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[trashyswitch]

Day 6: Cuddles

Kremy and Gideon sit down, just the two of them together as they eat gumbo, reminisce about family moments and tickle each other till the evening come.

A little less late for this one...but I had a reason this time. I went to a friend's wedding that day, and couldn't upload as a result. So regardless, I hope you enjoy!

Kremy added the diced peppers, the yellow onion, and the cloves of garlic to the pumpkin pot before stirring the gumbo around. The gumbo looked like a thick stew, with a mud-like roux. When it looked stirred up enough, Kremy pulled out the cajun seasoning and spun it in his hand before shaking some around the top of the stew. He continued to shake the seasoning with his right hand as he stirred with his left hand. 

“Lookin’ good, Kremy.” Someone said behind him, giving him a peck on the cheek. 

Kremy smiled and put the cajun seasoning into his left fingers before pulling the person closer and kissing his lips. A few moments later, he broke the kiss before saying “Thought you could walk away, Gid?”. 

“Eh, figured I couldn’t.” Gideon admitted. 

Kremy took a spoon and gave Gideon a small bit of the gumbo. “Spicy enough?” He asked. 

Gideon tried it and hummed eagerly. “Mmmm! That’s perfect!” He reacted, giving Kremy the spoon back. 

Kremy took the spoon and placed it aside, replacing the spoon with a new one before trying it himself. “Mmm- That’s good.” He said, putting the second spoon down. 

Gideon sat down and watched Kremy cook the gumbo for a little longer, before it was served in bowls. 

“Is this the gumbo you grew up with?” Gideon asked, taking Kremy’s bowl for him while letting Kremy sit himself down beside him. 

“Yeah, it is.” Kremy sat down beside Gideon before taking his bowl. “My Maw would always make this gumbo whenever I was sick, or down on my luck. She’d make it extra spicy too, because she knew it would make my stuffy nose run.” Kremy told him. “And…cause she knew I liked spice.” Kremy added. 

“Fair enough.” Gideon responded, taking in another mouthful of gumbo. 

“Yeah…My maw was pretty good.” He admitted. 

Gideon smiled. “I’ll bet.” He took another bite of the gumbo. “What else did your Mom do when you were down?” Gideon asked. 

Kremy took another bite of the gumbo as he reminisced about his mother. “She used to tell me stories of how my parents met, and some of the date nights they used to have.” Kremy told him. “She also used to tell embarrassing stories about my Dad, and would actually encourage me to ask Dad about them.” Kremy told him, laughing a bit. “It was so funny seeing him get all flustered and worked up.” Kremy admitted. 

Gideon smiled and laughed a bit. “Wow…I think I’d feel pretty betrayed too.” He admitted. 

“And if I got him worked up just enough, he would chase me all around the house. If I ended up caught, he would ‘nibble away at the fibs’, as he called it.” Kremy explained.

“Nibble away…at the fibs…” Gideon asked. 

“In other words…tickle me.” Kremy admitted. “He would pretend to nibble at my belly.” Kremy admitted. 

“Oooh, like the ‘Om nom nom nom’ sounds…” Gideon replicated the sound as best he could. 

Kremy yelped and covered his mouth. “AH-!” A small smile filled his cheeks. “Y-Yeah…like that.” He said, his voice going up an octave. 

“Was that accurate?” Gideon asked. 

“Yehes! Too accurate!” Kremy admitted. 

“Too accurate, eh?” Gideon smirked slightly. 

Kremy chuckled awkwardly. “Dohon’t you even think about it!” He warned. 

“Think about what?” Gideon asked. 

“Trying it!” Kremy yelled back. 

“I wasn’t going to!” Gideon reacted. 

“Okay, good.” Kremy muttered, trying to get the pink on his cheeks to go away. 

A couple moments of silence filled the air…Only for Gideon to look towards Kremy with a growing smirk. “But on the other hand-” 

“DON’T!” Kremy pushed his face away, letting out an embarrassed laugh. “I swear!” Kremy reacted. But Kremy’s smile told Gideon everything. If Gideon did go ahead with it, then he wouldn’t really push him away. Not intentionally, anyway. Knowing him, he’d probably just let it happen. 

“You swear?” Gideon asked. “And what would your Dad do if you swore?” Gideon asked, gently taking Kremy’s half-filled bowl of gumbo. 

“H-He’d-” Kremy mumbled. The warlock gator was struggling to hide his face as his cheeks grew more and more scarlet. Part of him wanted to run away. But the other part of him wanted to see how playful Gideon can be. It was a vicious cycle in his head that he was struggling to fight. 

Gideon took in a big breath, scaring Kremy in the process. In no time at all, Gideon shoved his face into Kremy’s shoulder and started making the nibbling sounds while tickling his sides. 

“GIHIHID- HAHAhahahaha!” Kremy squeezed his eyes shut before wiggling around in his grip. “Gihihid, come ohohohohon!” Kremy whined. 

“What’s this? Is this code for “tickle me more”?” Gideon asked him. 

