Sure, Fabian was being very sappy only a moment ago. On purpose. And it's not like what he was saying is technically all that far from what Gorgug is saying here - in an objective sense, anyway. It's different in Fabian's mind, and it makes him mentally stumble the second he hears Gorgug say those words.
Not that he tries to draw away from the other's hold or anything. It's more that the half-elf seems to freeze in said hold, staring at Gorgug with one very wide eye, unblinking in sheer surprise.
And with cheeks that are rapidly starting to grow darker and darker as blood rushes through them. It's not just shock, after all.
It's definitely fluster. ]
D-- Did I-- Did I say that?
[ Maybe it's not so much that he minds Gorgug saying those words, as much as he's just flustered about the idea of saying them himself...
Don't worry, Gorgug. This is just a dumb kind of freaking out, rather than rejection. You know how bad Fabian is with feelings. He's an idiot. ]
[ Gorgug looks aside, bashful as he confirms that I love you is what he heard in Fabian's painted scenario. Bashful, but not questioning his own ears, even if there's the possibility that Fabian might take it back; he could react and say or do anything next, and Gorgug wonders if he wants to help give Fabian an out. Does he want to give himself an out? He doesn't think Fabian looks mortified, but...
This kind of intimacy--romantic intimacy--has Gorgug feeling its full fluster in himself, as well. He likes Fabian. He's okay with saying that he loves Fabian. Isn't that the point of dating? Where you no longer question if you're just doing some exclusive thing with just a friend than an actual romantic partner, like some kind of elaborate friends with benefits routine.
They're together, and Gorgug likes it. He wants to wake up next to Fabian and go out on dates with him, and he wants them to snuggle up close while watching fireworks at night, or something like that. ]
I can take it back, if it's too soon, [ Gorgug offers; slowly, but also: ] But I still like you a lot.
[ And that's just another way of saying the same thing, in this instance. ]
[ Fabian says that rather quickly. Awkwardly quickly, too. Because he means the no to be for I can take it back, but it stumbles out right after Gorgug is voicing the period at the end of but I still like you a lot, Fabian's cheeks still flushed as he tries to voice words that feel like they are leaving his mouth so much more slowly than they have any right to.
He shakes his head. ]
No, I-- It's--
[ His gaze is nervously fluttering around, though it's not like it never returns to Gorgug's own. It's more that he seems to be having trouble holding it for an extended amount of time while his brain is scrambling for the right words. ]
I've. Um. [ ... ] I have never said it before. [ That's apparently the thing that tripped Fabian's mind like that. Hard to have said it before in this sort of context when you practically have no dating history to speak of, after all.
It's not like he told Aelwyn that. Gods, that's an awkward snake pit all of its own anyway. ]
I suppose I-- I might not know the right time to say it. [ Fabian feels so awkward admitting to this. It's the kind of vulnerability he isn't good with, but maybe the fact he's trying so hard for Gorgug here is saying I love you more than any words could.
Fabian wouldn't try to work through his own vulnerability so openly for just anyone, after all. ]
But I-- I love you too. [ A slight pause, and then, so quickly and flustered: ] Ifyoudon'tthinkthat'sstrange.
[ He's being so cool and normal right now, Gorgug!!! ]
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W-Wait. What? What? Huh?????
Sure, Fabian was being very sappy only a moment ago. On purpose. And it's not like what he was saying is technically all that far from what Gorgug is saying here - in an objective sense, anyway. It's different in Fabian's mind, and it makes him mentally stumble the second he hears Gorgug say those words.
Not that he tries to draw away from the other's hold or anything. It's more that the half-elf seems to freeze in said hold, staring at Gorgug with one very wide eye, unblinking in sheer surprise.
And with cheeks that are rapidly starting to grow darker and darker as blood rushes through them. It's not just shock, after all.
It's definitely fluster. ]
D-- Did I-- Did I say that?
[ Maybe it's not so much that he minds Gorgug saying those words, as much as he's just flustered about the idea of saying them himself...
Don't worry, Gorgug. This is just a dumb kind of freaking out, rather than rejection. You know how bad Fabian is with feelings. He's an idiot. ]
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[ Gorgug looks aside, bashful as he confirms that I love you is what he heard in Fabian's painted scenario. Bashful, but not questioning his own ears, even if there's the possibility that Fabian might take it back; he could react and say or do anything next, and Gorgug wonders if he wants to help give Fabian an out. Does he want to give himself an out? He doesn't think Fabian looks mortified, but...
This kind of intimacy--romantic intimacy--has Gorgug feeling its full fluster in himself, as well. He likes Fabian. He's okay with saying that he loves Fabian. Isn't that the point of dating? Where you no longer question if you're just doing some exclusive thing with just a friend than an actual romantic partner, like some kind of elaborate friends with benefits routine.
They're together, and Gorgug likes it. He wants to wake up next to Fabian and go out on dates with him, and he wants them to snuggle up close while watching fireworks at night, or something like that. ]
I can take it back, if it's too soon, [ Gorgug offers; slowly, but also: ] But I still like you a lot.
[ And that's just another way of saying the same thing, in this instance. ]
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[ Fabian says that rather quickly. Awkwardly quickly, too. Because he means the no to be for I can take it back, but it stumbles out right after Gorgug is voicing the period at the end of but I still like you a lot, Fabian's cheeks still flushed as he tries to voice words that feel like they are leaving his mouth so much more slowly than they have any right to.
He shakes his head. ]
No, I-- It's--
[ His gaze is nervously fluttering around, though it's not like it never returns to Gorgug's own. It's more that he seems to be having trouble holding it for an extended amount of time while his brain is scrambling for the right words. ]
I've. Um. [ ... ] I have never said it before. [ That's apparently the thing that tripped Fabian's mind like that. Hard to have said it before in this sort of context when you practically have no dating history to speak of, after all.
It's not like he told Aelwyn that. Gods, that's an awkward snake pit all of its own anyway. ]
I suppose I-- I might not know the right time to say it. [ Fabian feels so awkward admitting to this. It's the kind of vulnerability he isn't good with, but maybe the fact he's trying so hard for Gorgug here is saying I love you more than any words could.
Fabian wouldn't try to work through his own vulnerability so openly for just anyone, after all. ]
But I-- I love you too. [ A slight pause, and then, so quickly and flustered: ] Ifyoudon'tthinkthat'sstrange.
[ He's being so cool and normal right now, Gorgug!!! ]