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A little snuggle for the homies
[After their ridiculous argument a little while ago, things have been basically back to normal. Maybe it had been a good thing after all. They both clearly had some silly misunderstandings going on and those had been cleared up. All was well!
Still sharing the same bunk too and the nightmares have been kept at bay. Honestly things couldn't be better. Well the world could stop falling more and more to shit, Gordon wasn't exactly fond of the whole zombie thing going on. He missed the internet and video games. Missed a lot of foods and the lack of drink choices. What he'd give for a nice cold pop... but all in all, he really couldn't complain. Okay he could, but it wouldn't do anything. He was alive, Warren was alive and they were out of Red Valley. Safe.
Everything was good.
Speaking of good, they'd fallen asleep that night whispering Would You Rathers at one another and once he was asleep he was asleep. With Warren close by how he was it was easy to sleep deeply. If he dreamed they were nonsense or... ahem something of the more spicy variety. Thankfully they'd not been too frequent, the handful of times he'd woken up with a morning stiffy and either laid in bed willing it to go away or slipping out of the bunk to shower and ahem- handle it, were embarrassing enough. It'd be terrible if Warren ever noticed or worse-!
... like right now. Gordon in his sleep has rolled over, an arm loosely around Warren's middle as he's pressed up behind him. Usually it would be something to haha whoops about, but this time well. There's very clearly something against Warren's backside. A hard something.]
Still sharing the same bunk too and the nightmares have been kept at bay. Honestly things couldn't be better. Well the world could stop falling more and more to shit, Gordon wasn't exactly fond of the whole zombie thing going on. He missed the internet and video games. Missed a lot of foods and the lack of drink choices. What he'd give for a nice cold pop... but all in all, he really couldn't complain. Okay he could, but it wouldn't do anything. He was alive, Warren was alive and they were out of Red Valley. Safe.
Everything was good.
Speaking of good, they'd fallen asleep that night whispering Would You Rathers at one another and once he was asleep he was asleep. With Warren close by how he was it was easy to sleep deeply. If he dreamed they were nonsense or... ahem something of the more spicy variety. Thankfully they'd not been too frequent, the handful of times he'd woken up with a morning stiffy and either laid in bed willing it to go away or slipping out of the bunk to shower and ahem- handle it, were embarrassing enough. It'd be terrible if Warren ever noticed or worse-!
... like right now. Gordon in his sleep has rolled over, an arm loosely around Warren's middle as he's pressed up behind him. Usually it would be something to haha whoops about, but this time well. There's very clearly something against Warren's backside. A hard something.]
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Yes, I want to be your bloody boyfriend.
[ He rolls his eyes, but he's smiling, trying to keep his face from splitting into a stupid wide grin. ]
I think I've been wanting to be your boyfriend before I even knew I wanted to be your boyfriend.
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[And he's pretty damn gay so he knows. Realizing he's sweat some of his nerves out onto his hands, Gordon looks a bit embarrassed, taking his hands back to wipe them lamely on the blanket before he's reaching up to hold Warren's face and kiss him.]
Man, you don't know how long I've wanted to kiss you or like... anything with you. Mostly kiss you and I mean be your boyfriend too, but I think my gaydar was way off when it came to you. I thought "there's no bloody way" and that you were just being ridiculous because we went through all that shit together at Red Valley you know?
[Gordon chuckles, sounded pretty chuffed.]
I can't believe you were like jealous jealous.