Things Gilgamesh didn't expect to happen: any of that. Well, he expected some of that, more specifically Hermione to keep huffing up a storm, but he'd been under the (apparently mistaken) presumption that Dorian would settle into a natural calm again and leave this loftier mood behind.
Except now it's been made even worse and he's left red-faced in the wake of it, not from the kiss or the contact but from that unfathomable suggestion that makes his stomach turn. A switch is thrown, a limiter released, and...
"Absolutely not!" Gilgamesh barks, all composure falling away in a single breath. "She'll just shove poison in my wine and lace my fruit with daggers and she'll laugh while I choke! Witch of a woman! Awful sorceress! She'll sick that lion on me for sure!"
And to Hermione... oh, to Hermione, who he no longer ignores but boasts at with full force, "He loves me the most so he's spending the most time with me! I decided! Myself, Gilgamesh, King of Heroes, without which none of this splendor would even be possible! You understand?! Don't think I don't know what you're up to! Pouting like that all along!"
Jab, jab, jab goes his finger, and finally:
"It isn't cute at all! I don't like it and I won't fall for it!"
But maybe Dorian would right now. Dorian probably would right now. He holds onto him possessively and seethes from head to toe.
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Things Gilgamesh didn't expect to happen: any of that. Well, he expected some of that, more specifically Hermione to keep huffing up a storm, but he'd been under the (apparently mistaken) presumption that Dorian would settle into a natural calm again and leave this loftier mood behind.
Except now it's been made even worse and he's left red-faced in the wake of it, not from the kiss or the contact but from that unfathomable suggestion that makes his stomach turn. A switch is thrown, a limiter released, and...
"Absolutely not!" Gilgamesh barks, all composure falling away in a single breath. "She'll just shove poison in my wine and lace my fruit with daggers and she'll laugh while I choke! Witch of a woman! Awful sorceress! She'll sick that lion on me for sure!"
And to Hermione... oh, to Hermione, who he no longer ignores but boasts at with full force, "He loves me the most so he's spending the most time with me! I decided! Myself, Gilgamesh, King of Heroes, without which none of this splendor would even be possible! You understand?! Don't think I don't know what you're up to! Pouting like that all along!"
Jab, jab, jab goes his finger, and finally:
"It isn't cute at all! I don't like it and I won't fall for it!"
But maybe Dorian would right now. Dorian probably would right now. He holds onto him possessively and seethes from head to toe.