[ If anything, he was suspecting Fabian to say he wasn't in the mood anymore, that Gorgug ruined it, and then Gorgug would be left feeling bad from where he started. But instead he's met with--not the opposite, but the opposite in Gorgug's expectations, probably. A question that he isn't sure how to answer for a second, his gaze ducking away. ]
I-- maybe. [ There's a questioning tone that's kinda there, kinda too unsure if to be there. ] We're new enough into this, and I guess you could still-- change your mind? I wouldn't-- I mean, I wouldn't stop you...
[ His gaze hasn't turned back onto Fabian, sheepish, as Gorgug isn't sure if he should be so honest. Will Fabian be disappointed in him now? His lack of confidence, even though... Fabian can be a pretty picky guy. Who isn't to say he wouldn't dump Gorgug in a day? ]
Not that he can't see where Gorgug is coming from - especially when he doesn't radiate the kind of confidence about himself that Fabian shows off on the daily - but Fabian definitely didn't take any of this into account when he started getting huffy. He didn't imagine for even a moment that Gorgug could possibly feel this way!
So when the other says that, Fabian moves his hands onto Gorgug's face - something that's easy enough to do in their very close proximity - to turn the other's face back in his direction. He can't exactly turn the other's gaze that way, but he hopes the message is clear. That he wants Gorgug to look at him.
Because Fabian is giving him a very determined one-eyed gaze in return. ]
There is absolutely no way I am going to dump you over one shitty drink. [ He says it in such a dramatically determined way too. Like this is his way of trying to get this through Gorgug's head as much as possible. ] Do you really think I would be dating you if I thought so little of you? I chose you above all other people! Deliberately! You have to remember that!
[ The why is what Gorgug still can't get his head around.
He know he has a history of being down on himself, but it's not a negative view of himself that makes him question Fabian's interest in him. It's complicated, not that he isn't happy to give this a go, but-- maybe his expectations after dating Zelda have made him more grounded about romantic relationships. How easily they can drift, break apart.
He's not being a downer. Even with that small curiosity that might be shaped similar to doubt, Gorgug takes Fabian's words as close to heart. His head turned when Fabian moved it, and even after, he drops his gaze only for a second.
And in the second after, he gives Fabian a kiss on the lips. Soft, appreciative. ]
I do-- I will. [ Whichever one sounds... right... ] I wouldn't dump you over a shitty drink either. And-- I still think you look good. After spitting it out.
[ Look.
He remembered their discussion about compliments. It's a compliment, right? ]
[ Fabian stares at Gorgug after the other pulls away. The kiss seems to have taken away the huffiness in his expression, leaving behind something a little more blank - though that changes quickly, Fabian actually starting to smile a little when Gorgug says that last part.
He's definitely thinking the same thing here, after all. That Gorgug remembered the whole compliments thing, and like he's trying to use them here to make things better. Because he knows they make Fabian feel better.
At first he doesn't say anything. He just gets up from where he's sitting, moving over to where he dumped his bag when getting into the dance studio, and rummaging around in it for something. When he pulls something out, he returns back to Gorgug, dropping back down to sit next to the other again and holding it out to him.
It's a towel. Extra fluffy too, because Fabian's skin clearly can't endure anything that isn't fancy. ]
Here. If you want to get the drink off.
[ Most of it did end up all over the mirrored walls and floors of the dance studio, but they were both in the splash zone too..
And just like how Gorgug remembering the compliments is his way of trying to make it better, this is Fabian's own way of doing so. ]
[ Gorgug watches Fabian as he moves, wondering if he made a bad call with his compliment or not. But then he's coming back over with a towel, and Gorgug's more curious, even as the towel is offered.
He takes it without waiting for a response or anything, like he might know what to do with it before Fabian says anything, which-- oh. Should be obvious, right? He looks down at himself, the spaces where he did get splashed, but... ]
It's dried up on me. Unless we clean the floor. [ Which they could... unless they're going to ask a companion bot to help, which Fabian may or may not be into (would he use them even as cleaning service? it's hard to say). But he looks down at the towel again, and gets an idea as he looks back at Fabian. Unsure for a second, but: ]
I know a way we can get the drink off, [ he explains, his voice a little coy, his smile as small, but meaningful, too. ] In the showers.
