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Okay. [ It's soft, assenting--because sorry, but there's something about that being the reason behind his punishment. Not seeing you for a while. It may or may not make Gorgug's heart jump some, his brain processing and acknowledging the implication that Fabian missed him, even though it's more than an implication by now.

He wants to think about it some more, and maybe he will, but first, he has to give Fabian that uppies. Muttering, his arms around Fabian already, and he guides the two of them back towards the lake edge to get a surface underneath his feet, ] If we get close, then we turn, I can pick us up out of the lake.

[ There's an added weight now, thanks to the water, but Gorgug will manage--as long a Fabian puts his legs around him again--to get them both out, an arm wrapping around Fabian's back to make sure he doesn't tip him and throw off their balance upon stepping out. His socks squelch, and it's the feel of it that makes Gorgug pull a face. ]

Oh yeah. I need to put my shoes back on.

[ So much for immediate uppies and carrying... ]

[ Sometimes reality sure sets in, huh. Like right now. And it's not even that Gorgug is being unreasonable in any way - he's just being realistic. But reality is something Fabian does not want any part of in the middle of his embarrassment.

So when Gorgug says that, he lets out a very, very dramatic and half-embarrassed sigh. The next moment the half-elf is releasing his hold on Gorgug - before he can drag the other down with him by accident - and falling to the ground.

.. falling surprisingly slowly, actually. Maybe Fabian's dramatic ass just cast Feather Fall on himself for no other reason than to drop as dramatically to the ground as possible. Lying there in the grass. Wetly. Absolutely dripping everywhere. ]

You know, you're not very good at getting punished.

Sorry. [ The dramatic fall is interesting to watch, and Gorgug does admittedly stand there and watch him, at least for most of it before going to grab his shoes. He takes off his socks, stuffing them into his pocket without anywhere better to put them, and while he could immediately put on his shoes, he goes back to looking down at Fabian--moping, dramatically laid out on the grass. ]

I can think about what I did and feel really bad about it, [ he offers. That sounds like punishment, maybe? ]

I don't want you to feel bad.

[ It sounds muffled, even though Fabian's face is clearly pointing upwards. He wouldn't do a dramatic fall onto his stomach, after all. He's just lying there on his back. Spread eagle. Spread out as much as dramatically possible in this moment.

Maybe it's just that he's mumbling. Pouting. Like a little kid throwing the world's most melodramatic tantrum. ]

I just want us to have fun. Camp's been awful. [ And though Gorgug doesn't seem very forthcoming with details about what he's been doing-- Well, it doesn't exactly sound like it was a funfest either. ]

[ Gorgug crouches, since talking to your boyfriend (or probably most people) at such a height as his isn't very fun, and it doesn't seem like Fabian's going to immediately get up.

Because Gorgug needs to put his shoes on. Which he does remember a moment later, and sits so he can reach for his trainers and slip back on, but before that: ]

We can have fun. I'll go have fun with you. [ Though, he has to wonder- ] Is camp just about doing the most stuff here the best? Are we getting marked?

[ What have they even been doing here? Just random activities? ]

[ Another - extremely melodramatic - groan from Fabian. ]

It's not even about doing it the best. It's about participation. [ Do you get why he's groaning so much now, Gorgug? Do you think Fabian Aramais Seacaster could ever be satisfied with a dumb participation medal when he's always been taught to be the best at absolutely everything?

This camp goes against his very existence. His very soul! ]

They made me do archery with a bunch of people who did not even know how to hold a bow. Me, Gorgug! Archery! [ He has killed a man with a crossbow, why was he stuck in the beginners club!!! ]

[ Gorgug does need to process this. While he can understand the problem here, his brain is thinking of ways it could be okay--like the parts where Fabian gets to show himself off to others about how talented he is. But it sounds like it didn't go that way, or it wasn't fulfilling enough.

And considering Fabian's mood in general about Etraya, Gorgug doubts that he even peacocked much in the process. ]

You're good with a bow, [ is what Gorgug says first, finally. He just needs somewhere to start... ] You didn't have fun doing anything? Nothing?

[ Really, the point of missions isn't to have fun... but it's sad to think about Fabian being so miserable all the time. ]

I wanted to cuddle with you.

[ .. That's not really an answer to the question.

On the other hand, it's likely Fabian is not even being dodgy with the way he's still sprawled out on the ground. It's more just that he's being whiny.. The only reason to remain lying there on the ground pathetically and dripping wet is if you're being a huge baby, after all.

