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“Sure you do,” Efflo started, reaching to straighten out Gabby’s shirt. Except that both of them knew full well that really, Gabby didn’t. If anyone needed help, it was most definitely Efflo, who stood there barefoot in pants that were almost sliding right off of his hips. They’d accumulated some scuffs and tears along the way, the ends fraying where the glowworms had nibbled at them. Efflo was a lost cause when it came to clothes.

But before he could really argue otherwise, Gabby was bending to look at him, staring right into his eyes as if he were searching for something. Efflo leaned forward, and nipped his nose.

“Can I help you?”

Efflo blinked, out of any possible answers from Gabby, he hadn’t been expecting those questions. Then he was laughing, realizing by the way Gabby eyed him, that this was some sort of test. He had no idea why Gabby was suddenly suspicious but it was a test he would pass with flying colors nonetheless, because those had been the very memories that had kept him safe from the despair and darkness. He would never forget those moments for as long as he lived.

He leaned up with his hands still twined in the fabric of Gabby’s shirt, and stole a gentle kiss from the dragon’s lips, much like he had that very first day. He drew back, smiling.

“It was the day the shadowlings attacked the club rooms. I kissed you first, and stole your first kiss. Though if I recall correctly, it didn’t you very long to follow-up, so you must not have minded all that much. Yours was definitely much better, though to be fair, it was my first kiss too, and you can't expect a guy to just know these things.”

Efflo grinned at Gabby’s careful expression, starting to button up his shirt. He leaned in again, whispering the next words softly against Gabby’s lips, “Just what exactly is going on?”

Efflo sank into the kiss, thinking that while the memory of their first kiss was great, with passing time the memories only got better, and the kisses sweeter. Gabby seemed more than satisfied with his answer, and Efflo should have been content to leave it at that, but happy though he was, he was still Efflo.

“Yes, we are getting dressed. Then we are going to go for a nice walk. But what was with the questions?” he asked, keeping on hand on Gabby’s arm to steady himself while he attempted to pull on his boot with the other. He gave his boilfriend a sidelong glance, curious.

“As if I’d give up those memories ever,” Efflo said matter-of-factly as he let go of Gabby, just to pull his other boot on, and fix a part of his pant leg that had gotten caught.

He finished, and was straightening up when he felt the familiar feel of Gabby’s cold palm on his rear. Efflo turned around, and the familiar glare he fixed Gabby would was sure to dissuade any doubts the dragon had.

“Get it all out now, Gabriel.”

Efflo glowered at him. “You know perfectly well what. Yes, that.”

Then Gabby was reaching over him again, and Efflo sighed. He would squirm away, but today the last place he wanted to get was away from Gabby. So he relented, and turned around, glaring over his shoulder at Gabby. He wasn’t unhappy in the slightest, but old habits died hard.

“You can pat it all you want, just not in public, or at least try to do it discreetly! I might have lost some memories but I definitely didn’t forget how much you like to slap my a** where everyone can see.”

“So,” he said, shaking his rear a little at Gabby, “Get it all out now. ‘Cause once we are on our walk, you have to be a good dragon.”

All Efflo could do was roll his eyes,

"Are you done yet? Or are you just determined to make sure I don't sit down ever again for the rest of my life?"

“Yes, walkies please, before I can’t walkies anymore,” he shot back, but he was smiling, snuggling underneath Gabby’s arm and pulling him towards the door. He slipped his arm around his boilfriend’s back, giving him a squeeze.

When they got outside, Efflo blinked, paying more attention his surroundings now than he had on his sprint over. “Is it really still the same day?” he asked, glancing at Gabby. It had seemed like he’d been gone for days, yet here, everything was still pretty much the same.

“Yet somehow, I feel more beaten up in the last hour…” he muttered out loud, rubbing his backside gently before bumping his hip into Gabby’s, chuckling softly.