sortinghat_logs | ~Forest of Depression~

[He flushed angrily and straddled Gamzee's waist due to being unable to escape the other's arms. He drew his knees up a little, fisting his hand into the taller boy's shirt for something to hold onto with a small pout that he definitely didn't mean to be a pout.]

I'm not getting my dirty on. [And by that he means yes, of course truth or dare was acceptable.]

Oh, uh... No, I'm not either- it's not... Oh, uh, anyway! Yeah, let's... Okay! Uhhh, Gamzee, truth or dare?

[Well, Gamzee's pretty happy with his best motherfuckin' bro cuddled in his lap, and looking at his unrequited crush, and a dare might mean he has to move, so ... ]

Hit me with that motherfuckin' truth!

[Tavros has to really think about the question, because he has no idea what to even ask. So finally he just decides to be a little silly, and it's not a very serious question.]

Uhhh, who do you like more, me or Karkat? Heheh....!

[But Gamzee blinks, and is quiet for a long moment, thinking about it. That's a hard question ... he doesn't tend to think of people in terms like that, more or less, who is he more fond of? And it's hard to compare these two, too, they're both so incredibly important in his life.]

I can't motherfuckin' say ... [slowly] Because I like you both about as much as any one motherfucker could, you know? But, like, in different ways. Because you both need to be liked in different motherfuckin' ways, I think. Like ... Karkat, he needs a dude to be strong and all up and get his listen on, you know? Because he's got so much shit to say. He needs to know a motherfucker's got his back, but he can mostly take care of his own self, except against his own self, you know?" He's like his own worst motherfuckin' enemy, and I'm the bro what's gonna stand in the way between himselves! And I kind of love him for that, you know? For what an amazing motherfucker he's gonna be when he gets together with himself and they stop all the fighting.

And, like, you, you need someone to be all liking you for just who you are, period. Because some motherfucker somewhere told you what you was ain't no good, and you just believed it, because you get your believe on about a lot of shit. So you gotta have a bro what stands between you and the rest of those haters what are blind and ignorant and don't see that you can fly. And that's me, too, I'll do that! And I love you for that, for your mind what can believe in all the good things in the world and all the miracles, even with motherfuckers trying to take you down!

But I can't pick which one is best, because my heart is all up and full of both of y'all. There ain't no measurin' that shit, it just is.

[Gamzee probably felt Karkat tense up in his lap at Tavros's question. His week had already been shitty enough, he didn't need to know his best friend preferred someone else over him. He was about to push himself off of Gamzee's lap and head back to the school to turn himself in before the taller Slytherin spoke.

His shoulders hunched a little as he buried his face into the front of his hoodie. His head was buzzing with alcohol but he was pretty sure he knew what Gamzee thought of him. His face flushed a deeper red, his heart thumping in his ears. The class clown had just told him that he needed to grow up. That really told him he was a fucking screw up.

He didn't make any noise, just glanced away.]

[Tavros stared down at the floor as Gamzee spoke, a lump forming in his throat because Gamzee's words words were getting to him- in a good way. By the time he was done, he felt himself tearing up.]

O-oh...I... [He wiped at his eye.] ...Can I have a hug?

[Gamzee doesn't know that Karkat's taken his words completely the wrong way - he often gets this way when he seems to be touched, too, so he just gently maneuvers the smaller boy, kissing his temple lightly, then gets up to give Tavros the requested hug, leaning over and wrapping his long arms around the Hufflepuff and squeezing him tightly. The Slytherin smells of alcohol and cigarettes and artificial grape flavor, and also of teenage boy, all of which gets wrapped around Tavros with Gamzee's arms.]

[Karkat wanted to say no, he couldn't have a fucking hug because he was comfortable where he was, but when Gamzee moves him off his lap, he pulls his knees up to his chin, wrapping his arms around them. He keeps his face hidden in his hoodie as he looks down at the floor, light rust-coloured eyes staring at nothing.]

[Tavros lets out a satisfied little hum as Gamzee hugs him, and he wraps his arms around his best bro. When he opens his eyes though, he sees Karkat behind Gamzee, looking sad. Nooo, that wasn't allowed to be a thing. That was far from being allowed to be a thing. Once he's done hugging Gamzee, he pulls away and wheels over to Karkat.]

Uhhh, hey... that's not what we, uh, came here for! You need to, be happy! [And then he throws him arms around Karkat, careful not to slosh any booze on him. And then, to make it even better, he motions for Gamzee to come over. It was totally group hug time now, that was a thing that needed to happen, Tavros thought.]

Edited 2012-03-24 06:32 (UTC)

[Damn if that wasn't the best idea Gamzee's heard in while. He immediately snakes himself around the diminutive Gryffidor, wrapping his arms around him from the back, and his legs, too, for good measure, so that Karkat's sandwiched between the two of them. Then he plants a soft kiss right on the nape of Karkat's neck, above his hood.]

What's getting your harsh on, my brother? [murmurs softly in the other boy's ear]

[Their reactions kind of make him balk a little. He makes a move to back away a little from Tavros before he's sandwiched between him and Gamzee. He shouldn't really be surprised, and he immediately kicks himself for thinking anything different. Even a little sloshed, Karkat knows that if possible these two are the only ones who don't hate him right now. He tilts his head to the side, subconsciously giving Gamzee free range at his neck without knowing he did it.]

It's nothing.

