[ Gorgug is glad to be back in Etraya, regardless of what Etraya represents. What it has is no rules on who he can and can't hang out with, and if there's a mess they're leaving behind on the train (which, they are, but the people have the robot navigator and star maps, so Gorgug doesn't really care beyond that), that's for the citizens of it to deal with: Gorgug wants to go back to the manor and be putty with his friends. His team. The Bad Boyz.
That means eating food prepared by the companion bots, snacks, and lounging around watching movies, and that's fine for Gorgug. He takes time away to check on the boy in the mirror he left at the hospital (he doesn't think he needs oxygen, but he would've been lonely, so--he wants to know that he's doing okay), and also to see that his workshop was doing okay.
But after that? He's fine with staying inside with the guys, watching slop movies and then--bed. A bed that isn't broken. A bed that he's gotten nice for his weight and how much he likes to not have to think when he drops into bed.
Except it's not his bed that he gets to, before a hand grabs his, and Gorgug looks at Fabian, blinking. Surprised (somehow, really) by the instruction given. Not a please or suggestion. ]
Okay.
[ He sounds curious, intrigued--but also, a little excited under his otherwise contained response. Like he might be assuming that this is a good thing, and Fabian's about to show him a good thing. And it could be his bed. It could be boyfriend time. And maybe a part of Gorgug still feels embarrassed about how he acted on the train with Fabian that one time, even if Fabian says he didn't mind it, but--
He's also okay with being led. He might like the idea a lot, actually, and he will happily be taken by the hand wherever Fabian wants to take him. ]
[ Thankfully they don't have to go all that far. Maybe Fabian even purposefully made them hang out in a room in the manor that was relatively close to his bedroom - since he likely had this in mind the entire time.
Actually, scratch that 'maybe.' It's guilty as charged, baby. Can you blame Fabian for having thought about this when he's thought about it even more on the train? When he was lying awake in that bed on the train every single night, thinking about how much nicer it'd be to have Gorgug there with him?
So the place that he takes Gorgug to is obviously his room. He doesn't let go of the other's hand - not even as he moves to open the door. He just drags Gorgug into the room, and then over to the bed, and as he allows himself to drop backwards right on top of the bed, he's dragging Gorgug right along with him onto the bed.
It doesn't even matter that they should first change into pajamas. They can do that in a second. For now Fabian just wraps his arms around Gorgug and is shoving himself against the other. Not in a sexy way-- just a very cuddly way. An almost dramatic cuddly way, really. ]
Gods, you have no idea how much I have missed this.
You can't blame a guy for getting curious when he's being led over to a bed. He does close the door behind them, since that seems like something he should do, and as Fabian flops onto the very padded bed, somehow even extra soft than the bed that he uses in the manor to sleep on (because that's also very soft, okay), Gorgug is more than careful when he lowers. Knees first, even if Fabian's trying to drag him--but that means he's hovering over Fabian, until he can come beside him.
He forgot that on the train one night, and paid for it quick.
But that's okay. Even when Gorgug's brain is taxed from the mission and the way it went out with a bang, he can practice some restraint. To get clung to like a koala parent. Fabian likes to do this more than Gorgug ever realised before, but it's still--a little funny, in the moment. But he puts an arm around Fabian's back all the same, ]
You could've hugged me sooner.
[ It sounds like he's making a point, but not very serious. He can kinda guess why he didn't, and maybe the bed was an important part to this. Nevertheless, he rubs some circles against Fabian's back. ]
Are you happy we're back?
[ Of course he is. But this is Fabian's open to let his lips loose, as it were. ]
[ At least he doesn't sound entirely displeased. How could he, when he's off that dumb train and hugging his boyfriend on the bed again? But the memory of it still sucks, and he has to make his displeasure known. Because running his mouth is indeed the thing Fabian does in these situations. ]
I thought we'd never get back. [ Maybe it's all sounding a little bit childish, but Fabian doesn't care. He's been whining to his friends enough about how that mission sucked, and he's pretty sure nothing he says here will be a surprise in that regard. ] And all that time I just wanted to do this!
[ It's that simple, this dumb place! You just give him ample space to cuddle with his boyfriend, and he's at least willing to put up with some stuff. But-- ]
But noooo, apparently sharing a bed with your boyfriend is illegal on trains. [ HUFF!!!
And yes, he is still very much burying himself against Gorgug as he's going on about all this. He's not letting go. Toxic masculinity is dead. (Most of the time.) ]
[ That's the sound of someone only half-heartedly acknowledging a person's complaint because their mind is elsewhere. Like the way that Fabian's arms are around him, and his arms get to be around him in term. This is nice; this is the caffeine he's been missing and been getting used to regularly, and even Fabian's bitching is a part of that. He sees the faults around them that Gorgug doesn't consider, or doeesn't think to give voice to.
