[ Fabian follows Gorgug, and when he moves to sit down on the ground next to the other, he is absolutely not keeping his distance in the slightest. Instead Fabian drops so closely to Gorgug that the sides of their arms are definitely touching as they're sitting here.
Why not, after all? It's not like Fabian is going to waste a moment of physical proximity here. Not when they have some privacy on top of it, and when the mood feels nice for once.
Even in this place.
But when Fabian notices the drinks the other is taking out of his bag, he just lets out a laugh. ]
Gorgug, what is that?
[ At the blue drink, of course. Maybe the green one is some vegetable smoothie? Fabian will have to check that out, but he's too busy staring at the nuclear-looking liquid-in-a-bottle Gorgug is still holding up. ]
I'm not so sure if health is the right word to describe that. It kind of looks like magical water, and not a good kind. More a cursed kind. [ Did you buy cursed water, Gorgug?
Though Fabian mostly seems like he's joking over here. There's something very at ease about him right now, very casual. ]
[ Gorgug sees where Fabian's looking, and picks it up. It definitely has that intensisty, extreme kind of exercise-related design for its label, and Gorgug twists it around from the bottle cap to observe it better. ]
It said it has electrolytes. Do you think it tastes any good? Or that it's really blue?
[ It could just be the bottling... Gorgug's never bought one to really check out before, but now there's the opportunity. He looks at Fabian, side-by-side to him, holding onto the drink properly in his hand now as: ]
Dare you to drink it.
[ To drink the cursed water, Fabian. He has to, after the fuss Fabian just made about it! ]
While making intense eye contact. The entire time. It's a small miracle that he actually managed to latch onto the bottle itself and didn't awkwardly grapple Gorgug's hand instead, really.
Once Fabian has the bottle, he holds it up next to his head, still looking at Gorgug. ]
And what if it tastes bad? [ Fabian has no idea how it's going to taste, or what it's going to do to his body, honestly - but it's not like he can turn down a challenge. He has to do it now. ] Are you going to get that taste out of my mouth?
[ I-Is this flirting? Is that meant in a sexy way? Or is it just dumb bro talk, trying to gross each other out?
Who even knows at this point. It might be a little bit of all of the above, as is bound to happen when you start practically dating your sports bro. ]
[ Gorgug is being looked at--and so he looks right back. Considering he started this challenging eye contact, he's not so easily going to back down. Fabian asks his question (also framed like a question), and Gorgug
he breaks eye contact for the slimmest of microseconds as he considers, then says: ]
I've got beef jerky.
[ Very serious.
And only sexy if you're really into beef jerky, like Gorgug. ]
[ It's a good thing that Fabian hadn't gotten started yet with drinking from that bottle, because if he had, he surely would have choked on it while hearing Gorgug's answer.
Thankfully the only thing Fabian is choking on right now is just plain air. It's the sort of gasp that sounds half-offended, and half like Fabian is trying to hold back a laugh, because you can't be the first one to laugh in situations like these!! ]
Seriously? [ He says, taking the cap off the bottle, but not drinking just yet. Just holding the bottle in his hands. ] That's the only method you can think of?
[ What, what's wrong with his beef jerky? Gorgug doesn't see the laughing matter about this, but at Fabian's question, he is looking away, unsure. Actually, there is another idea in his mind if food doesn't count, but... ]
Uhh, are we...talking about something sexy, or eating something else?
[ ...okay, so he came back to food because there's only one alternative Gorgug can think of, but--he doesn't know if Fabian means that? So he's looking at Fabian, unsure about even being close to the right track--
What else gets rid of a bad taste except replacing it with an entirely different taste...? ]
[ When Fabian looks at Gorgug, he's pouting a little.
Thankfully it doesn't seem to be anything too serious - if anything, there's something playful about the way he's pouting as well - but there's still that pout at Fabian having to fully put all of this into words, when Gorgug only now seems to slowly be catching on. ]
Of course I was talking about you kissing me!
[ .. Not like he realizes that Gorgug wasn't exactly arriving at the thought of kissing.. Fabian is so unaware.. ]
Do you think I would be asking for food before I'd ask for a kiss from you?
