[ He watched Gamzee as he walked out, not adding another word into it. It was just one of those rare moments where he really didn't put much thought into his actions and it didn't really matter either. Considering Gamzee's public display of detest toward personal hygiene, Tavros expected a bit of resistant from his partner. Okay, not going to stress about it. Give his matesprit a chance and he will see when he comes back.
For now, he waits.
It didn't take long before he started regretting his choice. Perhaps it would have been better if he kept himself busy and dragged the highblood to the shower instead, because now he is settled in a room all by himself and-- he started thinking.
He started thinking about their argument, going through the scenario over again. Naturally, the following step involved unpleasant images of Gamzee and Eridan and well- let's say Tavros is not having the best time of his life right now.
It's been hours. He was losing it again. Gamzee, hurry the fuck up. ]
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For now, he waits.
It didn't take long before he started regretting his choice. Perhaps it would have been better if he kept himself busy and dragged the highblood to the shower instead, because now he is settled in a room all by himself and-- he started thinking.
He started thinking about their argument, going through the scenario over again. Naturally, the following step involved unpleasant images of Gamzee and Eridan and well- let's say Tavros is not having the best time of his life right now.
It's been hours. He was losing it again. Gamzee, hurry the fuck up. ]