[Group hugs were wonderful. They were definitely one of Tavros's favourite things, and he did not get to do them often! So this was pretty fantastic. At Karkat's words, Tavros rubs his back comfortingly. When his hand went a bit higher than he intended, going up to Karkat's hair, he twirls a finger in it without even fully realizing he's doing it as he speaks.]

No, no, you should, uh, tell us! So we can make it, better and stuff, because... we're, uh, friends! And we're here to make stuff better!

What a brother has just all up and said. [Gamzee agrees solemnly, using his arms around Karkat to give Tavros's shoulder a little squeeze. This was like the best motherfuckin' cuddle pile ever. So he can probably be excused for the happy way he's nuzzling at Karkat's neck, breathing in the comforting smell of him in long, slow breaths, letting his lips follow a little. Because he knows Karkat doesn't want to make out with him, but it doesn't count if it's on the lips, right? Bros can totally kiss each other other places, that's just friendly.]

[He was kind of used to Gamzee's weird kissing tendencies by now that it never crossed his mind that it might be stranger to others. Hell, they'd even kissed before so it wasn't like Gamzee had never seen him differently. Besides, it was only gay if balls touched. He gives a small grumble before shifting so his legs were a little open, just in case Tavros wanted to crawl onto the bed or something.]

Everyone hates me.

[Tavros had found himself snuggling into Karkat a little more than was probably necessary for group hugs, but it was impossible not to, because group hugs were just that good. And he didn't really notice Gamzee doing anything, because his attention was focused solely on Karkat at that moment. He noticed Karkat shift, and the space he made suddenly looked pretty inviting. With a little difficulty, making sure not to spill booze anywhere, he moved onto it, and then froze at Karkat's words.]

That's, uh... really silly! Nobody hates you- especially, uh, not us! And me, because... haha, you punched Strider. And that makes you, uh, really awesome.

You know it ain't motherfuckin' everyone, because there are two mothefuckers right here who think you're the bitchtits. [Gamzee agrees, fingers moving soothingly through the Gryffindor's hair.] So who all is it that you're thinking is hating you, and why do they even matter?

[The snuggling was almost nice. It wasn't very often Karkat snuggled by choice, and even with this he'd been sandwiched before he could protest. He reached to take Tavros's booze from him before he could spill it over the musty bed, pushing himself back against Gamzee in the process. He blinked at the awesome comment, a small flush covering his cheeks, glancing down at the Hufflepuff's glass still in his hands. He really, really doesn't want to say her name.]

You know who.

[Yeah. Yeah, he knew who. He takes the glass back from Karkat perhaps a little too hastily, and ends up spilling a little of it down the front of his shirt. Oh well, who cared? He drained the rest of it in a near single gulp.]

Ugh...Why d'you even- uh, no... Stop. Stop, stop, st-stop. [He snuggles up against Karkat, surprisingly gently considering how much he did not want to talk about her. Because maybe enough cuddles would make her go away for once.] Pleeeease?

[Gamzee's hand keeps stroking gently through Karkat's hair, smoothing it back from his forehead, from his ears.] Any motherfucker, lady or dude, who doesn't know what a motherfuckin' treasure you are is an idiot.

[His voice was soft, but firm - Gamzee sounding serious, for once.] And ain't worth your time, even if dumb motherfuckers who say they're your best friends tell you different. [Yeah, he still feels ... pretty shitty about that.] But none of those ladies and dudes is here right now. That's why we're here, right? To get away from that shit.

[With Tavros snuggling up to him like one of his aunt's fucking cats and Gamzee's fingers running through his hair, Karkat closes his eyes for a little bit, sighing deeply in agreement. They were here to get away from that, and he was the shittiest person for bringing that up again. So instead he grins, deciding to change the subject.]

I managed to bribe smuppets from Strider's brother. [well bribe was putting it loosely] Guess who's going to be pelting them at him?

[Tavros sighs contentedly.] Gam's, uh, right... she's dumb... [At this point, he barely even realizes what he's just said, but that's all he had to say on the matter anymore, and he lets out a laugh at Karkat's comment.]

Oooh, uh, really? Oh can I have one, because I want to, uh, throw it at him... [He pauses as he brings the cup back to his lips for a drink- oh wait, he was out. Darn it.] Heeey, uh, what about our game? Gamzee, I uh, dare you to get me s'more.

[Gamzee blinks, and then frowns. He really doesn't want to untangle from Karkat right now, but if he's being dared, he supposes he has to. Maybe if he just ... sinks down in the bed and reaches out with his foot ... a bit farther ... just a little more ...

The Slytherin ends up with his arms around Karkat's waist, his face buried in the younger boy's hip, and the toe of his shoe nudgin gthe vodka bottle just hard enough that it falls on the floor. Luckily for them, it being terribly cheap liquor, the bottle's plastic, and it hits the floor and rolls towards the bed, while Gamzee honks in triumph.]

[Karkat lifts his arm when he feels Gamzee start to slip down alongside him, watching him tip the vodka onto the floor. He remembered his own cup was a bit empty looking and picked it up from where he'd placed it on the bed, grinning a bit.]

Hit me up too. And sure, man. I think his bro was planning on sending me a fuckton anyway.

[Tavros giggles at Gamzee's attempts to get the vodka. He didn't realize Gamzee would be so reluctant to get up, but either way it's definitely amusing. Once Gamzee has it, he holds out his cup eagerly.]

I think, uh, a fuckton of puppets is, uh, exaaactly what he needs, yep. Right in the fffface. [He is either drawing it out for emphasis, or slurring. You just can't tell anymore.]

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