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[ 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. ]

Do you want me to... like this?

[ Do you want him to hold you, bro? King? ]

[ If Fabian was thinking just a little bit more clearly here, it'd be pretty easy to figure out what's currently going on. It would be easy to realize that it's just a misunderstanding, and that rather than this being something Gorgug actively wants, it's just him going along with the thing he misunderstood from Fabian.

But of course Fabian isn't thinking clearly. He's just a little bit too freaked out right now to be able to do that. So he's just assuming that 'okay' isn't Gorgug agreeing with him, but Gorgug confirming that Fabian guessed his intentions right.

S-So-- They're doing this now, right.

T-they're doing it? Except Gorgug is asking him his preferences, and it's very confusing, and oh gods, Fabian was not ready--

Fabian isn't moving.

Mostly because he's frozen up, but it could also just be taken as him accepting the touch easily.. ]

Sure?

[ If that's what you want, Gorgug?? Please don't pay attention to how flushed Fabian's cheeks look in this moment, king. ]

Do you want to? Like that?

[ They're hitting each other and themselves in their confusion.. ]

[ There's nothing to be read about Fabian not moving, right? He's seeing what Gorgug's doing, and then they can relax in a while--once they know what the other is doing. And Fabian seems okay about his arm being around him if he is? ]

Yeah. I like this.

[ Having his arm around a waist. Granted, he's never thought about it with Fabian, or if he likes this in regards to cuddling with the bros in bed, but--it's not bad, is it? And if Fabian wants to be sure that Gorgug's cool with it, Gorgug should tell him it's good, it's fine.

He can even start to slouch down, bring his head closer to the pillows and get comfortable. Fortunately for Fabian, Gorgug isn't paying too close attention to Fabian's face now, and he's more visible on one side than the other. ]

This is nice. [ Right? Isn't it? ] You want me to pull the blanket over?

Uh. [ ... ] Sure.

[ It doesn't help that the way his heart is beating so rapidly with surprise and fluster is kind of distracting. If Fabian had a little bit more time to actually think about this situation, he'd realize that it's.. kind of nice, actually. He isn't sure if it's nice in general, or if that thought is heavily colored by the fact that he spent months sleeping all alone in a far too big bed in a far too big empty house, but there's something about the presence of having someone important to him close by that's kind of nice.

So he doesn't move away from the touch. Even when Gorgug pulls the blankets over them, Fabian just stays there where he is, like he's too worried about accidentally shaking off the hold if he'd move, if he'd give Gorgug the wrong idea. And then not being strong enough to ask for the touch to be returned.

Fabian is just quiet. His heart is still going too fast for him to fall asleep, so he speaks up again, quietly. Gorgug probably hasn't fallen asleep yet, right? He said he wasn't even tired. ]

... you don't think this place will make you wake up in your own bed again, do you?

[ With affirmation given, Gorgug does what he offered, taking away his arm from Fabian's waist so that he can gather and pull the blanket over them, enough so Fabian can adjust it if he wants. But Gorgug's arm then goes back to where it was, like this is where it's supposed to go now--because it is, right? It'd be weird to move it somewhere else. Like he's uncomfortable with this, or something, and he's really not.

But he's relaxing, or getting relaxed. They're meant to sleep, but Gorgug hasn't closed his eyes yet-- not by the time Fabian speaks up, but if his eyes were closed, then he would've started to consider it. But now he's thinking--about that question. ]

They said we're family now. [ So that means he should wake up wherever he slept, right? Though, Fabian asking that is... ] Does that happen?

[ Do people magically switch beds? That's weird. ]

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