His hand moves up from Fabian's spine and up to the back of his head. ]
But we got it done. Riz didn't go crazy. The train didn't blow up. We got the King.
[ Even if that 'we' is an Etrayan 'we', but whatever. The point is: they were successful. Fabian might not care much, but at least to Gorgug, he's glad. ]
What do you want to do tomorrow? Now that we're back. [ Oh- ] You gonna take the Hangman for a ride?
[ Apparently Fabian just had to get that out there more so than he really had to hear all that much in return, because there's no huffing or whining of any kind when Gorgug moves the topic along like that.
Sometimes you just have to be held by your boyfriend and whine a little, okay. There's no need to further reflect on the mission than that. It just sucked!! That's all there is to it!! ]
I promised him back on the train that we'd go for a ride as soon as possible once we got back here.
[ Still sounding a little whiny. But there's a reason for that now! Because-- ]
When I could be staying in bed with you! [ Hangman, you're COCKBLOCKING him!! You're ruining his relationships!! How dare!! ]
You wanna stay in bed that long with me? [ Fabian's probably just exaggerating, whining just to whine, but hearing him say that still surprises Gorgug all the same. That would be a long time, and he doubts if Fabian would want to be that inactive--but it doesn't mean Gorgug can't find some fondness in the thought. Even if: ]
We haven't been outside in a while. Not really. [ Coming back to Etraya doesn't count! ] We could go together-- maybe with Riz, too? On a really fast guy ride.
[ Sure, Fabian talking about staying in bed has a boyfriend layer to it, but Riz is their bro! It wouldn't be unfun to do a trio thing, especially if Gorgug's going to be in bed with Fabian overnight. They can't forget their pal. Their bro. Their buddy and guy. ]
It's not like Fabian has any real objection to Riz being involved, obviously. He wants to spend time with his friend too. Thankfully he got to see Riz a little bit more often than Gorgug during the mission, by virtue of Fabian spending so much time in the Elite quarters of the train for his job and Riz just being able to go around more freely than either of them - but it still wasn't his usual amount of seeing the other. Fabian wants to make up for time lost with both of them.
It's just difficult that that option does exclude the missed boyfriend angle that Fabian would also like to catch up on.
So when he groans, it's because of that. Not because he hates the suggestion, but because-- ]
Why did that train have to make us miss so much?
[ He's suffering, Gorgug.
Can't you see? He's god's bravest little warrior right now? God's longest suffering martyr? ]
I want to do everything.
[ And the fact you can't do all of that at once is devastating to mister Fabian "I always get what I want" Seacaster over here. ]
[ Is this the whinings of a guy who has been horribly slighted by life and wishes to complain about that more than someone with a solid idea of what he wants? Unless he does want to stay in bed and have guy rides, and Gorgug can kinda understand that feeling, if he imagines himself waking up with a packed week and plenty of homework due. ]
Everything? [ He asks, coaxing Fabian to continue, to explain. To tell him all the things on his mind, because that's always the right path with Fabian. He can close his eyes, not with any intention to sleep, but so he can simply listen. He's pretty good at it, especially if people don't expect much from him!
And Fabian likes someone to be listening, more than doing the talking too. Come on, boyfriend. Talk about all the things you want to do. ]
[ It seems that Fabian hardly even needs prompting. All Gorgug has to do is simply say that one word, and Fabian seems like he's already very much ready to start ranting and raving. He doesn't fully move, like he doesn't want to lose the physical contact, but it's almost like Fabian is vibrating in this moment. Like there's so much excess annoyance and stress coming out all at once. ]
I want to hang out with the three of us again. That time we were on the train was far too long! I mean, we made sure that all three of us could stay here closer to each other while still having the spaces for our hobbies nearby, and then soon after this place drags us over to a train where we are separated?
[ Fabian's way of saying that word does make it sound like it's a war crime.. Very much this vibe going on right now. ]
And I missed the three of us having fun together, and I want us to just go do that, but at the same time I also really missed the two of us sharing a bed together, and those beds there-- oh, they were awful! I mean, I get used to my own comfortable bed with you in it, and then I had to use that bed there? All by myself? [ He huffs. ] So I also want to make up for that lost time, and for all the sex and kisses we couldn't have back there, and it feels like I have wasted weeks of my time when I could have been using that time for far more important things that I now can't just all do at the same time!
[ Gorgug, do you understand?
It's so hard. He's just a lil guy, and it's so hard! It's hard, and no one understands!! ]
[ You know, when Fabian puts it out like that. He really has a way of putting everything into words that Gorgug himself can't get out of his own head. It's like he's a connoisseur of language, as well as dance. Fabian likes to complain about just anything, always, and it's not that Gorgug always agrees with everything he says.
But here, right now, he takes it in like a familiar background noise that is both comforting just to hear, but also isn't being entirely ignored.