[ At first he looks a little bit surprised when the other starts to suggest something else, but when the actual suggestion hits, Fabian rolls his eyes.
He doesn't look annoyed though. There's a weird fondness about it, maybe because he can't fully wipe the smile off his face at the same time as he's rolling his eye, dropping his arm from where it was holding out the towel before. ]
So that was on your mind.
[ Please, Fabian. You know how Gorgug is, pretty much everything he says has only entered his mind that very moment.. It's how Gorgug works..
But for all the teasing he's doing here, acting like he's so put-upon by it all, he's still smiling, even gesturing for the other to get up. ]
I suppose I could be amendable to the idea. Or maybe I just need a little more convincing, actually.
[ Considering where his mind was earlier, the current state of his mind is a little more innocent, if not completely, in this moment. ]
Well, [ he starts, while standing up because Fabian made the motion, and he's very easy to command, ] you're-- you were sweaty when I came in? And then we made the mess together, so I thought, a shower's good. There's nothing wrong with a shower.
[ ... ] And I don't have a change of clothes, but maybe you do?
[ He's leaving out a fairly important factor here, even if his mind is more innocent comparatively to where it was before.
No need to call him out about it though! It's cool!! ]
[ Oh gosh, the over explaining is starting again. It would threaten to kill Fabian's mood entirely here, were it not for where the over explaining is leading.
Right into something that makes him raise his eyebrows as he's staring at Gorgug. Kind of surprised, but also kind of looking like Fabian is realizing Gorgug is not thinking about some stuff here..
Like, for example-- ]
I thought you weren't ready to wear crop tops.
[ Because there's no way Fabian's shirts are going to cover your entire stomach, Gorgug. ]
[ See, point proven! Gorgug definitely can't handle the idea of crop tops, even now! It's almost like Fabian can start to see the other sweat on the spot at the very mention of it..
But before Fabian can remark anything about it, Gorgug makes that suggestion. It makes Fabian let out a huff of laughter. ]
Wow, you're taking off your hoodie? [ Look, don't blame him for teasing Gorgug if Gorgug is going to be like this, okay! ] I hardly see you without. It's like seeing you naked.
[ At least his tone makes it obvious it's just teasing..
You know, aside from the fact that they'd be naked in the shower anyway. As they have been. Many times. Even before they started dating! ]
[ Gorgug can tell that it's a joke, though it's not one he understands very well when his lyfe is hoodie lyfe, despite knowing that Fabian doesn't partake in it as much as Gorgug. But he does think about it, and with a second or so of thought, raises his arms to grab at the back of his hoodie and to pull it off, right there and then, slinging it over a forearm.
Underneath that hoodie, a true naked Gorgug can be observed: he's wearing a short-sleeved purple tee. ]
I'm not going into the shower like this-- I don't actually want to get wet. My clothes wet.
[ Sorry, but this is not as naked as actually undressing for a shower. But hopefully, Fabian can appreciate the...whatever this is. Acknowledgement? Let's go for that. ]
[ Darn. Look at that. T-shirt Gorgug. A rare sight, honestly, considering Fabian has not often seen the other wear something that does not have a hood of some kind attached to it. And though this entire thing is far more silly than sexy - especially with Gorgug saying that - Fabian seems amused enough, smiling even as he's rolling his eye a little bit. ]
Alright.
[ A second after he says it, he's already grabbing onto the bottom of his own shirt, pulling it up and over his head at the same time as he's already walking. It leaves him shirtless while they're not quite yet at the showers, but-- it's fine. There's no people around here right now anyway, so Fabian isn't too worried. (As if he'd ever be worried about putting his abs on full display, really. Those babies are meant to be seen!!) ]
[ Less clothes, Fabian says. And of course Gorgug is paying attention to Fabian, if doing so in his own way. Fabian strips, and Gorgug watches him, his expression not changing from the mild one that it is, his eyes going down his body, but then back up to his face.
