[mingle post!]

[cavedwellers]

Boy Valentine's Day was sure an adventure, wasn't it? Gosh, it's a good thing all that's over with.

Have a mingle post! If you're starting a new thread, mention where you are in the subject line. Tag each other, hang out, do whatevs.

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[faygoandpie]

Shit, bro.

[even though he wanted you to wait, you scoop him up anyway.]

Ain't nothing going make me mad enough to not want to fucking hug you.

[bythehorns]

E-even if, I was, a really horrible matesprit?

[faygoandpie]

Well even if you were horrible, I'd still want to wrap my arms all up and around you. But I don't think you were all up and that bad, Tavbro.

[he's shaking and you rub your arms up and down his back.]

[bythehorns]

[you have to tell him. you can't just let him be nice to you when he doesn't know.]

W-while I was, at the party, I, um, I let, a few people, pet my horns, and then, um, with one of them, um, I did, more than that.

[okay you are working up to actually telling him.]

[faygoandpie]

[Your hand slows on his back as you process this info, eyes going faraway for a moment.]

What all did you motherfucking do, bro?

[bythehorns]

[he's going to kill you. you deserve it.]

I k-kissed him. And I let him, touch my bulge, and, I, touched his.

[faygoandpie]

[Aw shit. You feel a little bad now. What if he all up and wants this other guy as his matesprit and you're hanging on him like a motherfucking thiefbeast?

....damn.

You let him go.]

You still want me as your matesprit, little bro?

[bythehorns]

Y-yes! O-of course, I do. You are, so important, to me.

If you, still want me, anyway, even though, I did that.

[faygoandpie]

[You let out a breath you didn't even fucking realize you were holding and pull him back to you, resting your face against his hair.]

Shit, bro, I ain't even all up and motherfucking mad. I still want you. Gonna take a lot more than this shit to make me let you go.

[bythehorns]

[you realize now that you have the shakes. you cling harder to Gamzee to make that better, nuzzling his shoulder for reassurance. he's there. he's not mad.]

I-I am, really glad, to hear you, say that.

[faygoandpie]

[Even though you're sure as fuck not interested in flipping quadrants, you shoosh him before pressing a kiss against his hair, petting down his back in soothing strokes.]

You ain't ever got to worry about hearing anything else. I'm not going to motherfucking let go until you all up and want me to.

[bythehorns]

I think, that will be, never, or at least, some time, so far away, that I can't, imagine it.

[you pet his back, too, because if it feels so nice for you, he'll probably also like it.]

[faygoandpie]

Shit that sounds good to me, bro.

[You pull away and hold his shoulders, grinning down at him like the dopey motherfucker you know you are.]

So are you all up and okay now? You still have a case of the shakes?

[bythehorns]

I think I am, feeling better now, yeah, thank you.

[this feels a little weirdly pale, though, and you don't want to flip quadrants with Gamzee and you really don't want to mess up a second quadrant for Karkat -- so you stretch up to kiss Gamzee's mouth.]

[faygoandpie]

[you catch his mouth readily with yours, one hand cupping the side of his neck and it's so big on him that your thumb brushes the base of his horn. It's a motherfucking accident but you don't pull away.]

[bythehorns]

[you shiver a little at that touch to your horns, and the noise you make is kind of a whimpery noise, but you think it's good. this is more intimidating without the party and the candy and everything, but it's Gamzee, so you trust him. it'll be okay.]

[faygoandpie]

[you make a pleased noise against his mouth before pulling away, pressing your forehead against his.]

you're all up and motherfucking addictive, little bro.

[bythehorns]

That is, the most flattering metaphor, I think anyone, has ever said to me.

[you reach up and run your fingers through the wild mess of his hair, wondering if you have the courage to go for his horns]