Because he's leaning back his head, his hand on Fabian moving to touch his cheek. ] Hey.
[ Bro, he wants your attention. Because he heard 'kisses' in that missed list, so he thinks that tipping his head to bring their lips together into a kiss is the right move here. ]
At least Fabian easily gets the gist of what Gorgug is saying here. Which isn't really difficult to do, given the context, but his brain does need to adjust for a moment when it was pulled out of his ramble. Fabian's mind was a little too caught up in words and feelings to really think about Gorgug's lips, but there they are.
And so he easily indulges, pressing his lips against Gorgug's. Not pulling away quickly, but lingering for a moment. He did say they should catch up, after all. Do you even know how much there is to catch up on, Gorgug?
It's why Fabian mumbles as he pulls his lips back just a little bit after the initial kiss, half-serious and half-teasing: ]
[ Gorgug likes the reception, that Fabian's picking up what he's putting down; smiling so close to his lips that Fabian might feel them twitch despite the close proximity they still have, that not even Gorgug's opening his eyes. Not by much.
But there's something else to it, about what Fabian says. Every second they linger means more to catch up on, probably, but Gorgug can't help but remark: ]
We're still catching up from before. All the other time we weren't together. [ Fabian lamented once, Gorgug remembers, about the time they never spent dating. It comes back to him now, that perspective that had been unusual to Gorgug. But it's kind of sweet, right now. This unending backlog between them of a relationship they started late, apparently. ] I don't know-- can we? Is there enough time?
[ He peppers those questions, between each one, a kiss on Fabian's lips. Close enough afterwards that they could easily fall back into kissing, or that Gorgug will feel Fabian as he moves to speak.
Will they ever catch up? And why does failing not sound like a bad thing to him? ]
[ Fabian groans a little. Not in the sexy way, but in the more whiny way. The good news is that it doesn't seem to stop him from kissing the other though, his lips pressing against Gorgug's every single time Gorgug's mouth meets his own. ]
There isn't. [ He adds to the groan - and another kiss after.
It's like an attempt to make up for something that can't ever be made up for. Even if they'd try, they would just end up getting more and more time they have to make up for because of these dumb missions. Even if this one was pretty unique in the specific way it separated them, it's not like it didn't happen before. Fabian thinks about the days he spent away from Adaine and Riz in that maze, unable to find them. He thinks about the nights alone in that house in Moorecroft, before Gorgug started to sleep over. He thinks about that dark time in this place, when Gorgug had been possessed and Riz far too antsy to really be up for cuddles.
Fabian isn't ruling out that could happen again. Being separated from Gorgug and Riz again, having to miss out on this again..
It's dumb. ]
We're never going to make up. [ Another kiss. ] It's unfair. [ One kiss more, and Fabian rolling over a little, pressing his body even more closely against Gorgug's own. ] I am going to have to do something about that.
[ Wow, even during kissy, Fabian knows how to sound pouty. It's amazing, really. A talent. Maybe Gorgug shouldn't be egging him on, though it's distracting to think too deeply when you're getting kissed, and when it doesn't seem like that big of a problem, really. How can anything be a problem when you're getting kissed? ]
Mmm? [ Especially when it turns into a body on top of his, if at an angle. His hands come to rest on Fabian's thighs, and he adjusts himself, since he gets the idea--Fabian might want to be on top of him? And that could mean a lot of things, but despite Gorgug's low priority on not egging on Fabian's poutiness, he takes this moment to open his eyes, his arms framing Fabian's body, hands not yet leaving where they are, he has been paying attention. ]
Are you going to learn chronomancy?
[ This is where his mind should be, surely.
(Wasn't Gorgug meant to be learning that, actually?) ]
You're going to learn chronomancy. [ No pressure, dude!
At least it's kind of a callback more so than anything Fabian is deciding on the spot, since Gorgug did say he was going to learn it. Did he take that seriously? Did Fabian take that seriously? Who even knows at this point, yet Gorgug has been given this assignment now. Maybe it's a sign of Fabian having some faith in Gorgug that he's saying it now, like it's something the other obviously could do.
Or maybe he's just a little fed up.
With Gorgug holding him, Fabian scoots even closer, making sure their bodies are fully pressed up against each other at this point. ]
And I will--
[ Fabian stops, hesitates. As if he's realizing the flaw in his plan now: the fact that he doesn't have anything lined up for himself.
He resolves this by quickly kissing Gorgug so he can buy some time, and only then adding: ]
I don't know, I will-- I will go kill something! [ He'll figure out what, but surely that has to be the solution. He has always been taught that's the solution!! He can hear his papa saying it right now!! ]
[ Noooo.... he couldn't get out of learning chronomancy...!!!
