Secret Meetings (GEX)

Chapter 7 (Grian)

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Whoops? 

...Yeah just blame motivation loss and school problems. Anyways, hope you enjoy the speedy mess of a chapter this is, I tried but it's not really what I wanted.

Words: 779

Trigger Warning: Badly written panic attack, swear words, kinda dehumanizing?, the gay

(We ignore the wrong word count and tw <3)

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(A few days after the last chapter)

Grian's POV: 

Grian woke up once again in EX's arms, legs in a tangled mess and sprawled out on the alt's red draped bed. This arrangement had become normal during the past two and a half weeks that Grian had been staying with EX. It was honestly a miracle at this point that X hadn't figured out his location yet, but Grian supposed it was only a matter of time.

"...Mmf..?" EX shifted slightly, their messy white hair draped over xeir eyes, covering all xeir vision.

Grian lets out a chuckle, nuzzling his face further into his friend's shoulder. "Morning, Exy!"

They roll their eyes in response, gently moving xeir hair out of the way. "I told you not to call me that."

Grian shrugs, a classic cheeky grin showing on his face. "Oh well! Not like you can stop me."

"Oh that's how we're doing this, then?" They raise an eyebrow. Grian just continues laughing, almost falling off the couch. "Alright fine then." They pause, thinking about xeir next words. "If I kiss you will you shut up?"

Grian freezes, all thoughts in his brain go blank. "What?"

"Sorry I didn't mea-" Xeir voice is panicked and unsure. They push themself back, away from Grian.

"...I'd like that." The parrot hybrid smiles shyly.

Wait what- "Really?" EX's face starts to heat up, making Grian giggle. He starts to lean in, brushing EX's long hair out of the way. They make a little surprised gasp "Are you sure...?

"Very sure."

"...Very very sure...?"

"Oh my god, just kiss me already." Grian rolls his eyes dramatically.

EX takes a deep breath and pulls Grian in, pressing xeir chapped lips to his impossibly soft ones. They shift slowly, trying not to break apart but needing a more comfortable position, as xe does so, Grian smiles into the kiss and whispers. "I've wanted this for so long..."

EX giggles "You mean two weeks?"

"Yep. That's a while in Grian time." He opens his eyes to see his...not-friend's soft smile, lips now stained a little pink from the other's lipgloss. He snuggles up against their chest, shutting his eyes. EX starts to close their eyes too before...

BANG

The sound of the front door being basted open.

EX and Grian both jump up from the couch, the latter taking a few steps back.

"Um... What was that...?"

A deep growl shutters in EX's throat, their next words come out with a spiteful venom. "Hermits."

Grian's eyes widen, conflicting thoughts clashing in his head. "...Hermits...." What does he do? Go with them and have to face Mumbo, the one who hated him the most. Or...stay with EX. He looks up at them, xeir glaring at the door, looking for a weapon of any sort.

"OPEN UP, EVIL XISUMA!" A voice from the other side, Cub, Grian realizes. He takes another step back, breathing quickening.

Another voice speaks, a slowly but demanding one, Xisuma. "We know you have him." EX's expression shifts at hearing their twin brother's voice, a look Grian had very rarely seen on them. Fear. "Just open the door and this will go smoother." Grian takes another step back.

EX looks back at Grian mouthing something he can't quite make out through the feeling of everything coming crashing down around him. They seem to notice and sigh, moving towards the door and opening it.

What!? What are xay doing!! Grian thinks, the panic setting in even worse as he falls to his knees, wincing as they hit the once warm, now ice cold, wooden flooring of the place he thinks of as a home.

"Grian!" An excited voice that sounded like Mumbo's but just...couldn't be spoke. He felt large hands grip his sweater tightly, pulling him up and into someone's arms. "What did you do to him, you monster?! He's so light..." Oh no, the voice sounds more like Mumbo now... Angry. The world is fuzzy and blurry, moving from side to side quicker than Grian would like.

"...thing..didn...fuc...urt...hi...." That can't be right... Now the words are fuzzy too.

"..sur...did...evil... ve..been...arv..im!" Someone kisses his forehead and he's transferred to another pair of arms, these ones larger than Maybe-Mumbo's but softer, covered in a warm fur. The voices start to get quieter and the air hotter. Wait...no...I don't want to leave...

But he doesn't have a choice. Doc has already carried him out and away from the hut in the swamp. Away from EX. Away from his friend that could have been even more than that.

It's all too much... His eyes roll to the back of his head and he passes out again.