For you, I'd do anything {GamTav}

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(3rd person POV)

Gamzee had to go to the hospital today.

"Come on Gamzee, it will be fine!" Tavros reassured the frightened man who had barricaded himself in his room.

"Bro, them motherfuckin' doctors are always so mean to me!" Was the shaky reply Tavros had gotten. "They inject me with this elixir that makes me all motherfuckin sleepy and shit... and it's scary!"

Gamzee didn't like hospitals much, the last time he went he had an outburst and had to be forcefully restrained. It's why he didn't visit Nepeta during her stay, he was scared of the people who were there.

Tavros understood the fear, seeing as the last time he was in the hospital, he had his leg freshly amputated and his 'friend', Vriska, was vowing to kill him after an incident that she caused. Tavros knew that Vriska wouldn't try anything, but he fears her anyways. I mean, who wouldn't? That spider-loving-future-reading-psychic-mind-fucker was terrifying.

"Gamzee, I know you don't like hospitals. I don't either," Tavros sighed on the other side of the door, resting his forehead on it. "But you need to go there, your tantrum possibly left you with a broken wrist!"

While Gamzee was throwing his fit a few days ago, he punched the wall really hard and fractured part of his wrist. At the time, he didn't feel it, he was so high on adrenaline and anger that he was numb, and the medicine he was on that pacified him temporarily acted as a numbing agent.

But then he woke up the next day, and holy hell, was it painful.

It felt like someone was stabbing a bruise with an extra pointy knife, and he could barely move it, which wasn't much of a good sign. He could only move his pinky finger, and it was extremely painful to do so.

"I just need to take you in for an X-ray, no needles, I promise," Tavros said. Suddenly, the doorknob jiggled, Tavros moving back as the door slowly slid open to reveal the disheveled man.

"...you promise?" Gamzee mumbled. Tavros smiled brightly, nodding his head.

"I promise!"

"Pinky swear," Gamzee held out his non broken hand, squinting his eyes at Tavros.

"Oh my god Gamzee..." Tavros sighed in frustration, holding out his outstretched pinky. Gamzee smiles a dopey smile and locks his other pinky around Tavros, giving a firm shake to seal the promise.

"So, when are we goin on this mother fuckin' bitchin ass hospital visit?" Gamzee asks, walking out of his room.

"Tomorrow," Tavros replied. "11:30am, so you should probably get up at least around 9:30 so we can get ready." Tavros squints at him in mock anger. "Seeing as somebody takes ages to get ready." Gamzee laughs awkwardly, rubbing his neck slightly.

"Sorry, Tavbro," Gamzee laughs slightly. "My motherfuckin' clown makeup takes ages to put on?"

"Whatever Gamzee, let's just go get some take away, I don't really feel like cooking today," Tavros laughed, making Gamzee grin lazily.

"Sounds like a motherfuckin' plan," Gamzee laughs, walking to the door with Tavros.

Another short chapter, I am balancing school and procrastination currently so bare with me