The slam of a car door woke me up at 6:49am, precisely. Normally I couldn't give less of a shit when I woke up, except if it was a day later than I expected it to be (that had only happened once, not that my dicksniffing boyfriend would ever let me forget it). But today was different- normally I would cry at the thought of an early morning but I had intended to wake up at 6:40am. Realising that I must have slept through my alarm, I practically jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom right opposite my room. I stripped from my black briefs and turned the shower's handle, proceeding to yelp like an idiot and wish I had let the water heat up beforehand. Dumbass.

Sollux and I had been planning today for at least two months, and I would be lying if I told anyone I had slept well. The anticipation was killing me, and the thought of getting the hell out of this shithole was more than appealing- it was fucking amazing. Well, maybe I was being a bit harsh on the little old town I currently lived in. It was small, quaint, and quiet – everything a little old lady settling in for retirement might look for. But this was also quite possibly one of the dullest places in the world, and frequent half-hour long bus rides to the nearest city got very old very quickly. Reflecting on my stupidity in not leaving sooner, I stopped the water and let the water slowly drip off my body.

It took me longer than I would like to admit to find my god-damned skinny jeans. You'd think that, having washed them yesterday, I would have put them somewhere sensible and easy to find. Instead, I had decided it was a good idea to just throw them anywhere. It was almost 7:05 by the time I was dressed, so I practically sprinted out of my tiny apartment and headed for the car park situated just opposite the small block of flats. God, it was a good thing that Sollux had his own car because I didn't feel like paying a shitload in moving fees. His car was a fairly small, white, second-hand ford but it was reliable and more than big enough to fit in my two small bags of belongings. The gravel crunched under my old, black converse shoes as I made my way through the small car park towards my boyfriend's shit-eating grin.

Let me get one thing straight- I have never been, nor will I ever be, a morning person. Sollux on the other hand was usually up at 6, either running or working on whatever the fuck he works on. So he was standing at his car looking fucking hot, and I trudged up in skinny jeans, a baggy T-shirt and my hair looking like someone had gone through and styled every individual strand to make it look the worst it possibly could. To top it all off he was at least a foot and a half taller than me, causing him to look down on me as I practically fell into his arms and sighed.
"Morning thuntchine. I thee you're ath happy ath ever."
"Yes 'Thollux' you're a god damn comedy genius, now let's get some fucking coffee before I die of hypothermia and lack of sleep at the same time."
He was happy to oblige, and we both walked down to the local (and only) coffee shop of my town. During that time I managed to get my shitstorm of hair somewhat under control, much to the amusement of the lanky fuck walking next to me. When I was finally satisfied that I didn't look like a dead moose, I swung open the doors and walked into the café.

If there was one thing I was going to miss about this place, the café was it. As soon as I opened the door, the familiar smell of coffee and syrup flooded my senses, bringing back an assortment of memories. It wasn't fancy by any standards, but this shop had a certain charm to it- it was small, the people were at least bearable and I had known the owner for as long as I could remember. She smiled at me as we walked in, and I somehow managed to force a half-grin onto my face. On the counter sat one double-shot espresso and a mocha, still steaming hot. Kanaya smiled at me and pushed them forward.
"Good morning Karkat. You're a little bit later than I expected, so the coffee might be a little cool- sorry about that." This was a regular occurrence, because Kanaya was one of the few people I talked to where I lived. She knew all about my plans to leave and had been more than happy to help with any problems I had. She was really the one person in this town that didn't make me want to gouge out my ears at every word.
"Thanks, Kanaya." I tiredly mumbled as I took out the money I owed her.
"No charge, Karkat. It might be the last time for a while, so just enjoy it." She smiled at me as she gently pushed back my hand. I couldn't help but get a little flustered as she pulled me into a gentle hug. She had been somewhat of a mother to me, even when I still had one. I more than happily hugged her back and decided that no, not everyone in this town was infuriatingly stupid.

Through this encounter, Sollux stood behind us and I'm sure that a genuine grin managed to slip its way onto his face. He towered over me and took his espresso, before leaning down and gently kissing me on the forehead. I felt my face heat up a little as Kanaya chuckled. I thanked her and sat at the table I had claimed long ago with my boyfriend.
"Tho, are you going to mith thith plathe?" Sollux lisped at me as I gingerly sipped at my drink.
"Are you fucking kidding me? Hell no. Not in a million years."
"Well, judging by that touching dithplay I'd thay that maybe you're not ath unhappy here ath you thay you are." His sly grin emerged once more from the corner of his mouth, earning him a gentle kick in the foot from me.
"Yes, I'm going to miss Kanaya. But trust me; I'm not going to miss this place."
I decided that my beverage was at a suitable temperature, and proceeded to (charmingly) skull it down. The tall male sitting opposite me sipped down the rest of his and stood up. I said a final goodbye to Kanaya and told her that I would be coming back sometime. I couldn't tell, but I think I saw a small tear form in the corner of her eye.

We walked back to Sollux's car, my breath making shapes in the harsh, cold wind. I pulled up the hood of my jacket as we approached the vehicle, deciding the wind had messed up my already shitty hair enough. The doors clicked as they were unlocked and I climbed into the passenger's seat. Sollux climbed in, making idle conversation as he started the engine and backed out of the driveway to the small parking lot. As I glanced back emotion overcame me, and the realisation that I was finally leaving the place I had resided all my life smacked me across the face- and stung. I suddenly felt a little guilty, leaving so suddenly and not feeling bad about it at all. Sollux must have picked up on this, because he lightly took me hand and grasped it. I squeezed back and looked into his heterochromatic eyes, deciding that I liked where I was going more than any memory I could recall. As we drove past the café, Kanaya stood outside with her girlfriend and waved. I don't know what did it, but a tear of happiness and regret rolled down my face. I realised that I must have looked like an idiot to everyone else, but Sollux didn't even chuckle. He just sat there and held my hand.

And I never wanted him to stop.