Tubbo huffed as he stared up awkwardly at Fit. He was perched on his bed not so patiently waiting for the older man to shut the hell up.

"So, we think we might try a more hands on approach," Fit continued, talking on and on as his eyes shifted everywhere around the room but Tubbo.

"Uh huh," Tubbo murmured in the most bored tone he could muster up.

Fit finally trailed off and turned his body to face Tubbo, eyes trained down at the floor. "Um."

"Fit?"

He finally brought his gaze up, meeting Tubbo’s eyes. "Yeah?"

"C'm here."

Fit bent his body down to reach eye level with Tubbo who slung his arm around Fit's shoulder, hooking his elbow around his neck.

"You're kinda a dumbass," Tubbo huffed before pulling Fit in and kissing him firmly. It was awkward for a moment before Fit melted into it, letting his arms wrap around Tubbo and pull him closer. Fit held on tight, deepening the kiss as Tubbo laughed agaisnt his lips and pulled back. "Okay, gayass."