“Your face, it’s too… feminine, Enkidu.” Gilgamesh just needs to remind himself that his best friend is, indeed, male. Nothing there to it.
“Is it?” Enkidu shrugs and laughs. “Well, I like this face either way.” It was a beautiful face, although he couldn’t claim it as his.
“Your face is a natural beauty though, Gilgamesh. I feel like I can be jealous of it,” Enkidu says with a smile.

(Source: enkiduu)
Hello, I am Enkidu, an old companion of Gilgamesh's.
“Your face, it’s too… feminine, Enkidu.” Gilgamesh just needs to remind himself that his best friend is, indeed, male. Nothing there to it.
“Making sure my best friend is still a man, I would hate to get confused all the time.” He was always confused regardless. 
Oh, he was bragging. Enkidu was absolutely bragging, that was when Gilgamesh decided to flipped Enkidu’s robes up. Almost as if he was flashing a skirt up, except Enkidu was wearing pants. “Hmm…still a body of a man.” 
“You stick out like a sore thumb, Enkidu.” The King mumbled as he grabbed a hand full of Enkidu’s hair and looked at it. “Just how do you keep it under control?” 
Okay, he’s feeling that pain. oh, god that hurts as Gil let Enkidu go. “I see you’re as green as ever.” 
“You’ll be fine, this isn’t going to kill you.” 
“…” Enkidu will die by a hug. YOU SEE LANCER, ENKIDU HAS NOT ABANDONED HIM. 
