tan one that went with his wicked brown cargo shorts that were great for storing the various mediums he worked with on large projects. Speaking of which, those pockets were chock full of various things. Once in the dining room slash kitchen he set down his portfolio bag and took out his current project.
Gamzee smiled to himself. Art style was a perfect way to introduce the topic he wanted to bring up. "Tavbro, how come your stuff is motherfuckin' adorabull?" He asked as he began to sift through the other kid's artwork.
"Um, well... I, uh, don't know?" He half asked.
The taller smirked his double smirk and went to take his miraculous pie out of the oven. Damn, pie was the shit. If only Dave hadn't left, they could all enjoy some motherfucking miracles together! "Naw man, I mean, why? I got demons all up in my head and shit, so my papers all have fucked up meanings and shit in them. Like I'm trapping some motherfucking nightmares all up in there."
This is what happens, when I drop that other format
It's way less lighthearted...
But that's kind of why I ditched the format for this.
I really needed Gamzee to say this.
The format would not allow such a hideous thing.
But it's beautiful!
