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[hystericull]

[He breathed into the fabric that rustled around his torso, wrapped around his arms and legs and basically constricted him in a way that he couldn't quite figure out how to escape from. He was supposed to meet Karkat here, but... had he fallen asleep? How long was he laying here, in this pile of junk and sheets and random, discarded clothing he'd stolen found strewn about? It didn't matter. He'd keep waiting here, until the little guy showed up. He was good at w... good at...]

[...]

[NO. No, he couldn't fall asleep! He couldn't... fall... but, he was so tired, and the room was so empty and dark and... nnnzzzzzz...]

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[papshooshing]

[ doesn't matter how it is that Karkat had been running behind. the fact is that he is, indeed, later than intended. arriving at the planned spot brings mixed feelings. he's sorry that he had to keep Gamzee waiting.

feels bad that Gamzee is there. sleeping. if he could be a better moirail...

well. doesn't matter now. Karkat creeps over to the pile. to Gamzee. to his moirail. the guy looks deceptively peaceful as he sleeps. he mutters an apology as he slowly works to tug the sheets from under and around his palebro without waking him. maybe then he can just make sure it covers him completely.

and snuggle up next to in the process. ]

[hystericull]

[It hadn't been a very deep sleep. Gamzee was prone to being such a heavy sleeper, normally. Nothing short of a complete planetary annihilation would be able to rouse him. Lately, though, he hadn't been sleeping too well. It was light at best, and the jumbling of the sheets from his limbs and the sudden, red-hot bundle of warmth against him did a nice job of waking him once more.]

There you fuckin' are...

[The tone wasn't accusatory in the least. Gamzee traced his fingers down the curve of Karkat's cheek, across his jawbone. Already he could feel the tension in his gut abating. It was the only miracle that seemed to remain in this fucking world, it was.]

[papshooshing]

[ Karkat works his arms around Gamzee's middle, letting out a soft purr. even his unease is melting away. ]

I got caught up in stuff that really doesn't matter. M'sorry.

[hystericull]

No motherfuckin' needs all for them apology noises, my brother.

[Gamzee sighed into the little mop of hair in front of him, dragging his fingernails around to the nape of Karkat's neck. There was so much they both had to say, but neither of them was saying anything. Not yet. In this moment, they could just pretend like nothing else existed.]

This motherfucker's got oodles of fucking time all up in these mirthful magic hands of his.

[papshooshing]

You were expecting me sooner. I should have been here sooner.

[ but his fingers knead at the other troll's spine, taking a deep breath. just gonna smell you Gamzee. because that's not creepy at all. ]

So let me just apologize, okay?

[hystericull]

[A low sound rumbled out from Gamzee's throat and flew between Karkat's rounded horns in response to the pressure on his back.]

Mmnnn, 'kay. Ain't no fuckin' thing, though, bro.

[He wiggled around on their makeshift pile, pressing his face further into the boy's head and snaking his hands around his waist.]

Just kinda glad, like, we all were to be fuckin' up and getting our mutual availabilities the fuck on at each other what's like this all is, you dig? Been kinda...

[He cleared his throat. "Feeling weird in the pan" wanted to come out next, but he scrapped it in favor of a more pressing concern.]

Worried 'bout you, yo.

[papshooshing]

[ bawww. there's that feeling again. it's so deliciously pale, this feeling of security and protection. this is part of Karkat's little world that no one will ever get to. there are no passwords or elaborate key puzzles. but still. no one will be able to have this. this is for him and him alone. Gamzee is there for him, but he is also there for Gamzee in return. like a dock for a boat.

but really, it isn't just Karkat's. this is Gamzee's too. a sanctuary that none can touch.

Karkat nods at Gamzee's words, holding tighter. he is so very glad that they can work out times to at least see each other. ]

I've been thinking a lot. That's all.

[hystericull]

Mmmhmm...

[His words were becoming nothing but mumbles. This little heated water bottle at his stomach was bringing him back into that drowsy place. The nuzzles at the top of Karkat's head made their way to the side, so Gamzee was affectionately rubbing his nose in the groove of one nubby horn.]

'Bout what?

[papshooshing]

Stuff you might not be happy about...

[ at least he's honest. ]

[hystericull]

[He chuckled darkly.]

That's to be all fuckin' implying what I ain't always bein' the most motherfucking mirthful of brothers you ever was to get your know on of, best friend.

[papshooshing]

The only one left who is.

[ just gonna... snuggle in more okay? OK. ]

[hystericull]

Think you motherfuckin' be all havin' them pale-colored opticals on a fucking gain, my brother.

[This prompted another laugh from him.]

Enough of all what that noise is, though. Tell at a motherfucker all about what wicked uncool noise be kickin' it's shit around inside your pan-hive, yeah?

[papshooshing]

[ rolls eyes. he does not have tinted lenses, thanks. Karkat knows how ragey and dangerous Gamzee can be. but that's just it. CAN be isn't ALWAYS. ]

It's just... What's the fucking point of all of this?