Well, you know, it's on the list of things to do. He'll figure it out, he'll get to that book his teacher gave him to take a stab at. Right now, it's a minor distraction that's easy to sweep away when Fabian is in the midst of a complaining session that doesn't require Gorgug to answer for anything. Fabian might be kissing him to give himself time, but does Gorgug really need to be distracted?
No. But the effort is nice. Actually, a lot about this is nice, the more that Gorgug gets to experience it; nevermind Fabian's lacklustre decision about what to do. He closes his eyes, enjoying the weight on him now, lifting one of his arms up Fabian's back to rest snugly. ]
Hey, Fabian? I don't know if you like it, but you're a nice weighted pillow again. [ Mmm. He's smiling a little. ] This helps.
[ The effect is immediate: Fabian goes quiet, despite the fact that he was clearly in a ranting mode just now.
It doesn't take away the pout on his face though. If anything, it almost looks like he's starting to sulk more now. The difference is just that it's less of an outright angry sulk. Instead it almost seems a little bit more flustered.
Or just given in, really. Given in to the fact that he's Gorgug's personal body pillow now.
(It's kind of nice to be held like that, b-but still!!) ]
It helps what?
[ Apparently Fabian got so caught up in ranting that he totally forgot the initial topic he was even ranting about.. ]
Us, enjoying ourselves. Spending time together. I like it.
[ It counts, doesn't it? Gorgug thinks it's count, and he does open his eyes to look at Fabian, just for a peek! And catching that pouty face. But considering that Fabian was in the middle of ranting, he doesn't take it personally, and continues on smiling himself. Gives his boyfriend a bit of a squeeze, like he's getting comfortable with his personal body pillow. ]
You should make a new dance move. A fighting dance move? To kill something with.
[ This is probably not relevant to anything at all, from Fabian's position, but to Gorgug? It is. Things that make Fabian happy. Him going to kill something. If their backlog is about them, then surely it's about their individual happiness that aids in their mutual happiness.
Or maybe it's just that late enough night where Gorgug's had some kisses and is getting his cuddles, so he's in a relaxed and happy dopey mood. ]
[ G-Gorgug, you can't say something that sappy out of nowhere! Think about Fabian! Think about his heart!!
He can't even say anything to that. Which is rare, considering the fact that usually Fabian has something to say about absolutely everything in his life. But Gorgug is making him totally dumbstruck here, just.. leaning against the other for a moment and not saying anything.. B-Baka...
It takes a good minute or two before he speaks up again. Poutily, but in the sort of way where he doesn't sound very angry. More like he's sulking because he's embarrassed.. Embarrassed by the power of his boyfriend.. ]
That's practically what I always do on the battlefield. Do you ever watch me move?
When I can. I watch you when you practice more, [ since that's easier to do than on the battlefield, ] but I know you like that. I just think-- I'd like to see your new stuff. Like I'm making stuff. You put yourself into your moves.
[ His magic, his bard-ness. He could specify his bard dancing, make it a little clearer, but what's the difference anyway? You put yourself into your moves makes sense to Gorgug. He thinks that Fabian must do that more than Gorgug ever could with his artificing: Fabian's equipment is his body. His tools, his craft.
Gorgug isn't looking at Fabian, at least. He's kind of in his own world, getting around to his point. ]
Watching your improvements would be a fun way of catching up. Seeing you grow. I appreciate the way you fight.
[ Did Complimenting 101 have some effect on Gorgug after all...!? ]
For a moment he can't help but wonder if maybe the other took a little too well to his lessons - or maybe this is just some fluke. Some natural Gorgug kindness happening to shape itself in such a way that it's aiming right for Fabian's heart. Because these compliments are a little too good.
It's exactly the sort of thing Fabian wants to hear. Especially when he's been working so hard on it ever since he changed classes during last year's spring break. ]
...
[ He's a little quiet. A little dumbstruck, still. ]
You do?
[ It feels kind of pathetic to ask, but-- look, he's overwhelmed! He doesn't know what else to say! G-Gorgug likes.. the way he fights? Appreciates it? Wants to see more of it? Gorgug like him shaking his booty during battle? ]
Yeah. [ For once, Fabian seems to be the one with few words, while Gorgug-- ] We never get to show ourselves or do the kind of missions we would be doing back home at school if we had an assignment to do, as a group. You had started bard classes the same time I started my artificing, and we, you know-- I miss getting to see Riz in action too, but I think we, we still have a lot to explore.
And I guess I miss all that. What kind of bard... moves are you exploring? Do you need to pull off the same move to do the same kind of spell? Is it just the intent?
[ What if we just talk about Fabian and his bard moves right now, while cuddling him like a comfy, weighted body pillow? Thanks! ]
[ It's strange. What Gorgug is saying is entirely right - if anything, that stupid maze they were made to do when he first showed up here felt the closest like something Aguefort would organize for them, but Gorgug hadn't been here with them back then - and yet Fabian never really stopped to think about it.
