A/N: OKAY. This is the first multi-chapter fanfiction I've ever attempted (This is my second fanfiction in general.) and I'm sorry if there's any wrongly spelled words or terrible grammar. I'll try and update this as much as possible, though having people say they like it will definately help with getting new chapters out faster. I have a long weekend, so I'll most likely try to get out at least chapter two, if not three as well. Also, I have no plot set at all, so if you have any idea on how you might want this to do, then please, tell me. It would help me develop something other than "Sollux gets dumped. Now who should I ship him with." XD
"YOU PIECE OF SHIT. I FUCKING HATE YOU." A thin, wire framed man stood on the corner of his apartment complex's block. His dichromatic eyes glaring lasers into the object in his hands, his words coming out in thick, angry puffs of misty air. His foot taped lightly against the cold concrete of the sidewalk in a harsh way, his thumbs darting over the touch screen's keyboard with inhuman speed as he snarled down at the phone in his hands.
"I fucking hate you..." Sollux muttered out after his thumbs had slowed, having sent his message. Backing up slightly, he leaned against the chilled orange-red brick of his apartment complex, staring at the phone in his hands with a numb face, his watering eyes tracing over the message he had sent.
"call me right fucking now." His typing quirk was dropped in his fit of rage, as he waited for his phone to start blaring that familiar techno tune, vibrating violently in his hand and showing that all-too familiar number was trying to contact him. His feet, clothed in black and white Converse high-tops, scuffed against the ground with impatience, threatening to bring him to a pace in front of the modernized apartment building. The wind was slowly starting to pick up, the cold October air flowing straight through his skinny frame as he waited. And waited. And waited, until his patience became too much for him, the cold sinking through his thin yellow and black striped shirt and chilling his frame.
"Fuck you, AA.." Sollux muttered at his phone, before stuffing it into the large pocket of his baggy black jeans. Letting out a huff, his breath appearing as a puff of breath in front of his face, Sollux headed for the large glass doors that made the entrance of his apartment complex. Giving one of them a forceful yank, the door swung open with a ragged squeak, and the enraged man barged inside.
He nearly sprinted up the stairs, two steps at a time, in his heist to get to his room, which he referred to as the "Bee Hive". His room mate, Karkat, use to refer to it as his "Bat Cave", but Sollux had demanded his short friend find a new name for it, given his lack of a liking to bats. And so, it was renamed the "Bee Hive", due to the tall man's love of the small, fuzzy yellow and black insects.
Once having reached the third floor, Sollux thrust his large, boney hand into his pocket and dug out his keys from the mess inside. Grasping them firmly, he fumbled with numb hands to find the right one, isolating it when it was discovered. The angry man then trudged his way down the hall, his feet hammering against the red carpet with a bit more force than necessary as he made his way to the small, shared apartment that was his home.
Keys jingling lightly, swinging back and forth from his firm fist, Sollux thrust the apartment key into the lock of his shared apartment and shoved the door open violently. He was way past angry at this point, past furious even. He was having one of his "moments" as Karkat, his room mate, would call them. They happened when he hadn't taken his medication. When his bi-polar disorder would flare up and his anger would grow 10x.
The door slammed against the creamy yellow wall of the small apartment with a loud bang, and Sollux could see Karkat physically leap out of his skin when it happened. Ignoring his cries of protest at his violent and startling entrance, Sollux just stalked his way down the apartments small hallway and into his room, an equally loud bang of the doing being slammed shut resounding through the small apartment.
Karkat, who had been curled up on the couch buried under a large blanket through the whole ordeal, slowly pulled himself to his feet, trudging along the hardwood floors and down the hall which led to Sollux's "Bee hive." A light rap on the door was all that was needed for Sollux to explode, yelling and raging on and on at such a fast, jumbled pace that Karkat couldn't even understand half of it.
Pushing his door open, Karkat stuck his head in, glaring at the man that was now laying face-down on his pillow, the honeycomb pattern of the pillow case crinkling and shifting as he started to yell at his intruder.
"Hey, Queen Bitch. What the fuck happened this time?" Karkat grumbled, in a fairly bad mood himself. He watched as Sollux just shook his head, throwing his phone towards Karkat, and his bedrom door. With a startled and flustered "Skree" of annoyance, Karkat jumped back and slammed the darkly colored wooden door shut, the cracking sound of Sollux's phone first slamming into it with harsh force, before it toppled to the floor with a clatter. Cautiously, Karkat forced his head inside again.
"Okay, seriously Sollux. Did you forget to take your meds again? For fuck sake, if you did, I swear to god.."
