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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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"I don't know how long," Gamzee admits sheepishly. "I was trying to figure out how to trim them viney motherfuckers, and when I went to check on our little bro, he was shaking all around, getting his snakey groove on."

Ooh! A crack! Gamzee leans in to peer at it, seeing something small and dark very slowly poking at it, making the shell bulge out just a little bit.

"Look!" he exclaims, as though the baby will just erupt through the opening instead of slowly making its way free, the way its obviously doing. "He's coming! Or she is! Oh, damn, we don't even know what kind of snake it be!"

Of course, what's also slowly leaking from the egg is a very fine mist, almost imperceptible, that Gamzee keeps getting big whiffs of every time he leans in.

Tavros doesn't even remotely notice the mist as he leans in, and he grabs Gamzee's arm in excitement as he watches the slit tear at the leathery egg. It takes a little while, but a tiny snake nose peeks its way out and stops, just sitting there enjoying it's firsts breaths of air, itty little tongue flicking about.

"Gamzee! Gamzee look!" He's practically bouncing in his seat, not letting go of his friend's arm, so happy that they're both there to witness this.

Gamzee laughs, delighted, and possibly for the first time since Shinra left, fully in the moment and not thinking about anything else. The tiny snake, with its little black oil-drop eyes, has entranced him, and he wonders if they can hold it when it comes all the way out. Right now, though he's perfectly happy to just watch the bitty thing flicking its tiny tongue as it starts to slither a little free of the shell.

"He's motherfuckin' perfect," Gamzee declares with great satisfaction, and turns to grin at Tavros, and-

WHAM.

It's not subtle - maybe because there had been a time when he had had a raging crush on his friend, and it had taken so much to actually get past that and move on, to accept that Tavros wasn't into that. And all of a sudden all of that has come flooding back in a great wave, a whallop of emotion: how adorable (and kissable) Tavros looks when he's excited, how the Hufflepuff makes him so purely happy sometimes, high and flying even without the drugs, how he never feels lonely with the smaller boy, ever.

"Oh. Damn."

Tavros is sitting there, trying to devise a way to keep the snakeling. Maybe they could pretend the egg never hatched, or it broke, or they lost it. He had this habit of getting more attached to animals than people so he doesn't at all want to let this baby that he helped hatch. Learning the stabilization and incubation spells to help was worth it though, especially now that he gets to see it come into the world.

He looks over at Gamzee when he suddenly sounds off put, brows furrowed and concerned. "Is something-"

Oh. Oh..

It's never been that Tavros hadn't been interested, he'd just been nervous about the idea of being in a relationship. Scared even. Every attempt at anything had ended so horribly before it even started, he'd got it into his head that he wasn't worth the effort so he gave up trying.

Looking at Gamzee now makes his face turn red and his heart to little flippy things in his chest that he's not even remotely used to feeling. Talk about flying, he's practically soaring all of a sudden.

"...Wrong?"

Gamzee smiles, sweet and slow, and shakes his head. "Not one motherfuckin' thing," he declares, then ducks his head briefly before glancing up from under his shaggy fringe. "You did a wicked fine job with the wriggler, there."

His eyes flick back to the snake, and he slings an arm around the smaller boy's shoulders, noting how neatly, how perfectly the other boy fits there, his heart speeding up a little at the proximity. "Do we need to be feeding him or something?"

Gamzee is not really thinking about the snake. Rather, his mouth is running on automatic, and his brain is almost wholly occupied with how Tavros's smells, and how deliciously warm he is.

The look Gamzee gives him, those dark eyes peering out from his hair makes him feel fluttery like he could float away any moment. "N-no not yet. I don't think. I'm not even sure what kind of snake it's going to be."

He swallows thickly but leans in comfortably against Gamzee's side and winds his arm around the other boys waist, curling his fingers into the fabric near his hip in an effort to feel more grounded.

Tav is trying to think about the snake, but's getting increasingly more difficult. "I don't... want to give him back..."

"Then we won't," Gamzee decides, since keeping the snake is what will make Tavros happy. Though honestly, he doesn't really need a potion to influence him that direction - he's never paid much attention to the rules unless he's getting in trouble. "Little baby like that, won't be no thing to hide him, come time for it."

Tavros feels so good against his side, he wonders how he could have ever let this go, even if the other boy wasn't into him that way - unrequited or not, didn't love feel grand? He indulges himself, dipping his head to nuzzle at the smaller boy's hair, breathing him in. "Damn, but you smell good. Like motherfuckin' amazing."

Tavros turns his attention back up to Gamzee with a bright, excited smile. He doesn't make breaking the rules a habit, mostly because there's rarely a reason he feels the need to. This seems like a worthy cause. "Maybe we can say, it made a slithery escapee, and we didn't notice?"

When he looks back to the snakeling he misses how Gamzee is leaning in closer, so when he's suddenly nuzzled it takes him a bit by surprise. The grip in Gamzee's shirt tightens as his face darkens. Part of him still wants to pull away out of sheer nervousness, but he stays because it was really nice for once, even if he had to pretend it was anything more than it really is. "I, uh... didn't do anything... different?"

"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.

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