Maybe it's just that there's been so many other things to talk about that Fabian never even bothered to think about this. Especially when he never really stopped to talk to the others about dancing back home either. All of them had been busy with their own school work, after all. And none of them were in bard class. (Especially since Fig was skipping out on her own.)
It makes it a little awkward to put it into words now. Not.. bad.
Just new, making Fabian need a little bit more time. ]
It's about.. feelings. [ He starts - tries. He knows it's very different than Gorgug's artificing is, considering the way the other talks about it.. All the books and the work.. ] Ms. Skullcleaver says we have to focus on how dance is always right now. And that you have to pay attention to what your body is trying to tell you.
[ Another small pause, but then, almost as if encouraged just by finally talking about it for once rather than keeping it all to himself: ]
She-- uh. She said I have a special gift, did you know that? And that the world needs it. She said I'm going to change the world.
[ Gorgug listens, about as well as he can. Feelings, listening to your body- what is that in practice? What does that feel like? There's a part to artificing that's about intent: his intent and action is what unlocked his talents in artificing in the first place, that gave that spark of magic for him to use, and his studying thereafter allowing him a larger pool of knowledge. But dance and artificing are different: you have tools already made, you don't create in the moment the magic with your body, your music.
His mind doesn't get that far or deep into thinking about it. It's more something that Gorgug already acknowledges, this difference between their classes that he can't quite imagine. And Fabian's continuing, that mention of his teacher and her words, gets his brows to lift. Curiously, sincerely: ]
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That means eating food prepared by the companion bots, snacks, and lounging around watching movies, and that's fine for Gorgug. He takes time away to check on the boy in the mirror he left at the hospital (he doesn't think he needs oxygen, but he would've been lonely, so--he wants to know that he's doing okay), and also to see that his workshop was doing okay.
But after that? He's fine with staying inside with the guys, watching slop movies and then--bed. A bed that isn't broken. A bed that he's gotten nice for his weight and how much he likes to not have to think when he drops into bed.
Except it's not his bed that he gets to, before a hand grabs his, and Gorgug looks at Fabian, blinking. Surprised (somehow, really) by the instruction given. Not a please or suggestion. ]
Okay.
[ He sounds curious, intrigued--but also, a little excited under his otherwise contained response. Like he might be assuming that this is a good thing, and Fabian's about to show him a good thing. And it could be his bed. It could be boyfriend time. And maybe a part of Gorgug still feels embarrassed about how he acted on the train with Fabian that one time, even if Fabian says he didn't mind it, but--
He's also okay with being led. He might like the idea a lot, actually, and he will happily be taken by the hand wherever Fabian wants to take him. ]
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Actually, scratch that 'maybe.' It's guilty as charged, baby. Can you blame Fabian for having thought about this when he's thought about it even more on the train? When he was lying awake in that bed on the train every single night, thinking about how much nicer it'd be to have Gorgug there with him?
So the place that he takes Gorgug to is obviously his room. He doesn't let go of the other's hand - not even as he moves to open the door. He just drags Gorgug into the room, and then over to the bed, and as he allows himself to drop backwards right on top of the bed, he's dragging Gorgug right along with him onto the bed.
It doesn't even matter that they should first change into pajamas. They can do that in a second. For now Fabian just wraps his arms around Gorgug and is shoving himself against the other. Not in a sexy way-- just a very cuddly way. An almost dramatic cuddly way, really. ]
Gods, you have no idea how much I have missed this.
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You can't blame a guy for getting curious when he's being led over to a bed. He does close the door behind them, since that seems like something he should do, and as Fabian flops onto the very padded bed, somehow even extra soft than the bed that he uses in the manor to sleep on (because that's also very soft, okay), Gorgug is more than careful when he lowers. Knees first, even if Fabian's trying to drag him--but that means he's hovering over Fabian, until he can come beside him.
He forgot that on the train one night, and paid for it quick.
But that's okay. Even when Gorgug's brain is taxed from the mission and the way it went out with a bang, he can practice some restraint. To get clung to like a koala parent. Fabian likes to do this more than Gorgug ever realised before, but it's still--a little funny, in the moment. But he puts an arm around Fabian's back all the same, ]
You could've hugged me sooner.
[ It sounds like he's making a point, but not very serious. He can kinda guess why he didn't, and maybe the bed was an important part to this. Nevertheless, he rubs some circles against Fabian's back. ]
Are you happy we're back?
[ Of course he is. But this is Fabian's open to let his lips loose, as it were. ]
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Uuuuuuugh.
[ At least he doesn't sound entirely displeased. How could he, when he's off that dumb train and hugging his boyfriend on the bed again? But the memory of it still sucks, and he has to make his displeasure known. Because running his mouth is indeed the thing Fabian does in these situations. ]
I thought we'd never get back. [ Maybe it's all sounding a little bit childish, but Fabian doesn't care. He's been whining to his friends enough about how that mission sucked, and he's pretty sure nothing he says here will be a surprise in that regard. ] And all that time I just wanted to do this!
