Short Stories (Grumbo/Scarian/Mumscarian)

Grian + Mumbo Stories

There's 9 stories here. A lot of them are from when I did Aro Week.

If you don't know what a QPR is, essentially a Queer Platonic Relation can be similiar to a normal alloromantic (someone who isn't on the aro spectrum) relationship. An aro person can want to do things like hold hands and kiss since its not always inherently romantic in nature. After all they just feel a lack of attraction.

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Story 1 (Aro Mumbo + Ace Grian)

Casual touches were just part of their friendship. The ability to just appear beside the other and know that you could relieve some stress.

For Grian it was often cuddling, finding it a helpful way to unwind. And sure, he cuddled with many of the hermits the longer he got to know them. But there was something special about Mumbo cuddles. The man would hug him back like he was never going to let go.

Something so protective and caring in nature, it screamed safety to him. So Mumbo cuddles were his absolute favourite kind. Even just the tired, half hugs held so much care and comfort that he’d always just feel better with him.
Mumbo preferred the smaller things, like how he could touch Grian’s arm and make soothing motions without it even being questioned. Watching how it calmed the man made him feel calmer in response. Being able to just hold him in small ways to calm them both down. Though he wouldn’t admit that his favourite one to calm down with was hair petting.

Getting to run his hands through Grian’s hair was always such a grounding thing for him. Thinking more clearly whilst playing with his hair, being able to focus far easier.

Their casual touching had such a unique nature to it, not inherently anything more than helping to unwind. Though all the little ways they interacted with each other had led to many awkward moments over the years where people ask them why on earth they weren’t dating when to outsiders it did sometimes come across like they were.

The first few times they had given out the honest answer but the longer things went on the more creative their lies got. No one ever seems to question them on it probably made them feel like they had to keep getting more and more elaborate with it.
When Mumbo left for Hermitcraft it got harder for them since they couldn't be there nearly as much for each other. It was rough, to say the least, so when Mumbo knew that Grian would finally get to join them, he was so excited. He didn’t really get just how much he needed their kind of friendship until the first week of Grian being back and them regularly laying in his base together late at night, cuddled up, talking about anything and everything.

He’d really needed it as he started to learn throughout the next few weeks, them falling into a consistent routine of Grian laying with his head on Mumbo’s chest, cuddled into his side. Mumbo stroking his hair with an arm wrapped around him to keep him close. Sure, he made friends here and they were lovely but there wasn’t as much mutual understanding as there was with Grian. They were bonded better than anyone really got. Well, they usually interpreted it as some romantic bond, not that he could blame them for wrongly jumping to that conclusion.

The Hermits didn’t seem to really bring it up directly. They could see the question lingering in eye contact between different people whenever the two acted a little too close for what they seemed to view a friendship as. But it was nice to not have to answer the questions for once.
Over the years they accepted it as just part of their dynamic, dating or not, the two were inseparable in that sense and it became the norm for them to see it. But maybe they shouldn't have gotten too comfortable in that sense?

Boatem had decided to gather around the hole once a week, just hanging out at night, talking about whatever together. For a while it was lovely, bringing snacks and drinks, pillows and blankets. It was quite nice to get to just hang out with the others and unwind as a group, of course, Grian and Mumbo were still practically on top of each other most of the time. Impulse and Scar were used to it, having seen it over and over by now how touchy the pair get. But it did make Pearl ask them what exactly they are. Clearly not satisfied with the answer of friends she asked whether they’d date one another.