A kiss wasn't even what Gorgug was thinking about, but receiving that answer with that face... he's not sure if he should say anything? Probably not, but he can at least tell half a truth-- ]
I thought we'd share the taste if we kissed, so, you know...
[ But even so, you know what might fix this? A quick peck on the lips. On those pouting lips. ]
I'll share the taste. If it isn't too bad.
[ ...it's gotta be at least worth half a romantic point, right??? ]
[ The whole 'if it isn't too bad' thing does threaten to kill the impact of what Gorgug is saying here, like he can't even commit to this just because of one bad-tasting drink--
But the kiss saves it. It may just be a quick peck, but something about it seems like it's shutting Fabian up before he's even getting started. Thankfully for Gorgug. ]
Alright, I'll start drinking it on three.
[ As if this drink is so intimidating that it needs a countdown.. ]
But you better get ready to kiss me as soon as possible in case I need it, alright? [ See that Look he's giving you, Gorgug.
Can you really say no to that? Maybe you just have to kiss him either way, king. ]
[ Wow, this is so much pressure on one half-orc! But Fabian's saying he's got to get ready, so Gorgug moves aside his bag a little, as if it could possibly be in the way; pretends to adjust himself, mainly because he already knows he's in a good kissing position from already giving Fabain that peck on the lips.
But then he's nodding eagerly, so serious in his job! ]
I'm ready. On three.
[ He's 80% sure to kiss Fabian on three! Or four, more likely. He feels like his position as Fabian's boyfriend depends on it! ]
[ And Fabian is already lifting the bottle with the strangely colored drink to his lips. It's clear that he actually is drinking from it, rather than just faking it in order to try and get a free kiss out of his boyfriend.
.. if not just because it becomes clear really, really obvious that Fabian does not like the taste of this drink. He lowers the bottle, but with the way his cheeks are still bulging out, it seems that he doesn't even dare to swallow the sip of it that he's got in his mouth right now.. As if just the taste in his mouth is already bad enough..
A-And he's looking more like he has to throw up with each passing moment.. G-Gorgug! Gorgug, do something! This is your boyfriendly duty! ]
The problem is: his boyfriend-ly duty to kiss Fabian if he didn't like his drink. And Fabian is making a face that indicates just that. And it's not that Gorgug didn't have the intention to kiss Fabian and to keep his word! It's just-- it's just--
His mouth looks so bloated. How is he supposed to do anything when Fabian isn't even swallowing the drink!? He stares at the scene, his hands up but doing nothing, brain trying to calculate the best move to make in mere seconds. The answer is to--
take his hands and slap the sides of Fabian's cheeks to burst the pimple that is his mouth, while simultaneously trying to move his head--and therefore his popped pimple mouth aim!--in a direction away from Gorgug and his bag. Sure, he might get a wet arm from doing this since it's probably in the way, but--!
He needs that mouth empty, bro! He needs you to empty your mouth so you can get your kisses in!! ]
But even he can't resist a force like this. Especially when he's definitely going to lose from Gorgug in a strength check, and even more so when he's at a disadvantage due to currently having something in his mouth that feels like it does not belong there. It feels like he is holding nuclear waste. In his mouth.
And before he even has the time to decide on what to do with it - swallow it and trap himself with it even further or try to find some gracious way to spit it out - Gorgug is deciding for him. Fabian's head turns like a rag doll's, and a moment later he's absolutely spitting that drink out all over the floor. And the mirror in that direction. And Gorgug's arm, just a little bit.
Fabian seems completely dumbstruck by this for about one moment, but then he instead starts to quickly look like he's freaking out instead, starting with a-- ]
Dude!
[ He's turning towards Gorgug.. There's still some of that energy drink on his lips and cheeks because of how it was ejected.. ]
[ The noise is gross as the drink spurts out of Fabian like a broken pipe, and Gorgug grimaces as much for that as he does watching the blue liquid spit out everywhere. Grosssss, who's going to clean that up? Can they get a companion bot to clean it up??
No time to think about that now, even though Gorgug thinks to look away at the result of his quick thinking splattered across the floor. There's a sharp and loud Dude! sounding in his ears, and he looks back at Fabian, initially confused than even a trace of shame on his face.
And it's still confused, once Fabian gets to speak. ]
You didn't swallow! What was I supposed to do? You wanted me to kiss you! You were gonna get it in my mouth!
