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"Dammit!" Sollux was trying to do one simple task, but would he be able to? No! He could never get anything done with these two always messing things up in his own house.

It started out with the small things like sleeping on his couch for the night, or using his shower. But now they were actually using the only thing that had stayed private for him in the goddamned house. His bed.

The shouting had disturbed the young couple's sleep, making them move closer together in a desperate attempt to continue the night. He quickly shut up.

Sollux was having another one of his migraines; all he wanted to do was sleep. Would he be able to? No. Would he be able to tell them to move? No...no he couldn't, not when they were so damned adorable.

Karkat and Terezi had never been open on showing public displays of emotion so Sollux had been the one to confide in. Lucky him. He got to see all of their tiny, individual moments. By now he felt knew their whole lives.

Why? Why his house? Why him! He didn't know, maybe they just felt okay with him. Or, maybe, because no one with a functional think-pan would ever trust Gamzee with romantic issues. Just Sollux's luck that they were rooming with Gamzee.

Besides, Karkat didn't want the clown to be alone with Terezi for one second, afraid that he would have her hooked on something, or worse. A clown worshiper.

"Karkat..." Terezi mumbled in her sleep and snuggled closer to Karkat's bare chest.

They were entangled with each other, both of their arms in a sleepy bear-hug. It was all the psychic could do to not smile. Then he realized it was probably very privacy invading to spy on them in their sleep. Especially when the other parties had no shirts on.

Sollux would probably be killed ten times over if Karkat had ever found out he had saw Terezi topless. Gulping he quietly took the purple covers from his bed and pulled them up over the two. After that he had backed up towards the door, careful not to step on anything, and shut it as silently as possible.

In the hall he felt it okay to breathe a sigh of relief, "Fuck, why do ii alwayth get thuck with them?"

He headed off to the living room were his couch was, looking ever so inviting at these late hours.

'Thith wiill be the lath thraw.' Sollux knew he wasn't right though as he settled into the comforting fabric for another restless night.

He had a certain weak spot for cute things like this.

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