Kurloz/Meulin One-shot
He still hated what he had done even though she said it wasn't his fault. He knew it was ALL his fault.
Even though they weren't together now, he still cared. Sure, he brainwashed her every now and then, but wasn't that better than killing her? Yes. He knew it was.
Kurloz Makara loved Meulin more than anyone could even know. Much more than that Vantas. But now Meulin and that red-blooded motherfucker were getting all cozy with one another.
Of course Kurloz was jealous. He knew that most people wouldn't fall for such a prick like Kankri Vantas, but Meulin was different. She was deaf. Unlike the others, she couldn't hear Kankri's boring lectures. Not to mention, she was a lot more outspoken.
It was funny watching Meulin burst out a random sentence when Vantas was in the middle of a lecture. But then it would go back to being annoying as she actually listened to him; with her eyes. She paid attention to him. To that snobbish Vantas.
Kurloz wanted to spend more time with her. But with Gamzee making him do tasks and Vantas filling up Meulin's time with some motherfucking ridiculous speeches, he wasn't able to.
But at the moment, Kurloz was relaxed. He was enjoying himself. He and Meulin were spending some time together, talking through sign language.
Eventually, Kurloz decided to bring up some obscene jesters. Meulin jokingly declined them. However, Kurloz kept on suggesting upon them. Meulin kept rejecting them.
Kankri eventually came to take Meulin away.
Why were those two getting so close? It wasn't fair.
Kurloz wanted more time with her. It angered him that Kankri Vantas had practically taken his place in Meulin's heart. Kurloz felt it. Kurloz hated that feeling. That feeling which was mixed with jealousy and hatred. Kurloz knew of The Sufferer's relationship with the Disciple. That knowledge made everything worse. It meant, in a way, that Meulin and Kankri always had a connection. A connection that Kurloz detested to a great extent.
Kurloz calmed down as he realized that Lord English, or, Caliborn, was going to have him destroyed. Vantas would disappear, eventually. Meulin would be safe. Kurloz would find a way to keep her with him. Somehow.
'My precious little Kittybitch,' Kurloz thought to himself.
Kurloz would wait for her to realize her oblivious ways. He knew she'd come to her senses. He knew she would realize she still felt red feelings for him. Kurloz knew. It had to be true. It must be true. She just couldn't see it.
He was growing tired of the wait. Waiting for her sense to come to was aggravating. It was annoying him more than anything, even Vantas.
He wanted her.
He needed her.
He loved her.
He continued with his previous suggestions that he had mentioned in their last conversation.
"KURLOZ! Meenah and Karkitty! I lurv them together! MOG, THE FEELS," Meulin screamed aloud with glee. Kurloz smiled at her joy, even though he knew she was just trying to change the subject.
He wouldn't let her off that easy.
He knew much better than that.
He continued. She rejected. He gave out a silent sigh as he gave up trying to convince her.
He just wanted to do it. No matter how. But of course, it had to be with her. Just Meulin. No one else would satisfy him.
He gently forced Meulin to look him straight in the eyes, making sure he had not hurt her.
He had always got what he wanted.
He wanted her. And that night, he got just what he wanted. Mind-controlled or not; it was her.