[ Behold, conversations that no one should overhear without context. ]
[ Maybe he wanted to get it into your mouth, Gorgug! Maybe that was the revenge for getting him to put this stuff into his mouth in the first place, especially when Fabian Aramais Seacaster is only used to eating the finest of things!
(.. well, the finest of things and a whole lot of fried rice that has been stored in a garage for pretty much an entire year, but we don't talk about that--)
Still, it's not like it's totally ruined now. No, the more Fabian listens to Gorgug, the more he realizes his revenge can still be ongoing.
Mostly in the form of Fabian being the first to cover the slight gap between the two of them. His hands latch onto Gorgug's shirt, mostly to try and keep him from pulling away once he realizes that maybe the kiss isn't just good. Because sure, it's a real kiss, and Fabian really is kissing Gorgug. But with the way that liquid was ejected from his mouth, Gorgug will find its awful taste all over Fabian's lips. And over Fabian's tongue, considering that thing is currently attempting to find its way into Gorgug's mouth to try and get the awful taste into his boyfriend's mouth as well.
Hey, at least it's not an infection they're passing around this time. ]
[ Have you ever had the most disgusting kiss in your life.
Unfortunately for Gorgug, he doesn't even realise what Fabian is trying to do to him. When he grabs onto his clothes, pulls them both closer together and crushes their mouths, he's too confused to think about it until lips are touching his, and-- no, it's the taste. It's the gross flavour that's sticky on Fabian's mouth and on his skin, and Gorgug tries to whine a no while there's a tongue trying to find entry, which just takes this further.
It's not hot. It's disgusting, the artificial flavouring that spreads inside his mouth for a kiss that should be pleasant, but isn't. He doesn't immediately push Fabian back out of a freezing deer response, but his hands finally come to grab at the sides around Fabian's neck, and he starts pushing his back, even if Fabian's working to keep them in.
But he can yank his head aside, turn his face so it's no longer in range for Fabian's cruelty!! ]
You suck! You fucking suck!!
[ It is the utmost whining coming out of Gorgug, while his fingers clench tighter against the fabric of Fabian's own (skin tight) shirt, his emotions wound up enough where he's both revolted, but also? There's a part of him that wants revenge. That doesn't want to let Fabian go, but his brain is conflicted and his critical thinking skills are still in psyduck mode.
So he's probably just going to be as big a baby as Fabian is, really. ]
You did this to us, Gorgug! You did this! You brought this here!
[ There's so much big baby energy going on around here. Fabian even looks like he's attempting to reach Gorgug's mouth again for a few moments, but even though Fabian is pretty flexible, there's no way he's going to win from Gorgug's strength. If Gorgug is holding him in the exact position where Fabian can't reach his face, then there's no way he's going to reach it.
So after a few moments of attempting it.. He does give up, moving back a little. Not a whole lot, since Gorgug is still holding onto him, but still far enough that it doesn't seem like he's trying to force more gross energy drink mouth on Gorgug. ]
Gods, that is absolutely the worst thing I have tasted in my entire life. [ And he has attempted to eat glass.
[ Gorgug succeeds (somewhat) in avoiding more of the drink, the taste, the onslaught that Fabian was sending his way. He's still grabbing onto Fabian's shirt, but his fingers start to ease onto their grip as the spike in Gorgug's emotions settle. Not without some thoughts swirling in his head willing to keep him high on that impulsive drive (I know another taste that'll get it out of your mouth), but he's managing to not let that get in the way.
Because he's not feeling so bold to go in the direction some part of his brain things he should. Has been thinking that's where Fabian wanted to go in the first place.
... he's still going to bring up a leg bent at the knee, resting his arm over it, as if creating a barricade between himself and Fabian. ]
That didn't mean you had to shove it down my throat. I was trying to be nice. You could've done anything else.
[ Is he pouting? A little. But more in that 'I can't believe my new boyfriend tried to do this to me?' way. ]
I would've kissed you. I was going to kiss you, you know.
[ Fabian, in the meantime, is very busy wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. To get the taste of the shitty drink off there, of course. It's not the taste of Gorgug's lips he minds - it's just that! Ugh, he bets he's going to be tasting it all day now, it's so pervasive..