And less clothes, he said. So Gorgug considers all this--Fabian's words, actions, and what he himself said, and he reaches and pulls off his own shirt too, revealing far less abs on display, but you know. Still being the same amount of naked as Fabian. ]
Okay, [ he says, draping the shirt with his hoodie, carrying it in the crook of his arm. He probably doesn't need to strip out of his bottoms yet, does he? He still has his shoes on! ]
[ Don't worry, Gorgug. It doesn't seem like Fabian is about to lose more clothes just yet. Instead he's making his way over to the shower, and only once they have actually arrived in there is he starting to take off his clothes so he can put them away before they get into the shower properly.
And while he's in the middle of doing it-- ]
Did you want to share that shower?
[ Look, Fabian initially thought it was something sexy, but Gorgug was making it sound kind of not so sexy after all..
Or maybe that's just Gorgug being Gorgug.
It's too early for Fabian to be able to fully tell, really. It's why he's asking! ]
[ There was ever any doubt in Gorgug about them sharing a shower. Actually, in the process of taking off his jeans, he was feeling giddy about the prospect. This is a new stage of their relationship, but the idea of being in the shower with Fabian is kinda fun...!!
But then Fabian asks that, and he stops to look at Fabian, and he-- wonders? ]
Yeah? [ Is that okay bro?? Is that okay?? He glances away again, and then when he looks at Fabian, he gives him a pair of fingerguns, his voice lilting on some words. ] I was thinking our kissing will taste a lot better under a shower head.
[ Pow pow, bro. Those guns are lock and loaded!! ]
For a moment Fabian kind of looks like he can't process what's happening here. Right in front of him. Right in front of his salad.
But then the surprise of Gorgug's sudden flirt, coupled with the classic fingerguns, instead makes Fabian let out a slight laugh. Okay, it's nerdy as hell, but that's exactly what makes it endearing! Sue him for liking this display!
He takes a step back over to Gorgug - now just in his underwear, mind you - and briefly presses his lips against the other's for a quick peck.
Still some energy drink taste in there. Yup. Ugh. Fabian resists the urge to make a face so hard. He's rolling real high on performance here! Please know how much effort he's putting into this, because if he would have made a face then he couldn't have added-- ]
I don't know, I think you always taste good.
[ ...
H-He's rushing into the shower now!!!!!! He's pulling off his underwear mid-run and running straight into that shower!!! CAN'T CATCH HIM, HE'S NOT BLUSHING OR CRINGING AT HIMSELF!!! ]
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[ Gorgug, standing there with his cocked fingerguns, does feel like the dork the other sees him for.
But is Gorgug rewarded regardless for his efforts? Yes, by that kiss on the lips. It springs the smile on his lips (a goofy attempt to look casual) wider with a mix of happiness and hopefulness, his eyes directly on Fabian as he pulls away and utters those words.
I think you always taste good.
O-oh? O-oh??
Fabian might be running off after those words, but Gorgug has been left dumbfounded where he was standing when he heard him; the meaning and reaction of them rising to his face and deepening his green skin. Fabian likes the taste of him.
They're gonna make out so much in that shower.
And that's what his skipping heart is telling him will happen, ... and maybe some more, if he's honest to some other parts of him, but-- he's a being with one goal as he follows after Fabian. Far from cringing, but with a manic energy growing inside himself.
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I-- maybe. [ There's a questioning tone that's kinda there, kinda too unsure if to be there. ] We're new enough into this, and I guess you could still-- change your mind? I wouldn't-- I mean, I wouldn't stop you...
[ His gaze hasn't turned back onto Fabian, sheepish, as Gorgug isn't sure if he should be so honest. Will Fabian be disappointed in him now? His lack of confidence, even though... Fabian can be a pretty picky guy. Who isn't to say he wouldn't dump Gorgug in a day? ]
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Not that he can't see where Gorgug is coming from - especially when he doesn't radiate the kind of confidence about himself that Fabian shows off on the daily - but Fabian definitely didn't take any of this into account when he started getting huffy. He didn't imagine for even a moment that Gorgug could possibly feel this way!
So when the other says that, Fabian moves his hands onto Gorgug's face - something that's easy enough to do in their very close proximity - to turn the other's face back in his direction. He can't exactly turn the other's gaze that way, but he hopes the message is clear. That he wants Gorgug to look at him.
