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Bringing up baby

WHO: Gamzee and Tavros
TONE: Goofy and silly, later swoony
RATING: PG-13 to R, possibly, depending
WHEN: Feb 9th through the egg event
WHERE: Hufflepuff table in the Great Hall
WHAT: Various egg shenanigans with the boys
STATUS: Ongoing

Gamzee hurries over to the Hufflepuff table - well, hurry is a relative term for him, he ambles a little more quickly than usual - holding a small wooden box close to his chest. Wisps of cottonb stick out every which way, and he sets it down next to Tavros as he spots the other boy, squeezing in next to him much to the annoyance of one of the younger boy's Housemates.

"I got it, bro, check it out!" he declares proudly, setting the box down, where the tiny snake egg is nestled in amongst all the cotton.

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"Nah, you always smell really good," Gamzee says happily. "Motherfuckin' edible. We could be saying one of them purrbeasts got to it, too? Like it got all eaten. Then you could keep that little bro as long as you wanted, 'til it gets all fat and strong! Why you blushing?"

Tavros gets all sorts of embarrassed and distracted by Gamzee's admirations that he all but missed what was said about their snake. He turns his head, trying to hide the fact that his face is as red as a beet now, "I'm not!"

Gamzee chuckles, soft and low, and slides a finger under Tavros's chin, trying to get him to lift and turn his head up. "Yeah, you are. It's cool, bro, I'm just wondering what that's all being about. You ain't got not one thing to be embarrassed about."

Tavros finally looks up again, right up into Gamzee's face and it makes his heart skip a beat and his breath hitch a little it. Even that chuckle was making him all sort of nervous in ways he wasn't used to. "Y-you're, uh... being very affectionate, today."

"Yeah," Gamzee agrees easily, "Guess I just been thinking about all the reasons why I'm glad you're here. Just hit me all of a sudden, you know? Like a miracle that's been all chilling out in my nugbone, and decided to get up and get its groove on. It ain't bothering you, is it?"

Gamzee raises his eyebrows looking down at his friend - he doesn't want to make Tavros uncomfortable, but he really, really doesn't want to let go, either.

He shakes his head, not even sure what to say to that. It'd been cute in it's own special, Gamzee sort of way. "No, not... not at all. It's okay."

Tavros doesn't want to let go either, and now that he's caught by those indigo eyes he isn't going anywhere. "It's just, uh... a new development."

The taller boy smiles, ducking his head.

"Nah, ain't all that new," he admits. "Just ... seemed more okay today, I guess. Maybe our little hiss bro made me think on it! Hey, you know what else I been thinking? That maybe we should be hanging out all day, and some of the nighttime, today. Be snatching some of the food off the supper table, and go find somewhere to eat together, yeah?"

His smile brightens and he nods excitedly. "I would, like that very much, if that could be a thing we do."

Tavros really wanted to just burrow himself against Gamzee's side, and he does well enough in ignoring that urge at least for a short time. They'd always been open with each other, especially the older boy, but this seems different now. Even with the potion he still feared being hurt yet again.

So he doesn't quite burrow. Instead he just leans in more firmly, trying to be nonchalant about it and failing miserably.

"Yeah, like almost a proper date and shit, except I can't really take you out. Maybe next Hogsmeade weekend," Gamzee continues happily. He dips his head and places a little kiss at Tavros's temple, before sliding his hand down to the other boy's hip, just above the brace, where he squeezes warmly.

"But what should we be doing with this little motherfucker? Does he need to eat or something, too?"

The kiss catches him by surprise, and he peeks up at him again. "You.. want to go on a date? With me?"

He's so startled by that he completely misses the second question.

"Yeah," Gamzee says, smiling down at the other boy. He would have never asked before, too afraid of rejection, but somehow it seems easier to take the risk right now. "You cool with that? If you're not, it's okay, I just really been wanting to do that."

There's a moment where he thinks his heart is literally going to beat it's way through his ribcage, and any butterflies in his stomach felt more like a stampede of bulls. "I am! I mean... I, uh... would really like that. I'm just, uhm.. "

He chews on his lip, trying to put his words in order as he curls his arm tighter around the other boy.

Gamzee runs his fingers through Tavros's mohawk, waiting patiently for the smaller boy to figure out what he wants to say, prompting only gently, "Just?"

"I'm just, uh... not the guy, who ever gets asked on dates." So getting asked on one is a big deal for him, and he's struggling to believe its actually happening. By the one person he never expected would ever look at him in that way no less.

