p data-p-id="60ed9d30148aa1666ec3d269542ac948"The silence wasn't ever uncomfortable or awkward for the two best friends. Even when Karkat stood with them or they simply all three lied themselves out of the couch to watch on of Karkat's movies. It was never unsatisfying. br /As of right now, it was even welcomed. Today was Saturday, a week after Tavros' incident and the few confusing words that were exchanged in a small kitchen. br /The brunette had thought an awful lot about what was said that next day, his mind playing into surreal scenarios. br /Gamzee didn't like boys. Gamzee liked girls. br /Tav knew this, as he's always known this. And he himself didn't really spend much time thinking about his sexuality, just knowing he liked Vriska, up until recent events. br /Okay, so maybe he liked boys just a little bit. But it was 2016, its not a big deal to like boys and girls, now is it? br /While the smaller began to become lost in thought once again, Gamzee had lost interest in the generic comedy show they had begun watching before placing a hand on his shoulder. br /"You okay Tavbro?" He sounded a bit raspy, like he was fighting up gravel every time he spoke. The Taurus snapped out of though with a, "hm?" Before nodding, laughing awkwardly. br /"Yeah I'm uh, fine. Just thinking about stuff." He retorted, looking down to where he was fiddling with the hem of his shorts. br /"What kinda stuff?" Gamzee prodded, shifting to lift a leg onto the couch. Tavros shrugged slightly, before huffing. br /"Just trying to sort my thought uh, out a little bit I guess. I'm not really think about anything um, in particular, just letting my mind wander." He explained with a hand tapping on his chin. Gamzee nodded in understanding, turning back to the television before Tavros looked over at him again, a surge of confidence going through him. Carefully he scooted of quietly, to not alert Gamzee and placed his head on the others shoulder. br /There is absolutely nothing romantic about this. Friends do this all the time. Right? br /At least he thought so, as Gamzee didn't even seem to notice. br / He looked over at the clock tiredly, the digital numbers reading 2:37 AM. He sighed and turned back, the only light coming from the screen. br /"Gamzee I'm tired." He said bluntly, cheek pressed up against his arm as they locked eyes. The older just shot him that lazy smile before blinking, taking a moment to process. br /"Do you want some help to your bed or do you wanna crash on the couch?" He asked, turning almost fully and causing Tavros to sit up. This weekend they were at his house, being as Gamzee's had stairs and his kitchen was upstairs. br /"I think I'll just crash on the couch." He said plainly, waving a hand before scooting back to lean against the arm of the couch. Gamzee laughed softly, before taking a gentle hold on his arm, pulling him up and next to him. br /"Aren't you tired though?" Tavros asked, before laying his crossed arms down on Gamzee's lap and then his head, eyes closing almost immediately. It didn't strike at strange or uncommon for them to be doing this. Bros could be cool with this, right? Gamzee always was, so Tavros was to. br /"Nah, if need be I'll just use your bed after you fall asleep. It's no big deal man." Gamzee said, a hand going down to play with the longer hair strands in his Mohawk, and Tavros smiled before yawning, feeling a little bit more drowsy. br /Tavros and /Gamzee and /They were great friends, and it didn't feel uncomfortable when those kisses were a little to close to be platonic, or if one stared a little longer than usual. Everything was alright, everything was gold and nothing could ever make it any less. br /br /br /p
p data-p-id="da436a163a58638df8301ea8ba1dbb53"strongI have been a little skeptical about continuing this, but it's rather late when I'm posting this, and the drabble is actually started to form some what of a plot I guess. /strong/p