i love y'all so much and i still feel bad so, i'll update twice today! arent you lucky? :D
Chapter 3 Broken Spirits and Messiahs
Karkats' eyes flickered open slowly, and he found himself trapped in Gamzee's arms, his hands still tied behind his back. His think-pan was clear, but he was unable to focus on much of anything.
Honking lightly as he slept, Gamzee subconsciously tightened his arms around Karkat and pulled him closer to him, burying his nose in the mop of Karkats hair.
Whimpering softly as white hot pain exploded from his lower half as he was moved, Karkat tugged at the ropes again; not really surprised that the rope didn't so much as budge. "Gog Damn it..." he whispered quietly, his brow furrowing as he tugged at the ropes again.
'Just give up Karkat, you're not getting out of this mess.' the voice in the back of his head murmered, 'Where will you go? All of your friends are dead, and Gamzee will just track you down. Do as he says and you're safe.'
The voice had a fairly good point there, if he did what Gamzee commanded, the highblood wouldn't hurt him. They were Moi-Matesprits... after all. Resting his head on Gamzee's arm, Karkat sighed inwardly and closed his eyes, letting his mind wander.
Blinking, Gamzee looked down at the sleeping cancer in his arms, a soft smile ghosting his face. Unwinding his arms and slowly extracting them from underneath the slighter trolls frame and stood. Locating his pants and putting them on, Gamzee looked down at Karkats sleeping face and walked out, locking the door behind him.
A.N. : short chappie cause i didn't write anymore in this particular chapter xD