Because Fabian is giving him a very determined one-eyed gaze in return. ]
There is absolutely no way I am going to dump you over one shitty drink. [ He says it in such a dramatically determined way too. Like this is his way of trying to get this through Gorgug's head as much as possible. ] Do you really think I would be dating you if I thought so little of you? I chose you above all other people! Deliberately! You have to remember that!
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He know he has a history of being down on himself, but it's not a negative view of himself that makes him question Fabian's interest in him. It's complicated, not that he isn't happy to give this a go, but-- maybe his expectations after dating Zelda have made him more grounded about romantic relationships. How easily they can drift, break apart.
He's not being a downer. Even with that small curiosity that might be shaped similar to doubt, Gorgug takes Fabian's words as close to heart. His head turned when Fabian moved it, and even after, he drops his gaze only for a second.
And in the second after, he gives Fabian a kiss on the lips. Soft, appreciative. ]
I do-- I will. [ Whichever one sounds... right... ] I wouldn't dump you over a shitty drink either. And-- I still think you look good. After spitting it out.
[ Look.
He remembered their discussion about compliments. It's a compliment, right? ]
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He's definitely thinking the same thing here, after all. That Gorgug remembered the whole compliments thing, and like he's trying to use them here to make things better. Because he knows they make Fabian feel better.
At first he doesn't say anything. He just gets up from where he's sitting, moving over to where he dumped his bag when getting into the dance studio, and rummaging around in it for something. When he pulls something out, he returns back to Gorgug, dropping back down to sit next to the other again and holding it out to him.
It's a towel. Extra fluffy too, because Fabian's skin clearly can't endure anything that isn't fancy. ]
Here. If you want to get the drink off.
[ Most of it did end up all over the mirrored walls and floors of the dance studio, but they were both in the splash zone too..
And just like how Gorgug remembering the compliments is his way of trying to make it better, this is Fabian's own way of doing so. ]
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He takes it without waiting for a response or anything, like he might know what to do with it before Fabian says anything, which-- oh. Should be obvious, right? He looks down at himself, the spaces where he did get splashed, but... ]
It's dried up on me. Unless we clean the floor. [ Which they could... unless they're going to ask a companion bot to help, which Fabian may or may not be into (would he use them even as cleaning service? it's hard to say). But he looks down at the towel again, and gets an idea as he looks back at Fabian. Unsure for a second, but: ]
I know a way we can get the drink off, [ he explains, his voice a little coy, his smile as small, but meaningful, too. ] In the showers.
[ (W-wink wonk) ]
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He doesn't look annoyed though. There's a weird fondness about it, maybe because he can't fully wipe the smile off his face at the same time as he's rolling his eye, dropping his arm from where it was holding out the towel before. ]
So that was on your mind.
[ Please, Fabian. You know how Gorgug is, pretty much everything he says has only entered his mind that very moment.. It's how Gorgug works..
But for all the teasing he's doing here, acting like he's so put-upon by it all, he's still smiling, even gesturing for the other to get up. ]
I suppose I could be amendable to the idea. Or maybe I just need a little more convincing, actually.
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Well, [ he starts, while standing up because Fabian made the motion, and he's very easy to command, ] you're-- you were sweaty when I came in? And then we made the mess together, so I thought, a shower's good. There's nothing wrong with a shower.
[ ... ] And I don't have a change of clothes, but maybe you do?
[ He's leaving out a fairly important factor here, even if his mind is more innocent comparatively to where it was before.
No need to call him out about it though! It's cool!! ]
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Right into something that makes him raise his eyebrows as he's staring at Gorgug. Kind of surprised, but also kind of looking like Fabian is realizing Gorgug is not thinking about some stuff here..
Like, for example-- ]
I thought you weren't ready to wear crop tops.
[ Because there's no way Fabian's shirts are going to cover your entire stomach, Gorgug. ]
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I'm fine. I-- haven't been exercising like you? [ ... ] I can wait to get back to change.
[ But he'll pluck a piece of his hoodie between his fingers, figuring, ] But I can keep this off, if I shower.
