You stared at the box in front of you. It was brown, made of cardboard, and just about as boring as a box could be. There was crumpled, cheap tape plastered around it, sealing the opening. One of the corners was dented in, and grease stains spotted the top surface, making an almost polka dot effect. You raised an eyebrow, smiling at him, and he just nodded hopefully, urging you again.
"Come on, motherfucker, open it up!" He grinned excitedly, looking so proud of the box. You giggled at his expression; Gamzee Makara could be so cute! Tracing a fingernail across the tape, you rolled your eyes.
"Alright, alright, I'll open it!" You finally gave in, and his excited jump of joy made your heart skip a beat. The gift was something he'd made you for that silly human holiday a few days ago. It didn't matter to either of you that this was a little late. You'd gotten him something on that day; a small, delicately wrapped white box with a shiny bow on top. He'd stared at it like it was gold. Inside the box was a bracelet, and you smiled distantly at the memory of him first getting it.
Gamzee fumbled around with the box, looking for place where the wrapping was taped. You watched him curiously, tilting your head a slight bit in confusion. Why was he being so careful? The Makara was usually one of the most careless trolls; not that it made him any less likeable.
His face lit up when he found the spot and, taking great care, he peeled off the wrapping, making sure not to rip any of it. The bow was taken off last, and he stuck it with pride onto his shirt. That made you laugh. Inside of the box was a small, golden-brown bracelet. There was a bigger, indigo bead in the middle shaped like a heart. Gamzee put it on as soon as he finished examining it. He leaned over and hugged you tightly, kissing your neck. You mumbled blissfully, breathing in his familiar smell.
"I-It's like, a friendship bracelet." You explained. " From me to you. I think we'll always be friends, Gamzee, maybe even something a little more."
"Thanks, Tavbro." He replied. "I love it. Really."
And you could tell he meant it.
Snapping back to reality, you looked up to see the bracelet still on his wrist. You tore the tape with your fingernail and opened the box slowly, revealing a bunch of crumpled, white tissue paper and a folded piece that had a crude drawing of you. Smiling and then setting it aside for a moment, you continued through the tissue paper to find a piece of jewelry almost identical to yours. The colors were flipped, though; the bracelet he'd gotten for you was indigo, and the heart golden-brown. Your face was suddenly hot, and he looked at you with big eyes.
"Now we both have them, see?" He held up his arm, the thing on his wrist catching a ray of bright sun from outside. "We're like, matching motherfuckers."
You started to break down. "G-Gamzee..." Right after wiping away tears threatening to spill, you put the bracelet on your wrist and smiled hugely at it. "Thank you!"
"I kinda had Kanaya help..." He admitted with a shrug. "Making bracelets is an all up and hard thing to do."
` "That doesn't matter. It's perfect. I love it. I love you." You continued showering him with compliments and all he could do was watch you babble, all silly and emotional. You really did love it. You loved it so, so much.
"I love you too, Tav. And I always motherfucking will." He took your hand and squeezed it lightly, looking slightly embarrassed himself. "Forever."
"F-Forever?" Forever was an awfully long time.
"Mm-hm. That sounds about right."
"It's... It's a promise, then."
"...A promise."