EARLIER:
Jessa has retreated to the Gorg's garden after returning from the Shazzle Realm, still sour about seeing Zal's grave. Her limbs felt like jello after her tantrum in the Terrible Tunnel, and Jessa screamed so much that she knew for sure that her voice had gone out. No matter, she didn't feel like talking anyway. It was nighttime now, and she simply glared up at the full moon. It was all she could do at the moment. After handing Gobo her mom's diary, Jessa wasn't sure if she felt like coming back into the rock. Perhaps she should stay out here unless Boober made a fuss about her catching a cold. Speaking of which, Jessa hadn't seen him since she got back. Not that she bothered to look for him. She was still too emotional about what she saw in the Shazzle Realm to do so. But even then, Jessa didn't want to inflict her drama on the poor guy. He had enough problems with his anxiety and paranoia. Maybe once Jessa calmed down, she would return to her friends, family, and boyfriend.
"Jessa?"
She turned to see Gobo peering out of the rock but didn't say anything.
"Boober made radish bisque, you want some?"
"Maybe later," she replied, only to cough afterward from how strained her voice was.
"Man, you sound like you've been gargling a bag of nails."
Jessa grunted weakly, and Gobo sat next to her.
"I didn't read aunt Morrigan's diary," he admitted after a moment of silence. "I should've never made you go there."
Unable to use her voice, Jessa communicated with Gobo using her telepathy.
"I don't blame you for being curious. You're an explorer after all."
Gobo turned to her before speaking.
"Boober didn't approve of it, but I thought he was just being his usual nervous self. But after thinking about it for a bit, I realized I made a mistake. He was right."
"Neither of you are in the wrong. You were only curious and he was worried about my well-being. That's your respective nature."
"It doesn't excuse anything. And now Boober is mad at me."
"Why?"
"He was worried, that's why."
Jessa glanced down sadly as if to ponder.
"I'll talk to him later."
"Don't worry about it, Jessa."
"I'm not angry at you, Gobo. Remember that."
Gobo smiled before they were interrupted.
"Gobo, are you out here?"
The two turned to see Mokey behind them, still in the rock.
"Oh, hey Jessa," she greeted her.
"Hi Mokey."
"Boober was very worried about you."
"So I've heard. How is he?"
"He seems to have calmed down some, but he wants to see you."
Jessa couldn't help but feel relieved at that.
"Why are you not talking?"
"Her voice is strained," Gobo explained.
"Oh."
Jessa didn't remember heading inside with Mokey and Gobo but found herself heading for Boober's hole.
NOW:
After reuniting with each other, Boober fed Jessa some radish bisque and gave her a warm tea with honey to help her throat. Now they were cuddling in his bed, Boober smooching all over her and Jessa loving every second of it.
"Feeling better, my love?" He asked her softly.
"Yeah," Jessa replied, her voice slowly coming back. "Thank you for dinner and tea."
Jessa caressed his cheek while saying this, making Boober melt.
"Your health is very important," he murmured before kissing her lips.
Jessa moaned before hugging him, and Boober ran his fingers through her fur and rubbed her back. Jessa felt his hand up her shirt but kept kissing Boober. Soon, she ran her hands through his fur as well, only to be pleasantly surprised by how soft it was.
"Your fur is so soft," she commented sweetly.
"I used conditioner while showering."
Jessa hummed in reply and stole a kiss.
"I love how you always look after me."
Boober kissed her jawline in response before speaking.
"I never told you this earlier Jessa, but I'm proud of you."
Jessa looked up at him in confusion.
"For what?"
"For going somewhere that you never wanted to go back to. For Gobo."
"It's nothing to be proud of."
Boober buried his face into Jessa's neck and smooched her.
"Bravery seems to run in the family."
Jessa blushed at his muffled voice and hugged him.
"It wasn't as easy as you would believe."
"I'm still proud of you, Jessa."
Boober began kissing her neck.
"I don't say this enough, and I want you to know it."
"I'm just happy coming back to you and everyone else at the end of the day."
Jessa and Boober grinned at each other before sharing a kiss, their tails wagging.
"You're the sweetest, Boober."
Boober instinctually tightened his hold on Jessa and hummed deeply. They didn't talk for the rest of the night but enjoyed each other's company. Jessa didn't let go of Boober, nor did he let go of her. They eventually fell asleep, their hands still in each other's fur.