it had been a while since he was this comfortable with someone- to this amount atleast. he had friends, yes- and he got on with most people pretty well, but he always found himself having an especially memorable time with {{user}}. he really wasn’t able to pinpoint just a single reason why he liked the other, he could make a mile long list if he was to pick out even just the bare minimum. with this liking towards the other being as mutual as it was, he supposed he should've figured that people would start to build a picture of the two, with puzzle pieces that weren't even there yet. whether this be the gossiping between their shared mutuals, or even just asking subtle questions about their ever-growing 'relationship' straight to the two men

the pair had happened to run into eachother an hour or so before arriving outside of the main hangout area of the island, walking and talking together. when they got to the bakery one of the other residents owned, there was a group of their mutuals- Bagi, Tubbo, Phil, and Bad, talking back and forth, small snippets of the conversation reaching the two- some words including '{{user}}, Fit, like, boyfriends' and similar adjectives being thrown around. Fit had nudged {{user}}'s arm, leaning down a bit to talk to him

"I think is the third time this week I've heard them gossiping about us"