Guess there's two boyfriends pouting now. Each for their own reasons. Each blaming each other.
.. though Fabian does say, after a second: ]
You could kiss me now, you know.
[ B-Baka!!
He's not even looking at Gorgug as he's saying it either. ]
[ Fabian is saying what he could be doing, and that is true. Except Gorgug's glancing at Fabian, the betrayal still fresh on his mouth and mind, and can he risk it? Does he dare? Even if there's no glint in his boyfriend's eye--he could be tricking Gorgug! He could be trying to get him to lower his guard!
... ]
...you're not gonna try anything?
[ Does he have more of that drink in his mouth? No.
...
...does that mean Gorgug believes that it's safe? Also no!!! ]
Really, Fabian is contemplating if he can just cut the chase and lean in to kiss Gorgug first - but considering the protests Gorgug is throwing over here, he kind of feels like that will actually get him even further away from the goal of kissing his boyfriend.
S-So he's.. he's patient! He's trying so damn hard to be patient! ]
...distrust. An uncertainty, looking at Fabian, the betrayal fresh on his memory, and also the spurting blue coming out from Fabian's mouth from before that (not a betrayal, a smart and sensible decision by Gorgug!!). No longer is sucking dicks on the mind as Gorgug tentatively bends his knee so he can start to lean on, going in the slowest manner for doing so. Moving towards Fabian, except, when he does...
[ Fabian looks like he is about one to two seconds away from screaming his lungs out. Especially when he knows whose fault it is that he smells like that drink! Mister Thistlespring over here with his "oh no, just taste it, what's the worst thing that could happen--"
Your boyfriend not wanting to kiss you! That is the worst thing that could happen! ]
Then just kiss me so I smell like you instead! [ He definitely sounds worked up. Fabian's hands even reach out to latch onto Gorgug's hoodie to pull him a little closer.
Kiss him, dude!!! KISS HIM!!! This is the world's most aggressive flirting as long as you don't count pretty much anything Zelda did! ]
[ Listen to the way a dog sighs, and you'll know the exact way Gorgug does after one last pause, before finally resigning to this fate of his. He leans in the rest of the way and gives Fabian the kiss he wants, settling it on his lips (ugh, he's pretty sure he can taste the spit drink on those lips!!!), and kinda not completely interested in deepening the kiss--unless Fabian pulls him in that way.
Then fiiine, fiiiine. They can have a proper make out, even if it's the most reluctant, unsexy kind of kissing session already ruined before it begins. He's not sure if this is working to make Fabian smell like him more than it's just making Gorgug hyper aware of every flavour he thinks he's getting a taste of, and he's sure that it's all bad.
Who knew kissing could taste so bad?? This is surely Fabian's fault. ]
[ For what it's worth, it does seem like he's longing to deepen the kiss. Despite his huffy attitude and all, Fabian seems to be giving this kiss all he's got. He's going for the full make out, apparently. Maybe he's hoping he can forget this terrible experience if he just gets that. Boyfriend-induced amnesia. Something like that.
But he isn't getting that. Especially when Fabian realizes so quickly that something is definitely up when he deepens the kiss and gets.. well, practically nothing from Gorgug. Just the bare minimum.
So Fabian just pulls back. Looking definitely not happy. Despite the fact that the liquid was already gone from his face, he wipes at said face with the back of his hand all over again.
It's not really to clean anything. It's to hide his embarrassment. And slight hurt. If there's anything that gets to Fabian Seacaster, it's feeling like he's being ignored or given the bare minimum. ]
You can just tell me if you want me to go, you know.
[ He is NOT on the verge of crying. His eyes are NOT looking a little watery. Absolutely not!! You're imagining it!! He's handling this in a mature and cool and manly way!! ]
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Why not, after all? It's not like Fabian is going to waste a moment of physical proximity here. Not when they have some privacy on top of it, and when the mood feels nice for once.
Even in this place.
But when Fabian notices the drinks the other is taking out of his bag, he just lets out a laugh. ]
Gorgug, what is that?
