This chapter is really freaking short. Wow. Oh well.
Homestuck doesn't belong to me blahblahblah...
Gamzee's face was red, though Tavros couldn't see it because of his face paint. Gamzee's eyes were wide. His heart was beating. He wasn't sure if this was something people just did or what. He had had his first kiss before, but he wasn't the one who started it all. It was the other person who dived in for that shit. And he never really kissed anyone after that. If he did, it was usually just platonic kisses. He never really was the person to go smooching people. But Tavros was just sitting there and laughing with him while they were sitting on the floor, playing some card game. He was probably worse than Gamzee was. Maybe he hadn't even had his first kiss, Gamzee thought. But then he took a second look at him and decided that he had to.
But Gamzee knew that if he didn't make a move, no one would. Nothing would change, and they would remain just friends forever. But maybe that wasn't so bad. Maybe that's the way things were supposed to be. Maybe just being friends for eternity was something Gamzee could deal with if it meant he wouldn't have to risk scaring him off. Because what if he made his move and he was disgusted? What if he told him to get out, to never come back? Gamzee didn't have to come back anymore. It had been two months already. He was free of his community service now, not that it stopped him from coming here every day anyway.
He was scared of losing him, Gamzee knew. Gamzee wanted to be here forever. He wanted to come here every day and visit Tavros, maybe bring his guitar like he had been doing every now and then and sing for the kids in the lobby, paint Tav a picture, draw with him some more, play some cards with him some more. But Gamzee also wanted to kiss him, feel his lips brush up against his own, feel his teeth clack with his, his tongue slide into his mouth, pressing up against his lips and exploring his mouth. Gamzee wanted to show him he had these feelings for him that couldn't motherfucking be described in words he could understand. So, he went for it.
When Tavros put his cards down, looking down at them and then back up at Gamzee with those brown eyes that were half closed caused by his happy smile due to the fact that he had won this round, along with all of the others, Gamzee put his palms on the floor and slowly leaned himself forward, lifting himself off of his legs which he had been sitting on. He stopped smiling the second Gamzee started leaning and replaced his facial expression with one of confusion. Gamzee was pretty sure that when he came an inch from his face, that's when Tavros instantly turned red. And Gamzee was pretty sure that right before their lips met, Tavros whispered half of Gamzee's name. But he couldn't know for sure, because everything went by so fast, even though it was like slow motion. It was like everything stopped suddenly. The world stopped turning. Waves stopped splashing. Dogs stopped barking. Butterflies stopped fluttering. Every thing and every one stopped to look at them.
And when Gamzee pulled away two seconds in to look at Tav's face, it was probably the best thing he had ever seen in his life. Tavros's face was red. His eyes were huge. His pupils were concentrated on Gamzee and Gamzee alone. It was just a peck on the lips, just a peck. But that was all Gamzee needed. It certainly wasn't all he wanted, but it was all he needed. He just needed to feel his lips on his one time before he started telling him to get out, before he got mad or scared. Gamzee wondered if it would be worth it. He decided it wasn't. He decided that he could've held back longer. He could've thought about it longer. He could've prevented being thrown out of his room. He could've held back forever if he had known it meant he was going to have to go back to life without Tavros.
Gamzee jumped to his feet and backed up away from him. "Tav. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I didn't-... I couldn't-... I just-... I'm-..." he stuttered, "I didn't mean..." Gamzee stopped and looked down at his feet. "You don't even have to say anything, okay? I'll just leave. Sorry."
"G-Gamzee!" Tavros shouted, causing Gamzee to stop turning around and to look at him. "I-... It's okay. Actually, it's more than okay. Uh, I don't know what word to use to describe it. Um... You don't have to leave. Actually, please.. don't. Don't, uh, go. We aren't done playing cards, and we were going to draw and everything today too. I mean, you even brought your, uh, paints and stuff..." He didn't break his eye contact like he usually did when speaking to Gamzee. His eyes were just wide, and his face got a deeper shade of red with each sentence he stumbled on. As he talked, his voice's volume went down.
After a couple of moments of silence, Tavros gulped and basically exclaimed, closing his eyes, "O-Or you could just, uh, kiss me again!" And that was all Gamzee wanted.
That's it. He was perfect. He was the sweetest perfection Gamzee could've ever imagined. Even if he didn't think so, he was amazing, spectacular, outstanding, perfect. And what did Gamzee do to deserve something like this? What did he do to get blessed like this? How did he get room 620? There were at least 1000 rooms in that building, and someone picked his soulmate's out of a hat.
Before he knew it, he was back on the floor. And he did it right this time. He kissed him right, not quickly and sloppily like last time. There weren't any tongues or anything. It was just a simple, long kiss that he never wanted to end. Tavros's lips were slightly chapped and were pressing up against Gamzee's lightly. And he broke it to look at Tavros. Gamzee suddenly broke out into a grin. Tavros was the first to start giggling, then laughing. Gamzee soon followed. They were so incredibly cheesy.
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