Pulling up to the parties

[mo_cara]

WHO: Gamzee Makara, Tavros Nitram, and anyone who wants to PAR-TAY
TONE: Hilarious, fun
RATING: PG-13 to R for possible shenanigans
WHEN: May 5th
WHERE: Empty classroom
WHAT: Gamzee is throwing a birthday bash for his bro! Everyone is invited!
STATUS: Ongoing


There was food. There was music. There were sparkly lights. There was booze. There was even a ridiculously oversized cake, though that had yet to be wheeled in. Gamzee had done everything he could to make sure the birthday party he was throwing for Tavros was well attended, and everyone knew the best way to get a hopping party was to let the Hufflepuffs know they were all invited. Which he had. And then, of course, he had to get the word out to absolutely everyone else he didn't think would be a bastard to his boy.

And then it was just a matter of getting permission to use one of the empty classrooms (he made sure to go through Iroh), setting everything up, waiting for people to come, throwing a blanket silence charm in the hall to disguise everything, and then dispatching Karkat to go get Tavros. When the Hufflepuff showed up, there would be a roomful of people waiting to yell surprise at him, a band with some sweet tunes, and a particularly tastyfine present Gamzee intended to give his bro later.

Because some shit was worth the wait.

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[mo_cara]

But if Gamzee was displeased by the answer, it didn't show. His smile didn't falter as he opened the door to the classroom to usher Equius inside. "Ain't gonna be no quickie, no back door in and out. You can put it on now, but you ain't coming out until the right time. And I got me a notion all up in my pan for what you'll do when you get out."

It was something he'd been thinking about last night, a final, perfect touch to the whole thing. "Sit down." He pointed at one of the desks.

[centaurstestes]

He swept into the room, holding his head high because it was all he felt he could do. Running, backing down wasn't an option, as much as he wanted to run back to his room and hide. From himself and his bad choices, and the way each one simply piled on top of each other, burying him deeper and deeper in his own shame.

Saying nothing about Gamzee's "plans," he sat down as directed, folding his hands in his lap and keeping his eyes on the Slytherin. He should have known better than to have trusted the snake in the first place.

[mo_cara]

The funny thing was, Gamzee was actually usually pretty trustworthy. And if Equius had refused him, he probably wouldn't have told anyway - what would the point have been? But he was a snake, and with that came a certain willingness to do what had to be done to get what he wanted. It just wasn't a side many people got to see.

The lanky boy slouched over to the desk, and without preamble sat himself down on it, in front of Equius. One long leg was stretched out to rest on the back of the Ravenclaw's seat, caging the other boy in on that side, and Gamzee pulled a small compact from his pocket, along with a brush. "Think you can hold still, motherfucker?"

[centaurstestes]

Nope, nope. Everything is drama and backstabbings in Equius's head. Just your typical, pureblooded antics. He understood. It was his fault for opening himself up to someone, even someone of common blood. This is why he didn't speak of his problems.

He just stared at Gamzee's leg at first, then at the compact. Finally, he raised his eyes to the Slytherin, eyebrows raised and lips pursed. "I can do my own make-up, Makara."

[mo_cara]

Gamzee leaned in, cocking his head to one side with a lazy grin. "You had practice? Or you just afraid I'm gonna fuck your pretty face all up?"

[centaurstestes]

"I've had practice," he snapped, forcing himself not to pull back when Gamzee leaned in. Of course, his practice with make-up wasn't exactly aimed at making himself look pretty so much as it was about making himself look presentable, but he still knew the basics.

And he did wear eyeliner on a daily basis.

[mo_cara]

The older boy's smile had a lot of teeth in it, and he reached out and ran his fingers along the Ravenclaw's jaw, mostly because he thought it might make him a little uncomfortable. "So have I. I think I ain't gonna be trusting you on this one. Now hold the motherfuck still."

[centaurstestes]

Tilting his chin up, Equius jerked his jaw away from the other boy. He was right, it did make him uncomfortable, but maybe not for the reasons he thought. He hated the way Gamzee teased him. Hated the way it made his heart flutter. Hated feeling so helpless...

Squaring his jaw and pushing down his feelings, he straightened himself up, presenting Gamzee with his face.

[mo_cara]

Gamzee's face was a picture of narrow-eyed concentration. It actually erased all the dopiness from his face when he was focused like this, and he took out a slim brush, loading it with the black face paint, and then carefully lining Equius's eyes. He did it much thicker than the younger boy usually did for himself, heavy, doll-like lines that made the Ravenclaw look almost startled. The brush was cool against Equius's skin, and Gamzee's hands were remarkably deft, though he grasped the other boy's chin rather roughly at several points, to turn his face this way and that to examine the effect.

[centaurstestes]

He tried not to blink when Gamzee brought the brush to his eyes, but he couldn't quite help it. It was different than the pencil he'd stolen from some girl, the make-up itself thicker than he was used to. The grabbing, however, was perfectly fine. It was hardly the first time he'd been grabbed there, and it wouldn't be the last, and he moved with Gamzee's hand with practiced obedience.

[mo_cara]

Red was next, to paint plump lips with a little cupid's bow, and then neat, perfect little circles, one on either cheek. "Damn, you gonna be so motherfuckin' pretty, my brother," Gamzee murmured, almost to himself, his smile wide and sly and he pulled out the mascara he'd nicked from one of the Slytherin girls, to make Equius's lashes even longer and more girly looking.