"I didn't forget to take my fucking meds, KK." Sollux snapped, his lisp shining through his S's more than ever now.
"Go ask Aradia what the fuck is wrong if you want to know."
"You two fighting again or something?" Karkat grumbled, reaching down and examining the damage done to Sollux's phone. The back had popped off, the battery managing to make it's way almost half way across the copper-toned hardwood floors of Sollux's room. A crack also ran through the screen. Fucking great. His friend would most likely want a ride to the mall to get a new one. Driving meant getting gas. Gas cost money. And money was something that both of them were lacking greatly at the moment.
An incoherent grumble was all that Karkat received when he questioned Sollux about his relationship. After fetching all the pieces of his roomie's thought-to-be-broken phone, he started to piece it back together as he paced his way over to the boney man-in-despare's bed. The blankets scrunched under Karkat's weight as he clambered on next to him, sitting with his knees held tight to his chest as he watched Sollux's phone light up.
"I can't hear you.." Karkat muttered, his voice calmer than his usual grumpy tone. He knew better than to get angry with Sollux when he was like this. It usually resulted with Sollux going out and getting completely wasted, only to return sometime between two and five AM to a worried Karkat in a more than incoherent state as his worried room mate hauled his ass to bed.
Sitting up, Sollux let out a soft sigh. Tucking his knees under him, he shot his friend a slight glance before raising a yellow and black stripped sleeve, using it to wipe off his face. His voice was soft, his rage obviously having dissipated as he released his anger into the pillow, the yellow honeycomb now covered in a fair-sized wet patch where his face had once been pressed into it with suffocating force.
"I said." Sollux said, his voice sharp, yet cracking. "She dumped me for some asshat of a Bouncer, from some shitty club down town." He stared down at the bedsheets, his eyes starting to well up with tears. Frowning, Karkat leaned forward, his knees sliding away from his chest as he pulled his friend into a tight hug.
"I'm sorry, Sollux.." The words were muffled by the lean man's shoulder, Karkat's face pressed hard against it as he could feel his friend's body start to tremble slightly. Karkat knew how much Aradia had meant to his friend. He had devoted so much time to the girl, so much of just his being. Sollux would never act like this in front of anyone, ever. It was just something he didn't do, a side of him he never wanted people to find out about. His soft, vulnerable side that he'd had since he was a small child. In front of anyone else he would be brushing this off, acting like he didn't care. Only Karkat knew about how he really felt, knew about this part of him, and Sollux planned to keep it that way.
"Hey, shhhh... Shhh.." Karkat's hand stroked his companions honey brown hair softly, pulling his head away from his shoulder. "That bitch didn't deserve you anyways. You're Sollux fucking Captor, you have to set way higher standards." The stout man in front of him snapped in an almost teasing way as he cupped his friends wet face in his hands. He cocked his head to the side, letting off a rare, sympathetic half smile as he looked over his friends face.
Sollux sniffled, staring back at his room mate before reaching a hand up and rubbing his sleeve over his boney cheeks once more. A soft whine left his throat as his short friend wiped one off of the base of his cheek, before papping it lightly.
"Here. How about.." Karkat started, tugging at his friends face in order to get him to follow off the bed. As reluctant Sollux was, he complied and let his friend lead him off the bed, with it's ruffled honeycomb sheets and matching wet pillow case. "Let's go watch some movies? 50 First Dates is coming on in about fifteen minutes. I can make some hot chocolate too." Karkat said to him, trying to put a cheery tone in his voice as he hauled his emotionally-turmoiled friend out the door of his bedroom and down the hall, now having grasped his hand.
When Sollux let out a grunt of dissatisfaction, Karkat glanced over his shoulder. "I'll even put honey in it." Giving him another unsatisfied groan, Karkat paused in the middle of the living room, looking out the large sliding glass doors that lead out to a small balcony area. The sun was just starting to sink behind the building covered horizon, orange-yellow light filtering through the glass and casting long shadows over the floor, giving everything a tangerine tint.
"How about I go and rent something then, and you can just.. Relax." Karkat said with a sigh, releasing his friends hand. "Go put on your bee Pajamas and stuff, I'll be back soon." Sollux didn't say anything as Karkat passed the open kitchen and small chair across the room from it, and headed for the door. Once at the door, he proceeded to toss on his large, fluffy-interiored red jacket, hauling the hood over his head. Just about to open the door, Karkat could feel a hand on his shoulder. Stilling, he waited.
"Thanks, KK.." The tall boy lisped to his friend. A soft smile graced Karkat's full lips and he smiled, but didn't turn to show it.
"No problem, Sollux."