[ It's that simple, this dumb place! You just give him ample space to cuddle with his boyfriend, and he's at least willing to put up with some stuff. But-- ]
But noooo, apparently sharing a bed with your boyfriend is illegal on trains. [ HUFF!!!
And yes, he is still very much burying himself against Gorgug as he's going on about all this. He's not letting go. Toxic masculinity is dead. (Most of the time.) ]
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[ That's the sound of someone only half-heartedly acknowledging a person's complaint because their mind is elsewhere. Like the way that Fabian's arms are around him, and his arms get to be around him in term. This is nice; this is the caffeine he's been missing and been getting used to regularly, and even Fabian's bitching is a part of that. He sees the faults around them that Gorgug doesn't consider, or doeesn't think to give voice to.
His hand moves up from Fabian's spine and up to the back of his head. ]
But we got it done. Riz didn't go crazy. The train didn't blow up. We got the King.
[ Even if that 'we' is an Etrayan 'we', but whatever. The point is: they were successful. Fabian might not care much, but at least to Gorgug, he's glad. ]
What do you want to do tomorrow? Now that we're back. [ Oh- ] You gonna take the Hangman for a ride?
[ The poor, poor Hangman... ]
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Sometimes you just have to be held by your boyfriend and whine a little, okay. There's no need to further reflect on the mission than that. It just sucked!! That's all there is to it!! ]
I promised him back on the train that we'd go for a ride as soon as possible once we got back here.
[ Still sounding a little whiny. But there's a reason for that now! Because-- ]
When I could be staying in bed with you! [ Hangman, you're COCKBLOCKING him!! You're ruining his relationships!! How dare!! ]
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We haven't been outside in a while. Not really. [ Coming back to Etraya doesn't count! ] We could go together-- maybe with Riz, too? On a really fast guy ride.
[ Sure, Fabian talking about staying in bed has a boyfriend layer to it, but Riz is their bro! It wouldn't be unfun to do a trio thing, especially if Gorgug's going to be in bed with Fabian overnight. They can't forget their pal. Their bro. Their buddy and guy. ]
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It's not like Fabian has any real objection to Riz being involved, obviously. He wants to spend time with his friend too. Thankfully he got to see Riz a little bit more often than Gorgug during the mission, by virtue of Fabian spending so much time in the Elite quarters of the train for his job and Riz just being able to go around more freely than either of them - but it still wasn't his usual amount of seeing the other. Fabian wants to make up for time lost with both of them.
It's just difficult that that option does exclude the missed boyfriend angle that Fabian would also like to catch up on.
So when he groans, it's because of that. Not because he hates the suggestion, but because-- ]
Why did that train have to make us miss so much?
[ He's suffering, Gorgug.
Can't you see? He's god's bravest little warrior right now? God's longest suffering martyr? ]
I want to do everything.
[ And the fact you can't do all of that at once is devastating to mister Fabian "I always get what I want" Seacaster over here. ]
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Everything? [ He asks, coaxing Fabian to continue, to explain. To tell him all the things on his mind, because that's always the right path with Fabian. He can close his eyes, not with any intention to sleep, but so he can simply listen. He's pretty good at it, especially if people don't expect much from him!
And Fabian likes someone to be listening, more than doing the talking too. Come on, boyfriend. Talk about all the things you want to do. ]
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[ It seems that Fabian hardly even needs prompting. All Gorgug has to do is simply say that one word, and Fabian seems like he's already very much ready to start ranting and raving. He doesn't fully move, like he doesn't want to lose the physical contact, but it's almost like Fabian is vibrating in this moment. Like there's so much excess annoyance and stress coming out all at once. ]
I want to hang out with the three of us again. That time we were on the train was far too long! I mean, we made sure that all three of us could stay here closer to each other while still having the spaces for our hobbies nearby, and then soon after this place drags us over to a train where we are separated?
[ Fabian's way of saying that word does make it sound like it's a war crime.. Very much this vibe going on right now. ]
And I missed the three of us having fun together, and I want us to just go do that, but at the same time I also really missed the two of us sharing a bed together, and those beds there-- oh, they were awful! I mean, I get used to my own comfortable bed with you in it, and then I had to use that bed there? All by myself? [ He huffs. ] So I also want to make up for that lost time, and for all the sex and kisses we couldn't have back there, and it feels like I have wasted weeks of my time when I could have been using that time for far more important things that I now can't just all do at the same time!
[ Gorgug, do you understand?
It's so hard. He's just a lil guy, and it's so hard! It's hard, and no one understands!! ]
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... Yeah, I get that.
