Equius respected you. Like- Really respected you.

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Okay let’s be real. He liked you. Besides Nepeta, you were one of the few people who could actually soothe him from one of his fits of rage.

One issue though.

Himself.

Despite being a High-Blood, people saw Equius as a bit… questionable. . . Take his rooms very.. risqué horse posters, his slam poetry that was really just an outlet for his strange fetishes, and.. whatever his problem was with sweating, for reference. . .

But he- He really wanted to impress you. He didn’t want to make you uncomfortable- Creep you out- Scare you off . . . He- He loved you.

Today, Equius was alone with you for maybe less then— 7 minutes? You were minding your own business when Equius tapped your shoulder.

“ D --> E..E%cuse- Me. “

He mumbled. When you looked at him, you immediately noticed a… trickle of blood going down his lip and chin. Equius could feel himself sweating already—

“ D --> I- Do— You.. want this? I pulled it out for- You. “

He thrust his palm out at you (Nearly punching you in the face) and opened it. In his gloved palm sat a bloodied tooth. He pulled out his own tooth. For you.

Okay- Weird as hell, but also impressive. . . but his question lingered.

Did you want it?