“Whahahat?!” Kremy wiggled around and waved his arms, unsure if he should cover up his sides, or push Gideon’s face away. 

“Om nom nom nom nom nom nom.” Gideon said playfully. His nibbling sounds were positioned straight into his ear, making his flustered face even worse. Maybe that was the reason why his Paw used to tickle him? 

“Gihihihid, stohohohop!” Kremy said through his laughter. 

“Stop what?” Gideon asked him. 

“Tihihickling mehehehe!” Kremy told him. 

“Nom nom nom- yes, I am tickling you. Thanks for the wonderful insight, Kremy.” Gideon teased, before going right back to the nomming sounds. 

“Yohohou suhuhuck!” Kremy told him. 

“Nom-nom- Are you sure about that? Nom-nom-nom-nom-nom-” Gideon asked him. 

Kremy had been handling the playfulness rather well. Sensing he could get him back, Kremy spun himself around as fast as he could, and tickled Gideon’s sides back. 

“Wha- Oh FUHUCK! GAHAHAhahaha!” Gideon dropped his composure and immediately started curling up. “Nohohohoho! Nohoho fahahair!” Gideon reacted. 

“What do you mean ‘not fair’?! You started this! And I’m ending it.” Kremy leaned in and started doing the nibbling sounds as well. “Om-nom-nom-nom-nom! Om-nom-nom-nom-nom-nom!” Kremy imitated, sounding slightly like his father. “You thought you could embarrass me and get away with it?” Kremy asked. 

“Nohohohoho!” Gideon replied. 

“That’s what I thought.” Kremy said as he stopped his clawed fingers. When he was done, Kremy sat himself up and picked up his gumbo before taking another bite. Though the gumbo had cooled down, it was still relatively on the warm side. Kremy watched Gideon pick up his own bowl and finish his gumbo as well. 

When he was done, Gideon put his bowl down and snuggled himself into Kremy’s chest. Kremy widened his eyes and looked at him, but softened his expression when he saw how comfy he looked. 

Gideon’s face looked calm, and quiet. He looked really comfortable around him. This was a striking difference compared to how Gideon acted when he was first getting to know the Fire Genasi. 

Kremy wrapped his arms around Gideon and held him close. When this happened, he saw Gideon open his eyes and look up at him. “You okay?” He asked. 

Gideon looked at him and smiled a little bit. “Yeah…” He nodded his head. “I’m okay.” He closed his eyes and let out a long breath. 

Kremy rubbed his arm and back gently. He wanted to make sure Gideon felt safe and secure when laying in his arms. And it seemed to be working well for him. Gideon’s usually tense body was slowly easing as his breaths grew slower and quiet. His hardened demeanor and hotheaded outward appearance was gone…

Gideon looked so peaceful…

it was…almost beautiful. 

“Do you ever miss your parents?” Gideon asked. 

Kremy shrugged his shoulders. “Sometimes, yeah…” He admitted. 

“Mm…” Gideon looked up at Kremy. “Did you feel…comfortable when you were with your parents?” He asked next. 

Kremy smiled. “Sometimes, yeah.” The gator admitted. 

Gideon smiled. “I feel really comfortable around you.” Gideon admitted. “Maybe that means I consider you family?” He asked him. 

Kremy looked down at Gideon and smiled brightly. “I consider you family too, Gid.” Kremy admitted. 

Gideon smiled and hugged him just a little tighter. “Thank you…” He told him. 

Kremy rubbed his back gently. “You’re welcome.” He replied. 

Gideon looked up at Kremy, before smirking slightly. Sensing a little opportunity, Gideon started to poke and prod Kremy’s side. 

“aAh- Haha- Gihid- NAHA!” Kremy immediately started getting him back. 

“Gahahaha! Dohon’t you dahahare!” Gideon ordered, squeezing his side. 

“Whadda ya mean- KKHAAHAHAHA!” Kremy laughed, desperately trying to get him back. 

“Yeheah! Laugh it up, little- WAHAIT- SHIHIHIT!” Gideon instinctively started to curl up and hide his tickle spots. “NOHOHO!” 

“Yohou giving up?” Kremy asked, wiggling a finger into his belly button. 

“Yehehe- BAHAHA! YEHEHES! YES, IHI GIVE UHUHUP!” 

“You gonna kindly stop tickling me now?” Kremy asked him. 

“YEHEHES, IHIHI WIHIHILL! NOHOW STAHAHAP!” Gideon yelled. 

“Alright, alright.” Kremy stopped his fingers. “Good.” He told him. 

“Jeeheeheez…Ihit’s scary how well you can do that.” Gideon admitted. 

“Do what?” Kremy asked with a smirk. 

“Tickle people. It’s almost scary.” Gideon clarified. 

Kremy smiled and poked his side. “Just know that I’m always ready for a fight whenever you tickle me.” Kremy warned. 

“Just like your old man?” Gideon asked. 

“Exactly like my old man.” Kremy concluded with a proud smile.