[ You know, when Fabian puts it out like that. He really has a way of putting everything into words that Gorgug himself can't get out of his own head. It's like he's a connoisseur of language, as well as dance. Fabian likes to complain about just anything, always, and it's not that Gorgug always agrees with everything he says.
But here, right now, he takes it in like a familiar background noise that is both comforting just to hear, but also isn't being entirely ignored.
Because he's leaning back his head, his hand on Fabian moving to touch his cheek. ] Hey.
[ Bro, he wants your attention. Because he heard 'kisses' in that missed list, so he thinks that tipping his head to bring their lips together into a kiss is the right move here. ]
We can catch up.
[ If you want. Bro. Boyfriend. ]
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At least Fabian easily gets the gist of what Gorgug is saying here. Which isn't really difficult to do, given the context, but his brain does need to adjust for a moment when it was pulled out of his ramble. Fabian's mind was a little too caught up in words and feelings to really think about Gorgug's lips, but there they are.
And so he easily indulges, pressing his lips against Gorgug's. Not pulling away quickly, but lingering for a moment. He did say they should catch up, after all. Do you even know how much there is to catch up on, Gorgug?
It's why Fabian mumbles as he pulls his lips back just a little bit after the initial kiss, half-serious and half-teasing: ]
That's a lot to catch up on. Do you think we can?
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But there's something else to it, about what Fabian says. Every second they linger means more to catch up on, probably, but Gorgug can't help but remark: ]
We're still catching up from before. All the other time we weren't together. [ Fabian lamented once, Gorgug remembers, about the time they never spent dating. It comes back to him now, that perspective that had been unusual to Gorgug. But it's kind of sweet, right now. This unending backlog between them of a relationship they started late, apparently. ] I don't know-- can we? Is there enough time?
[ He peppers those questions, between each one, a kiss on Fabian's lips. Close enough afterwards that they could easily fall back into kissing, or that Gorgug will feel Fabian as he moves to speak.
Will they ever catch up? And why does failing not sound like a bad thing to him? ]
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There isn't. [ He adds to the groan - and another kiss after.
It's like an attempt to make up for something that can't ever be made up for. Even if they'd try, they would just end up getting more and more time they have to make up for because of these dumb missions. Even if this one was pretty unique in the specific way it separated them, it's not like it didn't happen before. Fabian thinks about the days he spent away from Adaine and Riz in that maze, unable to find them. He thinks about the nights alone in that house in Moorecroft, before Gorgug started to sleep over. He thinks about that dark time in this place, when Gorgug had been possessed and Riz far too antsy to really be up for cuddles.
Fabian isn't ruling out that could happen again. Being separated from Gorgug and Riz again, having to miss out on this again..
It's dumb. ]
We're never going to make up. [ Another kiss. ] It's unfair. [ One kiss more, and Fabian rolling over a little, pressing his body even more closely against Gorgug's own. ] I am going to have to do something about that.
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Mmm? [ Especially when it turns into a body on top of his, if at an angle. His hands come to rest on Fabian's thighs, and he adjusts himself, since he gets the idea--Fabian might want to be on top of him? And that could mean a lot of things, but despite Gorgug's low priority on not egging on Fabian's poutiness, he takes this moment to open his eyes, his arms framing Fabian's body, hands not yet leaving where they are, he has been paying attention. ]
Are you going to learn chronomancy?
[ This is where his mind should be, surely.
(Wasn't Gorgug meant to be learning that, actually?) ]
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At least it's kind of a callback more so than anything Fabian is deciding on the spot, since Gorgug did say he was going to learn it. Did he take that seriously? Did Fabian take that seriously? Who even knows at this point, yet Gorgug has been given this assignment now. Maybe it's a sign of Fabian having some faith in Gorgug that he's saying it now, like it's something the other obviously could do.
Or maybe he's just a little fed up.
With Gorgug holding him, Fabian scoots even closer, making sure their bodies are fully pressed up against each other at this point. ]
And I will--
[ Fabian stops, hesitates. As if he's realizing the flaw in his plan now: the fact that he doesn't have anything lined up for himself.
He resolves this by quickly kissing Gorgug so he can buy some time, and only then adding: ]
I don't know, I will-- I will go kill something! [ He'll figure out what, but surely that has to be the solution. He has always been taught that's the solution!! He can hear his papa saying it right now!! ]
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Well, you know, it's on the list of things to do. He'll figure it out, he'll get to that book his teacher gave him to take a stab at. Right now, it's a minor distraction that's easy to sweep away when Fabian is in the midst of a complaining session that doesn't require Gorgug to answer for anything. Fabian might be kissing him to give himself time, but does Gorgug really need to be distracted?
No. But the effort is nice. Actually, a lot about this is nice, the more that Gorgug gets to experience it; nevermind Fabian's lacklustre decision about what to do. He closes his eyes, enjoying the weight on him now, lifting one of his arms up Fabian's back to rest snugly. ]
Hey, Fabian? I don't know if you like it, but you're a nice weighted pillow again. [ Mmm. He's smiling a little. ] This helps.
