[ Sure, the two of them are close, but that part bothers Gorgug less than the idea that he's doing something odd (that has nothing to do with close body contact). But Fabian is usually quick to tell him if something's wrong, so he just has to wait, he thinks. Even if something about Fabian's face looks...funny. Like he's been caught unaware, and-- Gorgug doesn't think he's accidentally touching his dick or anything?
(It's a nice face, anyway. There's nothing wrong with Fabian's face.)
But, oh: the question comes out. Cuddling? It's a funny word out of Fabian's mouth, Gorgug's eyes widening slightly to the question (the request?). Gorgug looks aside, wondering, and-- well, he doesn't care about getting up close to Fabian if that's what he wants, so, when he looks back... ]
Okay. [ Okay. Gorgug relaxes his body, not moving back, and he takes his arm from behind him (where it was working to grab those blankets from under him) to somewhere around Fabian's waist. ]
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(It's a nice face, anyway. There's nothing wrong with Fabian's face.)
But, oh: the question comes out. Cuddling? It's a funny word out of Fabian's mouth, Gorgug's eyes widening slightly to the question (the request?). Gorgug looks aside, wondering, and-- well, he doesn't care about getting up close to Fabian if that's what he wants, so, when he looks back... ]
Okay. [ Okay. Gorgug relaxes his body, not moving back, and he takes his arm from behind him (where it was working to grab those blankets from under him) to somewhere around Fabian's waist. ]
Do you want me to... like this?
[ Do you want him to hold you, bro? King? ]