[ At the blue drink, of course. Maybe the green one is some vegetable smoothie? Fabian will have to check that out, but he's too busy staring at the nuclear-looking liquid-in-a-bottle Gorgug is still holding up. ]
I'm not so sure if health is the right word to describe that. It kind of looks like magical water, and not a good kind. More a cursed kind. [ Did you buy cursed water, Gorgug?
Though Fabian mostly seems like he's joking over here. There's something very at ease about him right now, very casual. ]
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It said it has electrolytes. Do you think it tastes any good? Or that it's really blue?
[ It could just be the bottling... Gorgug's never bought one to really check out before, but now there's the opportunity. He looks at Fabian, side-by-side to him, holding onto the drink properly in his hand now as: ]
Dare you to drink it.
[ To drink the cursed water, Fabian. He has to, after the fuss Fabian just made about it! ]
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While making intense eye contact. The entire time. It's a small miracle that he actually managed to latch onto the bottle itself and didn't awkwardly grapple Gorgug's hand instead, really.
Once Fabian has the bottle, he holds it up next to his head, still looking at Gorgug. ]
And what if it tastes bad? [ Fabian has no idea how it's going to taste, or what it's going to do to his body, honestly - but it's not like he can turn down a challenge. He has to do it now. ] Are you going to get that taste out of my mouth?
[ I-Is this flirting? Is that meant in a sexy way? Or is it just dumb bro talk, trying to gross each other out?
Who even knows at this point. It might be a little bit of all of the above, as is bound to happen when you start practically dating your sports bro. ]
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he breaks eye contact for the slimmest of microseconds as he considers, then says: ]
I've got beef jerky.
[ Very serious.
And only sexy if you're really into beef jerky, like Gorgug. ]
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Thankfully the only thing Fabian is choking on right now is just plain air. It's the sort of gasp that sounds half-offended, and half like Fabian is trying to hold back a laugh, because you can't be the first one to laugh in situations like these!! ]
Seriously? [ He says, taking the cap off the bottle, but not drinking just yet. Just holding the bottle in his hands. ] That's the only method you can think of?
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Uhh, are we...talking about something sexy, or eating something else?
[ ...okay, so he came back to food because there's only one alternative Gorgug can think of, but--he doesn't know if Fabian means that? So he's looking at Fabian, unsure about even being close to the right track--
What else gets rid of a bad taste except replacing it with an entirely different taste...? ]
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Thankfully it doesn't seem to be anything too serious - if anything, there's something playful about the way he's pouting as well - but there's still that pout at Fabian having to fully put all of this into words, when Gorgug only now seems to slowly be catching on. ]
Of course I was talking about you kissing me!
[ .. Not like he realizes that Gorgug wasn't exactly arriving at the thought of kissing.. Fabian is so unaware.. ]
Do you think I would be asking for food before I'd ask for a kiss from you?
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[ Oh.
A kiss wasn't even what Gorgug was thinking about, but receiving that answer with that face... he's not sure if he should say anything? Probably not, but he can at least tell half a truth-- ]
I thought we'd share the taste if we kissed, so, you know...
[ But even so, you know what might fix this? A quick peck on the lips. On those pouting lips. ]
I'll share the taste. If it isn't too bad.
[ ...it's gotta be at least worth half a romantic point, right??? ]
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But the kiss saves it. It may just be a quick peck, but something about it seems like it's shutting Fabian up before he's even getting started. Thankfully for Gorgug. ]
Alright, I'll start drinking it on three.
[ As if this drink is so intimidating that it needs a countdown.. ]
But you better get ready to kiss me as soon as possible in case I need it, alright? [ See that Look he's giving you, Gorgug.
Can you really say no to that? Maybe you just have to kiss him either way, king. ]
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But then he's nodding eagerly, so serious in his job! ]
I'm ready. On three.
[ He's 80% sure to kiss Fabian on three! Or four, more likely. He feels like his position as Fabian's boyfriend depends on it! ]
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One, two, three--
[ And Fabian is already lifting the bottle with the strangely colored drink to his lips. It's clear that he actually is drinking from it, rather than just faking it in order to try and get a free kiss out of his boyfriend.
.. if not just because it becomes clear really, really obvious that Fabian does not like the taste of this drink. He lowers the bottle, but with the way his cheeks are still bulging out, it seems that he doesn't even dare to swallow the sip of it that he's got in his mouth right now.. As if just the taste in his mouth is already bad enough..