[ If he doesn't wear his hoodie, that's like a completely different outfit, right?? That's how this works. ]
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But before Fabian can remark anything about it, Gorgug makes that suggestion. It makes Fabian let out a huff of laughter. ]
Wow, you're taking off your hoodie? [ Look, don't blame him for teasing Gorgug if Gorgug is going to be like this, okay! ] I hardly see you without. It's like seeing you naked.
[ At least his tone makes it obvious it's just teasing..
You know, aside from the fact that they'd be naked in the shower anyway. As they have been. Many times. Even before they started dating! ]
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Underneath that hoodie, a true naked Gorgug can be observed: he's wearing a short-sleeved purple tee. ]
I'm not going into the shower like this-- I don't actually want to get wet. My clothes wet.
[ Sorry, but this is not as naked as actually undressing for a shower. But hopefully, Fabian can appreciate the...whatever this is. Acknowledgement? Let's go for that. ]
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Alright.
[ A second after he says it, he's already grabbing onto the bottom of his own shirt, pulling it up and over his head at the same time as he's already walking. It leaves him shirtless while they're not quite yet at the showers, but-- it's fine. There's no people around here right now anyway, so Fabian isn't too worried. (As if he'd ever be worried about putting his abs on full display, really. Those babies are meant to be seen!!) ]
Less clothes, then.
[ Very normal thing to both do and say, right. ]
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And less clothes, he said. So Gorgug considers all this--Fabian's words, actions, and what he himself said, and he reaches and pulls off his own shirt too, revealing far less abs on display, but you know. Still being the same amount of naked as Fabian. ]
Okay, [ he says, draping the shirt with his hoodie, carrying it in the crook of his arm. He probably doesn't need to strip out of his bottoms yet, does he? He still has his shoes on! ]
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And while he's in the middle of doing it-- ]
Did you want to share that shower?
[ Look, Fabian initially thought it was something sexy, but Gorgug was making it sound kind of not so sexy after all..
Or maybe that's just Gorgug being Gorgug.
It's too early for Fabian to be able to fully tell, really. It's why he's asking! ]
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But then Fabian asks that, and he stops to look at Fabian, and he-- wonders? ]
Yeah? [ Is that okay bro?? Is that okay?? He glances away again, and then when he looks at Fabian, he gives him a pair of fingerguns, his voice lilting on some words. ] I was thinking our kissing will taste a lot better under a shower head.
[ Pow pow, bro. Those guns are lock and loaded!! ]
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For a moment Fabian kind of looks like he can't process what's happening here. Right in front of him. Right in front of his salad.
But then the surprise of Gorgug's sudden flirt, coupled with the classic fingerguns, instead makes Fabian let out a slight laugh. Okay, it's nerdy as hell, but that's exactly what makes it endearing! Sue him for liking this display!
He takes a step back over to Gorgug - now just in his underwear, mind you - and briefly presses his lips against the other's for a quick peck.
Still some energy drink taste in there. Yup. Ugh. Fabian resists the urge to make a face so hard. He's rolling real high on performance here! Please know how much effort he's putting into this, because if he would have made a face then he couldn't have added-- ]
I don't know, I think you always taste good.
[ ...
H-He's rushing into the shower now!!!!!! He's pulling off his underwear mid-run and running straight into that shower!!! CAN'T CATCH HIM, HE'S NOT BLUSHING OR CRINGING AT HIMSELF!!! ]
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But is Gorgug rewarded regardless for his efforts? Yes, by that kiss on the lips. It springs the smile on his lips (a goofy attempt to look casual) wider with a mix of happiness and hopefulness, his eyes directly on Fabian as he pulls away and utters those words.
I think you always taste good.
O-oh? O-oh??
Fabian might be running off after those words, but Gorgug has been left dumbfounded where he was standing when he heard him; the meaning and reaction of them rising to his face and deepening his green skin. Fabian likes the taste of him.
They're gonna make out so much in that shower.
And that's what his skipping heart is telling him will happen, ... and maybe some more, if he's honest to some other parts of him, but-- he's a being with one goal as he follows after Fabian. Far from cringing, but with a manic energy growing inside himself.
He's gonna get his kisses in!! ]