[ He would've really been okay with being told that it wasn't what Fabian needed. It would have been more sad to have Fabian try to hide it up, to sputter and say that it's perfect, but for everything about it to be obvious that it wasn't.
Gorgug gets the sputter, and he gets the validation, but it isn't under any falsehood. Though at first there's a lingering doubt, a worry if his thoughtfulness and consideration for Fabian really did come through (is it the same, when it's not real clothes being put on Fabian's body? Or that the invisible illusory effect might not be the best); the sort of things any person might fret over when getting a gift for a friend.
But it's pushed aside, or rather: it disappears. When it turns to him, about him, his hard time. A comment made over and over, felt for days. A state of being that still follows Gorgug, and that he, too, still recognises. He's still trying to be better. Still trying to recover.
His hands are empty, and he looks at them, palms facing up at him. Looking at Fabian, but letting his gaze drift down, as slowly: ]
...I've been trying to think of you since I woke back up from that nightmare I was in. I know... I haven't been able to show it, but I've been wanting to thank you... I've wanted to be a good friend the same way you've been doing for me, even after everything that happened. [ ... ] Even after I... kissed you...
[ There's a way that his voice trails, his tone unfinished, the and that hangs there never coming into being. He's definitely not looking at Fabian then, but he does, after; white pupils looking at him in that mild expression of his, but nothing puzzled or perplexed.
His brow is furrowed, his eyes sad. Lips pinched together before he continues to speak. ]
You've never let me feel like a freak. And I know-- taking care of me hasn't been easy. I know you and Riz are trying your best, and you had a hard time, too. We all did.
But we're friends. And this-- this isn't why I made this. [ He looks back down, but this time to the bracelet on Fabian's wrist. Briefly, before- ] I'm trying to catch up. To everything good you've been doing for me. Because you're one of my best friends.
Because I love you.
[ Because of the hundred other reasons why, when all that matters is: because he wants to. ]
cw: implication of assault
Gorgug gets the sputter, and he gets the validation, but it isn't under any falsehood. Though at first there's a lingering doubt, a worry if his thoughtfulness and consideration for Fabian really did come through (is it the same, when it's not real clothes being put on Fabian's body? Or that the invisible illusory effect might not be the best); the sort of things any person might fret over when getting a gift for a friend.
But it's pushed aside, or rather: it disappears. When it turns to him, about him, his hard time. A comment made over and over, felt for days. A state of being that still follows Gorgug, and that he, too, still recognises. He's still trying to be better. Still trying to recover.
His hands are empty, and he looks at them, palms facing up at him. Looking at Fabian, but letting his gaze drift down, as slowly: ]
...I've been trying to think of you since I woke back up from that nightmare I was in. I know... I haven't been able to show it, but I've been wanting to thank you... I've wanted to be a good friend the same way you've been doing for me, even after everything that happened. [ ... ] Even after I... kissed you...
[ There's a way that his voice trails, his tone unfinished, the and that hangs there never coming into being. He's definitely not looking at Fabian then, but he does, after; white pupils looking at him in that mild expression of his, but nothing puzzled or perplexed.
His brow is furrowed, his eyes sad. Lips pinched together before he continues to speak. ]
You've never let me feel like a freak. And I know-- taking care of me hasn't been easy. I know you and Riz are trying your best, and you had a hard time, too. We all did.
But we're friends. And this-- this isn't why I made this. [ He looks back down, but this time to the bracelet on Fabian's wrist. Briefly, before- ] I'm trying to catch up. To everything good you've been doing for me. Because you're one of my best friends.
Because I love you.
[ Because of the hundred other reasons why, when all that matters is: because he wants to. ]