You open your eyes the next morning to a face full of Gamzee. He must have curled around you in the night because your face is buried in his chest, but it doesn't matter much, because you can feel his heartbeat, and the closeness and heat of this moment is so nice. The relaxation mixed with the I-can't-believe-we-just-did-that and the little bit of uneasiness is soothing. You smile for what seems like no reason and cuddle yourself closer to your lover.
When he wakes, he kisses you good morning. His voice is scratchy and he comes off as a little inebriated, slurring and wobbling with sporadically changing vocal pitch as he stretches the sleep from his muscles. After that you spend most of the day cuddling in the bed, only moving to get food. He traces his long, slender fingers over your body, and you blush remembering all the places those fingers touched the night before. He tells you stories, too, stories about his childhood and his mother and the places he'd lived overseas. You love his stories, and knowing they're real this time makes it much better.
Things go like this for the next ten days. Every day you both promise that you'll actually be productive, but it isn't meant to be, and you often just fall into bed or onto the couch. Sometimes you just cuddle but more often its more hardcore than that and you just can't get enough.
Your mother is excited to see you so happy with him. The two of you get together on a day when Gamzee gets an emergency call from his brother. You don't want to pry, so you aren't exactly sure what's going on, but it does open an opportunity for a one-on-one with mom.
"Have you told him yet?" is her very first question. Your face falls and your heart nearly stops because wow, you haven't got very long at all.
"Not yet," you sigh. You drop your shoulders and link your fingers together on your lap. "I don't, um…I don't know how…"
She smiles at you in that warm motherly way. "Well, Tavros, I think that it's wonderful that you can spend this time in love and in bliss." A tear rolls down her cheek before she abruptly stands, kisses your forehead, and leaves. You want to go after her, but you figure it's probably best to leave her alone with her thoughts.
You find that it's actually going to be really difficult to tell him that you've only got a few days left. After so long being so calm about it, you never really thought it would affect anyone other than your mother. Sure, you have friends, but they've all said their good-byes and gone about their lives. You never really loved anyone enough that this would be hard to say. You never had anything to lose. You aren't scared, really, at least not of the dying thing. You just…don't want to break his heart.
In three days, you find that it's just going to be a million times more difficult than you originally thought, so you figure you just won't tell him. After he falls asleep you spend the night on his computer.
The next morning you are up before the sun. Gamzee doesn't move a muscle as you hoist yourself out of his bed and into your chair. You kiss him on the lips, run your fingers through his hair, and head to the top of the hill right behind his house. The sun will be rising soon, and you know for a fact that you can see it rise over the entire city from the top of that hill.
You can see into forever from the top of that hill.