#equgam

The lock clicks and you pull the door open, staring up in no small amount of awe at the massively tall highblood before you. He’s slouched, eyes trailing over the yard and back to you, either incredibly sure of himself or ignorant beyond belief, and wearing the most gaudy pants you’ve ever seen. You’re gawking so long that he finishes his scan and turns to face you again, indigo eyes opening wide and... happy?

“Shit bro, thought you weren’t home.” His voice is gravel. He holds a familiar, pale blue book up for you to inspect. “Found this on the shuttlebug ‘n I wanted to get it hive.”

You blink again. “My diary?” How on Alternia did you forget that?

“Yeah.” He pauses, concern widening his eyes comically and making his painted lips curl in a worried frown. “Didn’t peek into it though! Jus, I was lookin in it for a name, that’s it, I swear!”

You feel yourself start to sweat again, the towel in your hands getting twisted until it snaps. “You, oh, uh, thank you.” Your hands shake when you reach to take it.

“No problem. Seen you sometimes ‘n I didn’t wanna not drop it off.” He replies, seeming to relax as you take the book. “Uh, I’m Gamzee, since I know your name ‘n all.”

Oh, names. “Equius. You knew that, forgive me.” Your voice feels a little too high.

Gamzee honks a laugh. “No worries bro. Nice to meet you.”

It falls silent a moment, and just as he opens his mouth, probably to leave, you speak again. “Please, come inside. The station is a long walk, you uh, might want to rest.” Why are you doing this to yourself?

The highblood just lopes in past you, plopping into a chair and looking so very our of place. Your chest thumps, and you find yourself admiring the twist of his horns.

“Would you like anything to drink?” You ask, hoping your face isn’t as dark as it feels. “Or eat, though I don’t have any animal products.”