Notes- For this oneshot, Gamzee and Tavros share a bed, as a recoup Ron (r however you spell that) is to small for the both of them.
Rated- T for cursing
Uploaded on May 31st 2012
© Andrew Hussic owns Homestuck
Best Bros Chapter 2
It's Only a Scratch
Tavros sat nervously on a couch in his and his lover's hive. He sat by himself, which was one of the reasons he was so nervous. His lover, named one Gamzee Makara, had yet to return home, and it was getting rather late. Gamzee usually stayed out for an hour or two, but never as late as he was currently.
That was only the first thing that young Tavros was worried about. Gamzee's health had never been the best, what with his drinking and smoking, the latter thanks to a certain David Strider. Tavros frowned as rain poured down outside his home. Rain for them was a rare occurrence, and none of the trolls were particularly happy about being caught in it. It led to problems that none of them were willing to deal with.
Tavros was about to go out himself and look for Gamzee, when the front door opened suddenly, and a soaked indigo blood troll rushed through, slamming the door behind him.
Tavro's examined Gamzee carefully, searching with his eyes for anything that may be wrong. A limp or a cut. Even a bruise. But he found nothing.
Gamzee panted, out of breath from his run through the rain and smiled at Tavros, "Sup bro."
Gamzee leaned against the door, appearing casual, but Tavros saw the faint glimmer of pain in his eyes, heard it in his voice.
Tavros approached Gamzee, worry showing in his eyes, "Where did you go? You're soaking…"
Gamzee smiled softly before closing his eyes in a larger grin, "S'no big deal bro! I ran into some bros while I was out. Nothing's wrong."
Tavros's eyes narrowed suspiciously, "I didn't say anything was." Gamzee's breath hitched softly at his mistake, but Tavros caught it. "Now I'll ask it. What's wrong Gamzee? Are you alright?"
Gamzee sighed and slid down the door until he was sitting on the floor. Tavros kneeled down to him immediately. Gamzee never acted like this.
"…yeah. I'm fine bro." Catching the hesitation in his lover's voice, Tavros frowned, before pulling Gamzee's torso from the metal door.
"Whatcha doing Tavros?"
Ignoring him, Tavros carefully ran his fingers over Gamzee's torso, then moved onto his back. When he reached a spot on his shoulder blade, where he found the shirt to be ripped open, Gamzee's breath hitched, and he whimpered quietly.
That was the last straw for Tavros. Carefully, he pulled off Gamzee's shirt as quickly as he could without causing the other pain. When the shirt was discarded, he twisted so he could inspect the damage.
"No bro, you don't need to look…" Gamzee started saying, but the damage had been done. Tavros stared wide eyed at the long gash that ran across Gamzee's back. Knowing this, Gamzee sighed "Tavros, I'm fine. Nothing happened-"
"Don't even tell me that! You come home bleeding and expect me to believe that you're alright? That's bullshit!"
Gamzee's eyes widened slightly at the rare swear that left Tavros's mouth, before he chuckled. "I guess you're right. I'm sorry."
Tavros frowned and stood quickly, before he ran into the other room. Gamzee watched him go with wide eyes filled with fear.
'Does that mean he doesn't forgive me? Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…' Tavros returned, his hands holding a roll of white gauze, but stopped to watch Gamzee have a small panic attack. A smile appeared on his face. He was greatly amused at his love's unnecessary panic, whether he should've been or not.
"Relax I'm back." Gamzee's head whipped to where Tavros's voice came from, and surprised Tavros be immediately latching onto his metal legs, shoulders shivering.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Gamzee whispered and Tavros frowned concerned. Gamzee was never this emotional. His back must have been hurting him more than he let on. And indeed it was. Gamzee's back currently felt as if it was on fire. He whimpered as the skin shifted, sending fresh waves of agony down his spine.
Tavros knelt down and carefully moved Gamzee off him before beginning to bandage his back. As Gamzee calmed down slightly, Tavros worked the bandage around his chest and back, covering his whole upper torso in the white cloth.
When he finished, Gamzee sighed in relief, and leaned against Tavros, wary of his cut.
"You never did tell me how you got that cut." Tavros said quietly. Gamzee sighed, sad.
"Got jumped. The bro's did it. I didn't bring them their drugs." Tavros's eyes widened. He was proud of his matesprite for refusing to sell drugs, and he was pissed at Gamzee's so called, 'moirails.'
Tavros was snapped out of his thoughts as Gamzee whispered again, "I'm sorry Tav."
He smiled sadly and carefully wrapped his arms around the hurting troll. Gamzee happily nuzzled into Tavros's shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin through his shirt. Feeling something wet, Tavros realized that Gamzee was still soaked, minus his torso.
Startling Gamzee, Tavros picked his lover up and carried him to their room. Gamzee yelped, "Holy shit you're strong. How in the fuck? I'm taller than you!"
Tavros snickered, "By one inch. And you didn't have to wheel yourself around all the time now did you."
Gamzee sighed, "Point proven," as he was set carefully on their bed. Tavros watched as Gamzee carefully shook off his pants and climbed under the covers. He laid on his side and just stared up at Tavros. "Whatcha doing now?"
Tavros went into the bathroom and grabbed a towel, before returning and helping Gamzee sit up again. "You're going to get the pillows all wet if you don't dry your hair."
Pouting childishly, Gamzee closed his eyes as Tavros wiped off the runny makeup from his face, and then proceeded to dry his hair.
He shivered pleasantly as Tavros brushed the base of his horns, sending pleasure into his system that made the previous pain recede.
Fully aware of what he was doing, Tavros continued to lightly touch his love's horns until he was completely relaxed. Having dried Gamzee's hair, Tavros lowered the now limp troll to the pllows, where he laid with a goofy grin on his face.
"…That was different."
Tavros stuck his tongue out playfully before discarding his shirt and climbing into bed beside his lover.
Gamzee smirked at him, "Ya wanna-"
"No." Tavros said amused. He hit him on the head with a pillow. "Now go to sleep. I'll change the bandages in the morning."
Gamzee smiled and cuddled into Tavros's front. He whispered, "Thanks for being there. Thanks for not letting me go. Thanks for loving me. Thanks for everything."
Tavros smiled warmly down at his Gamzee, "Anytime."
"I love you."
"Yeah. I love you too."