Disclaimer: Homestuck belongs to its creator, Andrew Hussie.


You cough as you walk toward her. The steps you take feel like lead. Your eyes are set on your feet, following each footstep. Your hand finds it way to your hair, messing it up, before it falls lethargically to your side.

As you finally walk past her, you feel a tug of your pants. You freeze on the spot, your heart surging with something that seemed to have died a long time ago, and your mind desperately trying to push it down. Slowly, you turn your head and look down.

She doesn't show any signs of needing your help, save from the hand gripping the hem of your pants. Her hoodie is still up, and her head is still facing down. Not knowing what else to do, you press your back against the same wall she is leaning on and slide down next to her cautiously.

But not too close; never too close.

For the longest time, all you can hear is the sound of your breathing being mixed with hers, their rhythms contrasting greatly. After what feels like hours, with a frustrated sigh, you stand up. You couldn't take this suffocating silence any longer. Looking down once more, you feel a grimace creeping onto your face as your eyes land on her. Her whole being has become tense, and she seems to have curled even deeper into herself.

Is she really expecting you to treat her like that asshole of a moirail you have will?

Letting out a distressed growl, your hand goes up once more to disturb your tresses a second time, before stretching its way to the space in front of Terezi's head. You wait a while, your mind going in all sorts of directions, mostly bordering on the lines of what the fuck are you doing? She lifts her head by a miniscule. You can't really decide whether she's actually considering your offer, or blatantly ignoring it, what with her hoodie still covering about half of her face. When you finally conclude that she was doing the latter, because what the fuck were you expecting, you feel a tiny, frail, small hand slip itself between your fingers.

She was always one for surprises, you think.

You then proceed to pull her to her feet, taking a short glance at the top of her hoodie, before leading her back to her respiteblock. You feel a little lost, a little confused, but just a tiny bit like you have the whole world in your hands.