And here he is. Fabian "Huge Baby" Seacaster. Gorgug's boyfriend. ]

I was thinking about that the entire time. Especially in the cabin. It's so cramped, Gorgug. There's hardly even room in there, and I had to share it with these other people! When I could be in the Manor cuddling with you!

Edited (the previous icon was absolutely not nearly pathetic enough) 2025-08-26 19:54 (UTC)

[ Oh. Gorgug isn't thinking with his dick in the background, anymore.

Granted, cuddling can happen after certain activities, but hearing Fabian whine about what he does, and be honest about it, it does touch him. That what he's complaining about is not cuddling with him instead of the plethora of other grievances Fabian surely has locked and loaded. This is-- not first, but second. And Gorgug regrets getting them wet, feeling his hoodie heavy on his body.

... So he removes it (would've probably been a good idea to do before, really), kneeled, and then swaps over to his butt, right next to Fabian. Offers: ]

We can cuddle now. [ ... ] Should I get on the ground? [ You know, if he has to get really down low to Fabian's level--he'll do it! But not before opening his arms, still trying to give Fabian what he wants. ] Or you can get up, and I'll hug you like this...

[ Just hold Fabian up against his side. ]

[ There's a grumpy noise coming from Fabian. Grumpy!! Fussy!!!

But Fabian does move, even though he initially made that noise. It's probably just still general dissatisfaction with the state of things, or maybe just recollecting all of the stuff he was talking about a moment ago. It's not about Gorgug's offer at all, since he sits up, and the moment he is firmly sitting he just allows his body to drop against Gorgug's own like Fabian is nothing but a sack of potatoes. Ready to be held. You need to remember to hold the baby, Gorgug!! The baby needs to be held right now in the middle of the grumpiness!! ]

We need to find a way to smuggle you into my cabin.

[ Gorgug is holding the baby.

The moment that Fabian flops against him, those arms are open and wrap around Fabian's side to bring him flush against him. Not squeezing, and there will be room for Fabian to make himself comfortable, if he likes. But Gorgug said he would hold him, and that's exactly what he'll do. ]

I bet you can smuggle me somehow. [ Indeed. A nearly 7 foot half-orc being smuggled unnoticed. But it does remind Gorgug of... ] Have you heard of the pocket spaces they sell in gems? Privates room you can go into whenever you want. [ Super expensive.

Gorgug's about to say about buying one, but then realises, ] --do you think your parents had one in the manor?

[ Imagine.

Fabian's family is rich. They probably have twelve! ]

Probably.

[ Honestly, there's so much stuff in the manor that Fabian believes pretty much anything could be in there. It's not like money is an objection - and even more so, it's not like Fabian really knows the monetary value of.. anything at all.

So the answer comes out easily, even though Fabian can't be certain. After all-- ]

I haven't seen everything in there. It's so big. [ Gorgug, you could go on a treasure hunt in there.. Maybe you could even find robots!!! (Doubtful.)

Fabian is also totally making himself comfortable and properly cuddling Gorgug over here, but don't call him out on it. Ssh. It's a secret. Secret cuddling. ]

It's not as if we could go back and look for one though. They are herding us here. They gave Dean a little bit of power, and now he is acting like a dictator, even though he was fine before.

[ The cuddling is happening around them, and to them. It's not something that needs fussing over, anyway; Gorgug enjoys this contact that he's been missing out on, though it's a shame about how wet they are, and not in a fun way. But Gorgug dips his head against Fabian's, feels some skin against skin, and that's nice. They're together again. ]

Is that the guy with the cool car?

[ This, apparently, is all that Gorgug remembers about Dean. Tell him more, boyfriend! Give him the deets! ]

[ There's a half-hum, half-groan coming from Fabian - who has managed to press himself against Gorgug's skin so much that his mouth is definitely just resting against said skin and letting out noises from there, muffled against Gorgug.

It's hard to tell if it's meant to be affirmative or not. Hardly an answer to Gorgug's question. But Fabian turns his head for long enough to speak more audibly and clearly. ]

He is-- was an alright guy. Maybe just a little bit cool, I suppose. He has some sort of hunting job with his brother back where he comes from. [ A slight pause, a sigh, and then-- ] He mostly did not seem to bother to try to-- oh, you know, Gorgug. It's like when Jawbone talks to us. When old people are trying to be the adult around us. Dean wasn't like that.

[ Fabian dramatically rolls over onto his back. Not enough to no longer be touching Gorgug, but there's just a little bit less contact now. ]

But camp has changed him.

[ This is such a melodramatic story, Gorgug. You better be feeling it. ]

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