"Yeah, me, either!" Gamzee agrees, since really, it had been him pursuing Shinra the whole time, and it's not like anyone's ever gone after him. "So I guess we all got that shit in common. Except now you are the dude what gets asked."

The taller boy grins down at him. "I didn't think you'd be up and getting your concession on, bro, I thought for sure you'd be turning me down 'cause you liked birds or something."

"I do! Like birds I mean. If by birds, you are referring to girls, and not creatures of an aviary sort. Which would probably be, awkward, and unfortunate." Nervous, bashful babbling go. "Liking boys too is, kind of a scary thing to admit but, uh... I am doing it now, even though my mind is saying 'no don't!' Because I don't want to get made run of, for another thing. But I think, you are worth all that."

"I wouldn't never make fun of you!" Gamzee declares, then realizes that Tavros is probably not referring to him. "But you don't have to be listening to anyone who's all flipping you shit, 'cause those motherfuckers don't even understand the words they puke outta their chutes."

He nuzzles at Tavros's hairline, as a thought suddenly occurs to him, and he pulls back a little. "What boys do you be liking, then?" Wow, he went from zero to jealous in about five seconds flat.

"They, uh... seem to think they do, which is usually, the biggest problem. Because that means, they don't want to listen, to anything else." School had never been easy for him, even muggle ones. He'd hoped that wizard schools would be different, but kids are kids and they're all dicks regardless. These ones just get to be mean with magic too.

The nuzzling seems to make Tavros relax a bit more, but he blinks back up at the taller boy, looking momentarily confused. "I, uh... kind of thought, that would be obvious, with what I said." Oh god, did he misinterpret something or say something stupid without realizing again?

"With what you-?" Gamzee starts, then stops, as he thinks about it. It's become second nature to assume Tavros isn't into him, and so he'd been thinking that maybe the smaller boy was willing to try because he didn't want to hurt the Slytherin's feelings. But looked at in a different light ...

He beams suddenly, huge and happy, and not caring even a little that they're in a public place, he ducks his head and kisses Tavros square on the lips.

Tavros nearly jumped out of his seat when Gamzee lunges in at him, and he sits there stunned for a good long moment before he starts to relax. He lifts his arms to wind around the taller boy's neck, eyes drifting closed. He cant say he has much experience in kissing. The one time he'd been kissed before this was by a really scary girl who didn't care whether he wanted it or not.

This is different. So very different it makes his heart sing and soul soar, and every other typically cliche thing that happens when your heart gets passed over to someone else for safe keeping.

The way Gamzee kisses is sweet and enthusiastic and a little sloppy. He's almost in shock that Tavros seems to be not only cool about all this, but even into it, and it's really hard not to just introduce the younger boy to the idea of tongue right motherfuckin' now. He manages to control himself, though, sliding his arms around the Hufflepuff's waist and pulling him closer, while moving his lips so that it turns into a series of short, soft kisses that have his heart pounding wildly in his chest with mad excitement.

He can't tell if he's any good at kissing or not, but he knows right away that he enjoys doing this with Gamzee. He can't help but smile every time their lips part, even if it's just for a moment. Slender fingers play absently in those thick, dark curls. Their snake, his worries, all of them forgotten for these few, warm moments. He can't remember the last time he was this happy.

Gamzee thinks the Hufflepuff happens to be sensational at kissing, mostly by virtue of just being Tavros who is kissing Gamzee. That pretty much makes this about perfect. When he finally pulls back, his dark eyes are wide and the pupils are just a little dilated.

"Woah. Damn. Motherfuck, can I get me some more of that?" he asks a bit breathlessly, grinning.

His face is red and his hair is disheveled and in his eyes, lips wet and pink from all the attention. He chews that lip for a moment, getting that impish look in his eyes. "Asking is not something, you really have to do."

Yet he still has the audacity to look coy, his breathing quick and anticipatory. "Ever."

It's like Christmas all over again, except even better, the look on Gamzee's face says - brilliantly happy and excited and like he can't quite believe what's happening, but he sure as hell isn't going to question it, because this is way too good to do something stupid like doubt. Open invitations for make-out sessions any time are the best.

"Oh, damn," he murmurs excitedly, because coy Tavros? Is about the hottest thing ever.

He bends in again, and this time when he kisses the other boy he flicks the tip of his tongue at the Hufflepuff's lower lip, encouraging his mouth open for something deeper. It's probably going a little fast, but he can't help it, his hormones just kicked into overdrive.

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