A-And he's looking more like he has to throw up with each passing moment.. G-Gorgug! Gorgug, do something! This is your boyfriendly duty! ]
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The problem is: his boyfriend-ly duty to kiss Fabian if he didn't like his drink. And Fabian is making a face that indicates just that. And it's not that Gorgug didn't have the intention to kiss Fabian and to keep his word! It's just-- it's just--
His mouth looks so bloated. How is he supposed to do anything when Fabian isn't even swallowing the drink!? He stares at the scene, his hands up but doing nothing, brain trying to calculate the best move to make in mere seconds. The answer is to--
take his hands and slap the sides of Fabian's cheeks to burst the pimple that is his mouth, while simultaneously trying to move his head--and therefore his popped pimple mouth aim!--in a direction away from Gorgug and his bag. Sure, he might get a wet arm from doing this since it's probably in the way, but--!
He needs that mouth empty, bro! He needs you to empty your mouth so you can get your kisses in!! ]
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But even he can't resist a force like this. Especially when he's definitely going to lose from Gorgug in a strength check, and even more so when he's at a disadvantage due to currently having something in his mouth that feels like it does not belong there. It feels like he is holding nuclear waste. In his mouth.
And before he even has the time to decide on what to do with it - swallow it and trap himself with it even further or try to find some gracious way to spit it out - Gorgug is deciding for him. Fabian's head turns like a rag doll's, and a moment later he's absolutely spitting that drink out all over the floor. And the mirror in that direction. And Gorgug's arm, just a little bit.
Fabian seems completely dumbstruck by this for about one moment, but then he instead starts to quickly look like he's freaking out instead, starting with a-- ]
Dude!
[ He's turning towards Gorgug.. There's still some of that energy drink on his lips and cheeks because of how it was ejected.. ]
What the fuck was that?!
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No time to think about that now, even though Gorgug thinks to look away at the result of his quick thinking splattered across the floor. There's a sharp and loud Dude! sounding in his ears, and he looks back at Fabian, initially confused than even a trace of shame on his face.
And it's still confused, once Fabian gets to speak. ]
You didn't swallow! What was I supposed to do? You wanted me to kiss you! You were gonna get it in my mouth!
[ Behold, conversations that no one should overhear without context. ]
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(.. well, the finest of things and a whole lot of fried rice that has been stored in a garage for pretty much an entire year, but we don't talk about that--)
Still, it's not like it's totally ruined now. No, the more Fabian listens to Gorgug, the more he realizes his revenge can still be ongoing.
Mostly in the form of Fabian being the first to cover the slight gap between the two of them. His hands latch onto Gorgug's shirt, mostly to try and keep him from pulling away once he realizes that maybe the kiss isn't just good. Because sure, it's a real kiss, and Fabian really is kissing Gorgug. But with the way that liquid was ejected from his mouth, Gorgug will find its awful taste all over Fabian's lips. And over Fabian's tongue, considering that thing is currently attempting to find its way into Gorgug's mouth to try and get the awful taste into his boyfriend's mouth as well.
Hey, at least it's not an infection they're passing around this time. ]
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Unfortunately for Gorgug, he doesn't even realise what Fabian is trying to do to him. When he grabs onto his clothes, pulls them both closer together and crushes their mouths, he's too confused to think about it until lips are touching his, and-- no, it's the taste. It's the gross flavour that's sticky on Fabian's mouth and on his skin, and Gorgug tries to whine a no while there's a tongue trying to find entry, which just takes this further.
It's not hot. It's disgusting, the artificial flavouring that spreads inside his mouth for a kiss that should be pleasant, but isn't. He doesn't immediately push Fabian back out of a freezing deer response, but his hands finally come to grab at the sides around Fabian's neck, and he starts pushing his back, even if Fabian's working to keep them in.
But he can yank his head aside, turn his face so it's no longer in range for Fabian's cruelty!! ]
You suck! You fucking suck!!
[ It is the utmost whining coming out of Gorgug, while his fingers clench tighter against the fabric of Fabian's own (skin tight) shirt, his emotions wound up enough where he's both revolted, but also? There's a part of him that wants revenge. That doesn't want to let Fabian go, but his brain is conflicted and his critical thinking skills are still in psyduck mode.
