Homestuck

Start Date 5/26/16

End date Unknown

One-shots & Prompts

Cronus centric

Scars

In all Honesty, Kankri wasn't entirely sure when or how he had ended up like this. What he meant by like this, he meant, laying down on his side, on the ground, next to the second to highest troll on the spectrum who was on his back eyes closed, arms folded behind his head, relaxing. Night had just fallen and Cronus didn't appear ready to leave quite yet. The mutant blooded troll stares at the high blood for a moment, his gaze then lands on the scars the purple blood had on his forehead. He didn't always have those, did he? Kankri couldn't even remember, frowning, he sits up, using his elbow as support slowly reaching over, his fingers brush the scars gently.

He lets out a sound of shock when Cronus's hand suddenly shoots out and gets a hold of his wrist, said troll had one eye open and was staring at him. Cronus gives him a toothy grin.

"Sup Chief? Something wrong?" he asks, letting go of the other troll's wrist. Kankri huffs and reaches forward again, this time, pressing his fingertips firmly against the other male's scars. This causes Cronus to close his right eye, leaving his left open to stare up at the candy red blood with confusion. It wasn't often that Kankri would have any physical contact with him, or anyone for that matter. "Kan?

"When, or, better yet, how did you get these?" Kankri asks, Cronus frowns, noticing this said younger male pulls his hand away. "Cronus? Are you alright? Does talking about the-"

"Don't worry chief," the royal cuts in as he sits up and sighs. "I got these during our session…From a fight with Kurloz." Hearing that, Kankri stares at him with shock. He knew that the two never got along, but he had never seen anything get past the glares, occasional hisses and growls. for it to get physical was nearly a zero percent chance. Well, that was considering that their society wasn't violent, but that didn't mean that they were weak, oh no Kankri knew very well just how strong Kurloz and Cronus were. Even so, thinking about it now, Cronus was never the kind of guy to get into a fight with someone. much less with Kurloz who was taller than him, and oddly enough, physically stronger as well. So this made it even more strange, how and why did these two get into a fight?

"Kurloz? But, you two have never gotten into a physical altercation. What happened? When did this happen?" he asks, the high blood sighs as he blinks slowly, not meeting the mutant's gaze.

Flashback.

"Are you fucking insane!? We do that, they'll get killed!" Cronus yells with anger as he jogs to keep up with the long strides of Kurloz who was walking quickly to where his Denizen was asleep. "Oi! Are you even listening to me!?" he asks with anger as he stands in front of the taller male, blocking his way. Kurloz glares at the shorter male. He and Cronus had never gotten along. Even as they grew up together for whatever odd reason, every time he looked at the sea dwelling troll, his blood would boil. This time, it was no different.

"It's either this, or we'll just be sitting ducks. So I suggest you get out of-"

"I am not moving! Meenah said she would take care of all of this and I am NOT going to let YOU ruin whatever the hell her plans are!" he cuts in, standing his ground, his fists clenched tightly, and letting out small growls at the taller male. If the glare on Kurloz's face could have gotten worse, it did, and he was sure as hell not expecting the taller male to suddenly punch him across the face either.

"I'll say it again, high blood, get out of my wa-" he was cut off when Cronus quickly tackled him to the ground, needless to say, he was NOT going to let this idiot get the upper hand. Growling loudly, he shoves the high blood off and goes to get up, only to be tackled again, hissing, he turns and elbows the smaller male in the face, sending him to the ground as he gripped his cheek in pain.

Looking up, Cronus quickly rolls out of the way before the older male could smash his head in with a juggling club. Growling, he curses under his breath for carelessly leaving his rifle back at the hideout. Sidestepping, the sea dweller's hand shoots out and grabs the older male's wrist, keeping him from swinging that fucking juggling club down on his head. Suddenly, he could feel the wind get knocked out of him, he coughs and gasps as Kurloz slams the club upside his head, making him fall to the ground. Groaning, he tries to get up, but he was suddenly turned on to his back, his head forcefully turned to the left and held there. opening his eyes, he glares up at the older male.

"Get the fuck off of me." He commands, gasping in pain as he feels the older male dig his knee into his side. He couldn't help but feel nervous when he noticed the other male's claws close to his face, he winces feeling the sharp tips press against his forehead right above his right eye.

"Aw, what's wrong? Scared motherfucker? You FUCKING SHOULD BE. Where do you get off thinking YOU of all people can tell ME what to do?" Kurloz asks with anger, he lets his free hand trail down his face until it reaches his throat, before wrapping his hand around the high blood's throat slowly applying more pressure until Cronus was gasping for air. Growling, his hands shoot up and grab the taller male's wrist and claws at his hand, trying to get him to let go, violet tears gather in the corner of his eyes, this causes the bigger male to laugh. "Awe look at you. pathetic motherfucking sight I don't know why you think that you're so smooth or cool. Don't you get it? no one in our group likes you, you're an idiot, a waste of space, fucking piece of MOTHERFUCKING SHIT, but, you wanna look cool? Huh? How about you let a brother help you out?" he asks, letting go of his throat, allowing the male to breath once again.

Next thing Cronus knew, he could feel claws digging into his forehead, causing him to yelp out in pain, it felt like forever before he was shoved away and Kurloz stepped over him, leaving him on the ground, blood oozing from the Aquarius shaped cuts on his face. Biting his lip, the troll curls into a ball on the ground and lets the tears flow freely.

End of flashback

Kankri couldn't help but stare at the other male with shock. Cronus was now facing away from him, dead silent. It seemed like hours that the awkward silence hung over them, blinking and shaking his head Kankri gets up, walks around the high blood and sits in front of him. Much to his shock, the high blood had tears in his eyes, he was taking deep, shallow breaths, as if to keep himself grounded. Frowning, Kankri scoots closer to the male and reaches up, wiping away a single tear that slid down his cheek. Yes, normally, Cronus was a bit over dramatic, and exaggerated his emotions. sadly, this, right here right now, wasn't the case. This was genuine sadness.

"Cronus." said male allows himself to look at the troll in front of him, he flinches, then freezes in surprise, feeling the younger place a kiss to the scars before pressing the palm of his hand to the scars, a gentle smile on his face, Cronus blinks and watches him carefully. "There is no need to take his words to heart. After all, I like- no, I LOVE you. and I had no idea his words still bothered you till this very day, im sorry for what happened to you. but, thank you for trusting me…does anyone else know?" he shakes his head. "I see. Thank you, for telling me then." Smiling, Cronus then wraps his arms around the other male, hugging him tightly.