A/N: so i changed the title to equinox, and changed the song the plot is based off of to equinox by sonny moore WHICH IS A FANTASTIC SONG BTW. so this is no longer sleeping beauty pills, it is equinox. the plot is still the same, so here's chapter two!
"How many thecret hideoutth do you have?"
"Here, under the stairs, and the bathroom."
"The bathroom?"
"Yeah, switch stalls every time someone leaves, no one will ever know."
You and Sollux are skipping sixth period Honors Pre-Calc, hiding out on the catwalk in the auditorium. You're both laying on your back, facing opposite directions, heads side by side.
You and Sollux have known each other for a little over a month now, and you're pleased to say that you are his friend. The both of you talk to each other several times a day and walk to class together; you hide up on the catwalk during lunch and text after school. Your mood has even been up lately. Wow, friend! You have a friend!
"We thould hang out after thchool today." Sollux says suddenly. You get that light feeling again.
"Sure." You say. The less time you have with your dad, the better. "We-we can't hang out at my place, though."
"'Kay, wanna go to my plathe or the park?" He asks.
"How about the park?" You smile. "I haven't been there in ages."
"Who doethn't go to the park?"
"Me."
The bell rings, and you and Sollux stand up. He hands you your backpack, and you walk off the catwalk and out of the auditorium to head to AP Physics.
After school, you and Sollux head over to the park a few blocks from your house. Your face lights up as soon as you see it.
"Last one there's a fuckass!" You yell, running straight for the swings. You toss your backpack to the ground and hop onto one, lying on your stomach.
"KK, you're thuch a little kid." Sollux says, sitting on the swing next to yours.
"At least I'm not a fuckass." You push his arm so his swing goes sideways and he nearly hits the pole.
"Douthebag." He pushes you, and you nearly fall out of you swing.
"Nooksniffer." You push him again, and he pushes you back, and the two of you keep shoving each other until you've both fallen over laughing on the tan-bark. You're still giggling when he helps you up and you walk over to the monkey bars. You climb to the top and sit on the bars, and Sollux follows suit.
You remember going here with your dad when you were young. You'd climb all over these monkey bars, and play on the seesaw. Your dad would push you high on the swings, and you felt like you were flying. You wish you still had that.
"Hey, KK?" Sollux asks, bringing you out of your memory. "Can- can I athk you a perthonal question?" He rubs the back of his neck. "I-I gueth I've known you long enough to athk, but, what'th your thexuality?"
You stop and think for a second. "I'm not quite sure. I mean, you're told when you're a kid that girls like boys, and boys like girls, but when you get older you realize that sometimes, that's not the case. Sometimes boys like boys, and sometimes girls like girls, and sometimes people like both or everyone. But I don't know, I've never really thought about it." You shrug.
"Would you date a guy?" he asks.
"I guess I'd try it." You say. "Why do you ask?"
"I dunno, I'm bi so I guess I was wondering what you were." He says.
You start to wonder if Sollux likes you. If he does, do you like him back? You look over at him, the setting sun highlighting his features. His chestnut hair has a tint of blond to it, and his heterochromatic eyes seem brighter. His blue one bluer and his brown one tinted a deep red. The light emphasizes his jaw line, and damn it, you have to admit that for such a geeky douche like him, he's pretty attractive. Not to mention, the two of you are very tactile. Whether it's pushing, shoving, punching, hitting, kicking, poking, or leaning, the two of you are almost always have physical contact. The other day in AP History when your class finished watching The Colt for your unit on the Civil War, you cried at the end when the main character was killed, and the baby horse mourned the loss. Sollux noticed and rested the tips of his fingers on top of yours. You come to realize that the two of you are basically already a couple, excluding the kissing, and hand-holding, etc, etc. You actually wouldn't mind being Sollux's boyfriend. You feel it would be rather nice.
But you won't tell him that. You don't want to mess anything up, as you do with most nice things.
It's probably just a bromace. Yeah, that's it.
A bromance.
"Karkat, you okay?" Sollux asks, bringing you back to reality once again. "You thpathed out."
"Yeah, yeah," You say quickly. "I was just thinking about when my dad used to take me here."
"How are thingth between you guyth, by the way?" He asks. All you've told him about you and your dad is that the two of you don't get along very well. He doesn't know about the abuse, and you'd like to keep it that way. You don't want to get him caught up in that.
"Okay, I guess." You lie. "We still argue sometimes." Last week, you accidentally left your calculator at home, which really fucked you over in Pre-Calc where you had a quiz. Your teacher is a bitch and doesn't let you borrow calculators. You got a 40% and your dad was not pleased. He shoved into the kitchen counter so hard, you got an two inch-long bruise along the bottom of your back, which made it hard to sit for about five days. Now the bruise has yellowed and is less sore, and luckily Sollux didn't notice that you cringed every time you sat down.
"It'th thtarting to get late, want head out?" Sollux asks.
"Yeah, sure." You say, climbing off the monkey bars.
"Okay, I'll walk with you to your houthe."
On the walk to your house, Sollux tells you about some twelve year old who cussed him out on Xbox, and you laugh. In turn, you tell him about the shore your dad used to take you to, and he says you should take him there, so you agree on Sunday.
When you reach your little light blue trailer, Sollux stands in front of you, and you poke his cheek. You don't know why, you just do. He ruffles your hair, and you call him a fuckass and push him out of the way in feign annoyance, and he laughs and says that he'll text you later.
When you open your door, your dad is standing on the other side.
He pins you against the door with his forearm, "Where the fuck were you, you little bitch? You're over an hour late!" he growls.
"I-I was at the park." You choke out. "I-I'm sorry, it's Friday, I- didn't know you'd m-mind."
"I did! Next time, tell me where you are!" He pushes harder.
"I will, I will, I'm sorry" You gasp.
"Who's the kid you were with? That your little boyfriend?" He snaps.
"No," you say, "He-he's my friend, Sollux." Your dad removes his forearm, and you fall to the floor.
"A friend, huh?" He snorts. "I guess trash like you needs something." He kicks you. "Get out of my sight." He walks away.
You're left on the ground shaking, and you touch your neck. It's tender, and you hope it doesn't bruise. It's late October anyway, and you could get away with wearing a turtleneck.
Sunday can't come soon enough.
A/N: karkat and sollux probably seem OOC, but i like the idea of cute them, so yeah ;u; chapter three will come soon!
thanks for reading see you next chapter!
-smc