Hey, so this is my first attempt at fan fiction in English. I hope I manage to capture the characters ok, as sometimes I feel things can get lost in translation, you know? So hopefully this won't be too angsty, but the rating will increase as there will be character death and the possibility of rape (I'm not sure if I should emit this as it may be too dark for this kind of fiction?) But anyway, I really hope you enjoy this. I have the entire thing drafted up, so it's only a matter of writing it down. Perspectives will change per chapter, so watch out for that.

I love you and hope you enjoy!

Baggy eyed and weary, he took a sip of the overly sweet coffee. The warmth had long ago leeched into the freezing cold air but it mattered not. It still tasted good. He drained the dregs of the extra large cup, disposing of the cardboard container in the nearest bin. It was one of the coldest winters on record, so cold that the very air seemed to be frozen into spikes, pricking his lungs as he inhaled.

Flexing the stiffness of his fingers away, he buried his bands deep into his synthetic wool coat, finding his keys, he balled his right hand around them, the metal soon warming to body temperature.

The office block in which he worked his dead end- straight from university job was located far enough away from his apartment to justifiably use public transport, but he liked to take the walk. It gave his mind and eyes a break from the screens he was surrounded with day in and day out, as well as allowing him to grab a caramel macchiato from his favourite over-priced chain on the way. Always the same, grande with an extra espresso shot. He sometimes wondered if he should change his routine sometimes, he was incredibly open to stalkers.

His flat was dark and small, although the wires and clogging up every free inch did nothing to help. Not only that but the place was messy. Plates were scattered in every room and cans lay scattered over every surface. Clothes and used underwear littered the floor of the small bedroom, which was massing a door and appeared to be home to several servers. The short male surveyed the mess. Although comforting and familiar, there was something depressing about it to him. When he had discovered his natural aptitude to technology he thought he would go so far, be renowned for having come so far so quickly. Instead he had found himself sitting in an office chair coding for some small company growing more jaded by the day.

Running a long fingered hand through his short cropped hair, he pulled his tie loose, letting it fall from his hands onto the floor carelessly. Rubbing his eyes he filled up the kettle for another cup of coffee.

It was some time later when he noticed the activity outside; loud noises, the sound of movement and voices bright light seeping through the cracks in the venetian blinds. Now dressed in his jeans and tshirt, he pushed the window up letting the cold air billow in. He squinted behind his glasses, trying to focus in. A van, the word removals plastered on the side parked on the other side of the street. Some part of his mind told him he had noticed the sign change from for sale to Sold! But he hadn't cared all that much. It hardly affected him. He closed the window retreating back to his computer; slightly disappointed it hadn't been something more interesting.

Far too early in the morning, Sollux placed his half empty to-go cup down on his desk a few centimeters away from his keyboard. Hanging his coat on the back of his chair he sunk down. Taking a sip of the bittersweet liquid he waited for the operating system to load.

Standing at the printer tapping his foot impatiently, Sollux checked his watch it was a Friday and he was itching to leave. He sighed with relief, half an hour and he was free. He'd print this off and have it on the managers desk in twenty then slowly log off before leaving. The printer whirred, a sheet finally emerging, he picked it up, smiling.

"Fef…" He stood over her cubicle, smiling down at her, the prints in his left hand at his eye level. "I do believe these are yours." She pursed her lips looking slightly embarrassed, but with the hint of a smile on her face. She grabbed the papers laughing.

"Did I mix up the printers again?"

"Correct and I'm afraid if it happens again I'll have to report to my manager…" His facial expression and tone completely serious, but he knew she could see the glint in his eyes. Her pink makeup slipped slightly as she cried with laughter. She did this every time she laughed, it may smudge her makeup but Sollux thought it was cute. Indeed, there was not an inch of Feferi that wasn't cute. Right from her love of fish to her bright gaudy clothes, she was perfect. But at the same time Sollux couldn't help but doubt their relationship. There was no doubting the amount he loved her, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel there was something not right. Feferi Peixes was bubbly, funny and arty, with an incredible knack for social situations and a laugh that was contagious. Sollux Captor on the other hand was withdrawn, introverted and with a dark and sarcastic sense of humour. He spent most of his time being as anti-social as possible and struggled to make friends at all. They just had very little in common and their relationship ws very obvious not going anywhere.

"Listen Sol, we're going for a drink later, want to come?"

"Who is 'we'?" He said too quickly, Fef looked slightly taken back for a moment, but soon smoothed it over as if nothing had happened.

"Me, Equius and Eridan." Depiste the shortness of the list she counted each name off on her finger, Sollux noted a rare chip in her obnoxiously pink nail.

"Who?"

"Eridan, you know the new boss here?" She jerked a thumb over to what was basically a glass box at the side of the office. "We dated back in college and he's just moved here, so I thought y'know…"

Sollux sighed, he really didn't want to do the whole interaction with total strangers thing, certainly not with his girlfriends ex; talk about awkward.

"Yeah sure, I'll go."

"Really!?" Her face lit up at the words, Sollux realized she probably thought he had lost interest in her lately and seemed to view this as a sign everything was ok.

"Sure, so what normal time, normal place?" She nodded,

"Yeah, at seven. I'll see you there!"