So he's probably just going to be as big a baby as Fabian is, really. ]
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[ There's so much big baby energy going on around here. Fabian even looks like he's attempting to reach Gorgug's mouth again for a few moments, but even though Fabian is pretty flexible, there's no way he's going to win from Gorgug's strength. If Gorgug is holding him in the exact position where Fabian can't reach his face, then there's no way he's going to reach it.
So after a few moments of attempting it.. He does give up, moving back a little. Not a whole lot, since Gorgug is still holding onto him, but still far enough that it doesn't seem like he's trying to force more gross energy drink mouth on Gorgug. ]
Gods, that is absolutely the worst thing I have tasted in my entire life. [ And he has attempted to eat glass.
For the record. ]
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Because he's not feeling so bold to go in the direction some part of his brain things he should. Has been thinking that's where Fabian wanted to go in the first place.
... he's still going to bring up a leg bent at the knee, resting his arm over it, as if creating a barricade between himself and Fabian. ]
That didn't mean you had to shove it down my throat. I was trying to be nice. You could've done anything else.
[ Is he pouting? A little. But more in that 'I can't believe my new boyfriend tried to do this to me?' way. ]
I would've kissed you. I was going to kiss you, you know.
[ He was going to kiss you! ]
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Guess there's two boyfriends pouting now. Each for their own reasons. Each blaming each other.
.. though Fabian does say, after a second: ]
You could kiss me now, you know.
[ B-Baka!!
He's not even looking at Gorgug as he's saying it either. ]
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... ]
...you're not gonna try anything?
[ Does he have more of that drink in his mouth? No.
...
...does that mean Gorgug believes that it's safe? Also no!!! ]
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Really, Fabian is contemplating if he can just cut the chase and lean in to kiss Gorgug first - but considering the protests Gorgug is throwing over here, he kind of feels like that will actually get him even further away from the goal of kissing his boyfriend.
S-So he's.. he's patient! He's trying so damn hard to be patient! ]
Of course not!
[ Gorgug!! ]
So what's stopping you?
[ Just kiss him!!!!!!!!! ]
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...
...distrust. An uncertainty, looking at Fabian, the betrayal fresh on his memory, and also the spurting blue coming out from Fabian's mouth from before that (not a betrayal, a smart and sensible decision by Gorgug!!). No longer is sucking dicks on the mind as Gorgug tentatively bends his knee so he can start to lean on, going in the slowest manner for doing so. Moving towards Fabian, except, when he does...
...
He sniffs. His nose wrinkles. ]
You smell like that drink.
[ Bro.
bro!! ]
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Your boyfriend not wanting to kiss you! That is the worst thing that could happen! ]
Then just kiss me so I smell like you instead! [ He definitely sounds worked up. Fabian's hands even reach out to latch onto Gorgug's hoodie to pull him a little closer.
Kiss him, dude!!! KISS HIM!!! This is the world's most aggressive flirting as long as you don't count pretty much anything Zelda did! ]
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Then fiiine, fiiiine. They can have a proper make out, even if it's the most reluctant, unsexy kind of kissing session already ruined before it begins. He's not sure if this is working to make Fabian smell like him more than it's just making Gorgug hyper aware of every flavour he thinks he's getting a taste of, and he's sure that it's all bad.
Who knew kissing could taste so bad?? This is surely Fabian's fault. ]
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But he isn't getting that. Especially when Fabian realizes so quickly that something is definitely up when he deepens the kiss and gets.. well, practically nothing from Gorgug. Just the bare minimum.
So Fabian just pulls back. Looking definitely not happy. Despite the fact that the liquid was already gone from his face, he wipes at said face with the back of his hand all over again.
It's not really to clean anything. It's to hide his embarrassment. And slight hurt. If there's anything that gets to Fabian Seacaster, it's feeling like he's being ignored or given the bare minimum. ]
You can just tell me if you want me to go, you know.
[ He is NOT on the verge of crying. His eyes are NOT looking a little watery. Absolutely not!! You're imagining it!! He's handling this in a mature and cool and manly way!! ]
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let's wrap this so we don't have a hundred make-out threads