TW: mentions of death, homophobia

*One week after last chapter*

"Hey Gri?" Mumbo was sitting on his bed. Grian floated from the room over and hovered. 

"Yeah? What's up?" 

"How did you die, if you don't mind me asking?" 

"Ah. Well, turns out that in 1831 people don't like when they find you with a dick halfway up your ass." Grian shrugged. 

"Death penalty?" 

"Yup. Hung. You can see where the rope cut in." Grian looked up, showing his neck. There were scars where the skin usually folded. 

"Though luckly," Grian winked "it's not illegal anymore." 

Mumbo turned light pink. "Why did you just wink." Grian laughed slightly, not answering. 

"No, seriously. Why did you just wink Grian." Mumbo's face was getting slowly dusted with a redder pink. 

"It's funny, flirting with you as a joke." Grian smiled. 

"Joke. Yeah. Funny." Mumbo said, wide eyed and staring at the ground. 

After a few seconds Grian flopped into Mumbo's arms, not actually putting weight on his arms.

"Mumboooooooo," he cried out. "I'm boredddd."

"Then go do something." 

"Watch a movie with me." Grian was pulling Mumbo towards the couch. 

"Fine, what movie do you want?" 

"Uhhhh. I don't know. Have any gay films?" 

"I have Love, Simon. That work?" Mumbo grabbed it from the CD cabinet, holding it up for Grian to see. 

"Sure!" 

~Time Skip~ 

"That was so sweet!" Grian said as he streched. They had just finished the movie. 

"Yeah. That movie helped me figure out I'm bisexual." 

"That's really cool." Grian grabbed Mumbo's hand. 

"Why are you holding my hand?" 

"Buddy system." 

"I don't think we-" 

"Shhh. Buddy system." 

~268 words~