Summary: You have a flush crush on him, he doesn't know and to make matters worse, according to tradition, he's inadequate for you.
Warnings: Broken horns, Eridans a people pleaser who can't, check tags for further warnings.
Authors Note: @gillbuoy gave me the idea for the pairing for fic number eleven folks, only, fifty five more to go, also in the merfolk AU I discussed with gill, not taking place after the gamtav I wrote previously though, once again, I take reblogs as a form of currency over likes.
Lying.
That's what you've been doing to yourself for the past sweeps.
I mean, how pathetic are you, having a flush crush on someone like him?
A lowly Bronze blood?
Every time you wake up you remind yourself it's not real, you tell yourself having a flush crush on him is stupid. But every time you're bored you can't help but think of him and his stupid smile and oversized horns. The shine of his now semi-robotic tail, the adorable stutter in his meek voice, ha, he's perfect.
No!
Bad thoughts!
He isn't perfect, he isn't adorable, he isn't cute, he is visiting!
Oh yeah, he's visiting.
And you're sitting here, telling yourself about how unreal your flush crush on him is.
You are very, very counterproductive and making life hard for yourself.
You take a few deep breathes, gills fluttering as you did so until you were calmed down again. The blush on your face dying down, and your tail, purple scales of many shades with scars from shit falling on it, lying limp. You're calmed down again, ridges on your back laying flat against skin and auricle fins no longer twitching.
Then you hear a knock on the door.
Your pusher starts pushing real fast as you swim over, propelling yourself off the couch with your webbed fingers. At the door you knew Tavros is gonna be waiting for you on the other side of the coral and rock door. You slowly nudge it open and you find Tavros smile gently, he rushes into you, catching you in a hug, you slowly hug back.
Oh fuck you're having a panic.
You take deep breathes as the warmth Tavros always carries transfers over to you, so, so comforting. He isn't wearing a top, no Trolls do unless they didn't fully develop, your clawed fingers dig into his back a bit. But you release him from the hug and invite him into your hive, it's at the bottom of the tunnel, only Feferi lives deeper down than you.
He seems enthralled at the size of your home, larger than the size he shares with the mutant blood. He's swimming laps around it in no time, his fins are frilled and they wave about without abandon as he does so. Eventually he settles on hanging from the obscenely larger chandelier you have hanging from the roof, it has shells as part of the design, a motif going on. He looks down at you grinning that perfect grin as he wags his tail, the robotic tip of it at least, its prehensile like the rest and painted an orange color.
Your face heats up a bit as he does until you yourself head on up to tell him to come down, but before you can speak he's already dragged you onto the chandelier. His arms are wrapped around your torso and his tail entwined with your own and you are burning the fuck up, either he's innocent or he knows exactly what he's doing to you.
"Let go of me," you growl out, he only clinks his horns to yours, you freeze up and your gills start to open and close erratically as you try to breath, "please." Your tone is begging and you hope he takes note, you can't handle this much at once.
"O-Oh, sorry, sorry, was that to much?" Tavros asks as he releases you, he wraps himself around the base of the chandelier instead like some land snake, his face is speckled in Bronze as he says that.
"Kind of, but in a good way! I mean, you can do it again, just ask, please," you say, overexplaining and underexplaining all at once, it's crazy how you can do both at the same time, his expression is confused.
"Really?" He asks, uncoiling himself from the chandelier, he still grips it with one webbed hand, the other lying limp.
"Yeah, obviously, so long as you don't make it a flushed thing," you say, rolling your eyes a bit, you notice his expression drops a little bit, and you panic, "unless you really want it to be a flushed thing, then that would be totally chill."
"N-No, you're right, a bit stupid for either of us to even think of being in a Quadrant, way to much H-Hemospectrum separation," Tavros says, he glances to the door before going to swim away, "sorry if I wasted your time."
"Wait! Please, don't go," you practically beg as you block his exit, he's confused, he tilts his head to the side to make a point of the fact, you take a deep shaky breath, "Tav, I've kind of been harboring flushed feelings for you, and like, if it weren't for those stupid fucking rules, I would already be in every Quadrant with someone."
"Ha, same, probably," Tavros said, he sounds a bit nervous, unsure of what to do next until you gently clink your horns together, his face heats up, so does yours.
"Tavros, would you be my Matesprit?" You asked, this is gonna fail so hard, but he starts to smile, starts to grin that perfect grin before tackling you, and you both fall to the ground.
"Absolutely! One hundred percent! Eridan, you could've asked sweeps ago and I would've said yes back then either," Tavros says, Bronze tinted tears of joy start to diffuse into the water, so do Violet ones, and then he kisses you.
I love them so much.. I want them to be happy and hug lots and lots and be a family with aki and angel and beam and everyone else except you know who and be happy forever and ever I love themmmmmm........