[ You know. Their backlog. It totally helps. ]
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It doesn't take away the pout on his face though. If anything, it almost looks like he's starting to sulk more now. The difference is just that it's less of an outright angry sulk. Instead it almost seems a little bit more flustered.
Or just given in, really. Given in to the fact that he's Gorgug's personal body pillow now.
(It's kind of nice to be held like that, b-but still!!) ]
It helps what?
[ Apparently Fabian got so caught up in ranting that he totally forgot the initial topic he was even ranting about.. ]
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[ It counts, doesn't it? Gorgug thinks it's count, and he does open his eyes to look at Fabian, just for a peek! And catching that pouty face. But considering that Fabian was in the middle of ranting, he doesn't take it personally, and continues on smiling himself. Gives his boyfriend a bit of a squeeze, like he's getting comfortable with his personal body pillow. ]
You should make a new dance move. A fighting dance move? To kill something with.
[ This is probably not relevant to anything at all, from Fabian's position, but to Gorgug? It is. Things that make Fabian happy. Him going to kill something. If their backlog is about them, then surely it's about their individual happiness that aids in their mutual happiness.
Or maybe it's just that late enough night where Gorgug's had some kisses and is getting his cuddles, so he's in a relaxed and happy dopey mood. ]
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He can't even say anything to that. Which is rare, considering the fact that usually Fabian has something to say about absolutely everything in his life. But Gorgug is making him totally dumbstruck here, just.. leaning against the other for a moment and not saying anything.. B-Baka...
It takes a good minute or two before he speaks up again. Poutily, but in the sort of way where he doesn't sound very angry. More like he's sulking because he's embarrassed.. Embarrassed by the power of his boyfriend.. ]
That's practically what I always do on the battlefield. Do you ever watch me move?
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[ His magic, his bard-ness. He could specify his bard dancing, make it a little clearer, but what's the difference anyway? You put yourself into your moves makes sense to Gorgug. He thinks that Fabian must do that more than Gorgug ever could with his artificing: Fabian's equipment is his body. His tools, his craft.
Gorgug isn't looking at Fabian, at least. He's kind of in his own world, getting around to his point. ]
Watching your improvements would be a fun way of catching up. Seeing you grow. I appreciate the way you fight.
[ Did Complimenting 101 have some effect on Gorgug after all...!? ]
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For a moment he can't help but wonder if maybe the other took a little too well to his lessons - or maybe this is just some fluke. Some natural Gorgug kindness happening to shape itself in such a way that it's aiming right for Fabian's heart. Because these compliments are a little too good.
It's exactly the sort of thing Fabian wants to hear. Especially when he's been working so hard on it ever since he changed classes during last year's spring break. ]
...
[ He's a little quiet. A little dumbstruck, still. ]
You do?
[ It feels kind of pathetic to ask, but-- look, he's overwhelmed! He doesn't know what else to say! G-Gorgug likes.. the way he fights? Appreciates it? Wants to see more of it? Gorgug like him shaking his booty during battle? ]
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And I guess I miss all that. What kind of bard... moves are you exploring? Do you need to pull off the same move to do the same kind of spell? Is it just the intent?
[ What if we just talk about Fabian and his bard moves right now, while cuddling him like a comfy, weighted body pillow? Thanks! ]
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[ It's strange. What Gorgug is saying is entirely right - if anything, that stupid maze they were made to do when he first showed up here felt the closest like something Aguefort would organize for them, but Gorgug hadn't been here with them back then - and yet Fabian never really stopped to think about it.
Maybe it's just that there's been so many other things to talk about that Fabian never even bothered to think about this. Especially when he never really stopped to talk to the others about dancing back home either. All of them had been busy with their own school work, after all. And none of them were in bard class. (Especially since Fig was skipping out on her own.)
It makes it a little awkward to put it into words now. Not.. bad.
Just new, making Fabian need a little bit more time. ]
It's about.. feelings. [ He starts - tries. He knows it's very different than Gorgug's artificing is, considering the way the other talks about it.. All the books and the work.. ] Ms. Skullcleaver says we have to focus on how dance is always right now. And that you have to pay attention to what your body is trying to tell you.
[ Another small pause, but then, almost as if encouraged just by finally talking about it for once rather than keeping it all to himself: ]
She-- uh. She said I have a special gift, did you know that? And that the world needs it. She said I'm going to change the world.
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His mind doesn't get that far or deep into thinking about it. It's more something that Gorgug already acknowledges, this difference between their classes that he can't quite imagine. And Fabian's continuing, that mention of his teacher and her words, gets his brows to lift. Curiously, sincerely: ]
You're gonna become the Master of Dance?
[ A title that surely exists? ]
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