Author Note: This is GamKar if you dont like then dont read, i made this entirely since i love this pairing i dont own Gamzee, Karkat or terezi they all belong to there creator the amazing Andrew Hussie.
Comfortable in bed I lay here cuddling my love in our sleep joyously.
Though they'll never know I would never say that to them.
…wait….WHAT THE FUCK.
Cuddling my love?
What fucking love?
And sleeping joyously I never sleep "joyously" I'm always stressing out about something like Terezi leaving me for that..Thing…. he doesn't even deserve a name but in all honestly she was the only thing I loved that and possibly I love Gamzee…friendly like but still love him…wait did I just reconcile the fact I love Gamzee?
Fuck I shouldn't be thinking about that right now I should be wondering who this person is holding me so close to them. Gripping me ever so tightly like if they're going to lose me. Who would worry about losing me…not like I matter anyways.
This is somewhat comfortable being held like this though I haven't felt like this before…feels safe being clutched by someone so strong by being held against this nice flat chest being engulfed by these…these..disgusting fumes of weed! OH GOG!
"FUCK GAMZEE! GET OFF ME!" I push him off of me as usual and in turn I fall backwards off the bed landing on empty faygo bottles tons of faygo bottles meaning I'm in Gamzee's house. How the fuck did I get in here let alone in his bed and and…..WHY THE FUCK AM I NAKED!
"wHAt iS WroNG KaRBrO?" Gamzee said finally waking up and peering over the bed with a slight look of concern which is out of character for his high self.
"WHY THE FUCK AM IN YOUR BED!"
"CaUSe Of MotHEr FucKinG MIraCLeS Bro" obviously he smiles that creepy ass smile of his and then falls back down on the bed.
What a typical response from him "THAT DOESN'T FUCKING ANSWE-" I stop mid-sentence with my now noticeable throbbing head. Am I having a hang over? Fuck! Why the fuck am having one in the first place….what happened last night… as I contemplate all of this I grab my boxers and slide them on.
"Aw WhY yOU PuTTinG tHEM BaCK oN? LaST NiTe WaAAaS fUuuUUuN" he gets up sluggishly and wobbles his way over to me. Something isn't right with him, As he gets nearer that blunt smoke smell im so used to him having is mingled with another distinct smell I recognize one that I'm wearing the smell of alcohol. Gog! He's high and drunk now! Damn I hope he's not even worse when there combined..
"Hey karkat.." woah where did this serious somewhat hoarse voice come from I've never heard Gamzee like this. I'm so side tracked from his voice I didn't even realize he's now on top of me pinning me up against the wall.
"GAMZEE GET THE FUCK OFF ME" I struggle to get him off me trying to resist him but it does nothing seeing how he's using all of his untapped strength against me now.
"Make me.." he smiles more fucking creepy like that send chills down my spine but not as much as he leans forward our faces practically centimeters away from touching. I can feel his breath against my face. The smell of slime pies, faygo, alcohol and whatever else he takes creates the most disgusting combination to inhale, adding on to how annoyingly hot it is.
"GAMZEE WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING LET ME GO!" its futile to struggle but maybe I can get him to listen to me. Hopefully fuck!
"no" this is scaring me I know he's got to be drunk or at least I hope he is if not I think im in some serious shit if he's sobering up right now. Gog look at last time when he went on a FUCKING killing spree. Damn at least that time I could stop him but now I don't know what to do he's not listening to me.
"GOG! IM YOUR BEST FRIEND LISTEN TO ME" please dear gog listen to me Gamzee or listen to the faint voice of reason in your head. His grip on me gets tighter my wrist are aching from how much pressure he's adding to them. My heart beat is going a mile a minute I can feel it throughout my whole body, he probably can feel it too. He laughs under his breath, why is he laughing, oh gog why is he laughing, is my fear and torture entertaining to him, what's next he's going to fucki-
"I am listening to you, but you're not listening to you. little MoTHEr FucKer" he's starting to sound like his usual self again maybe he still is somewhat high. Oh gog maybe miracles really do exist somewhere out there in the world but if they truly do I would appreciate if you fucking got Gamzee to stop this bull shit now!
"karkles ever think miracles happen for a reason?" why do I get the uncanny feeling he's reading my fucking mind now! Damn Gamzee please let me go for any other reason but that maybe you love me just a little bit in that thick pot infested head of yours.
"NO ACTUALLY I DON'T!" fuck I said that from anxiety building up I hope he doesn't do anything to stupid like mayb-
Before I can finish that thought his lips press against mines gently then pull away just as quickly as it happened. He let go of my wrist and turned around to his bed and puts on the usual spotted pants that was just lying on the ground. "you should start believing in them, HoNK…" he turned to look at me with this sad expression. A rare expression for him seeing how he's always smiling go lucky being high off his damn ass. All I could do though was stand there rubbing my wrist that still throbbed from pain.
"Then why is it so hard to love and be loved in return why won't miracles give me just that…?" My lips move subconsciously spewing out what my deep thoughts truly were the words came out so hushed I didn't realize I said it at first but then covered my lips right away from shock. I didn't say that. He didn't hear. Oh please tell me he didn't hear.
He did. From the expression on his face he surely did. His eyes widened and he smiles slightly towards my direction but mostly he was looking down still wondering maybe if I was going to yell at him for kissing me earlier.
"You know….maybe it's in your face the whole time and you just don't see it" Gamzee looked up slightly his sad expression now visibly depressed. And in all honesty I don't like seeing my friend's depressed like this, my heart cringes as his eyes go farther and farther into the depression that engulfed him that I walk over to him and hug him gently hoping he'd respond to it…but he doesn't which worries me ever so more.
"Gamzee, hey look I'm sorry but I'm just so confused and frustrated right now with everything that happened with terezi just that I can't take any more from people I'm sorry.." wait FUUUCK I said sorry…I never say sorry gog! I'm so out of character. Then again so is he but me saying sorry is the last line what is wrong with me! I've never talked to someone like this since well…tere- FUCK THIS SHIT I NEVER WANT TO THINK ABOUT HER AGAIN! THIS IS ALL HER FAULT TO BEGIN WITH ANYWAYS I KNOW IT IS!
"KaRBro, yOUr mY MoTHerFucKiNG BeSt FrIEnD~." he said smiling just a tiny bit and hugs me back finally gripping my sides making me slightly uncomfortable but then again I rather see this ass back to being smiley then the dark depression of murder hood. Well I did until he dragged me down onto his bed cuddling me. Which I tried to escape as much as I could but oh well I guess I'll just have to deal with it. After a while I could tell he fell asleep on me again and I tried to squirm my way out of but to no success failed. So I joined him not like I had anything better to do. Ironically though I liked cuddling here with him..made me feel safe….GOG! Who the fuck am I kidding….maybe I do like Gamzee a bit…..FUCK romcons and liquor are getting to me I'm just going to sleep this shit off…..damn but tomorrow I'm going to interrogate this fucker but for now…I guess I'll sleep too… "im happy to be your best friend Gamzee.."
