It was freezing cold and dark when Sollux woke up, not like that was anything particularly unusual to the young troll. But as he had adventured so long now with these humans he had become accustomed to the heat and warmth they seemed to bring with them.

Sollux had no idea whatsoever as to where he was at the moment. All he had to remind him of last night was a burning head ache, and a slight stickiness about his legs. It was only when the troll had curled deeper into the folds of fabric ensnaring him when he heard that low moan.

"Sol…." A low wavy voice groaned. Sollux knew that voice all too well, it was the same that cried out to him last night, and echoed in his dreams. Sollux tried to remove himself from the mess of human blankets and extract himself from this truly awkward situation, and found his lanky body slipping and hitting the hard cement floors, eliciting another moan from his Kismesis.

My God was he a heavy sleeper.

The newly freed boy stood to his feet turned to exit the respite block, when he couldn't help but find himself staring at the sleeping violet blood before him. Eridan was lying flat on his back with his legs spread wide, revealing a discharge of yellow genetic material from several orifices. His torso was twisted to the side; facing him. In his arms he cradled a now empty dent in the mattress, presumably from where Sollux himself had just been. In his hands he tightly held the yellow blood's red and blue 3-D glasses. As hard and as hard as he pulled, he couldn't retrieve his glasses from their captor for the life of him. On the floor lay two pairs of mostly shredded clothes. "Great…" he thought.

"Douche bag," he whispered to the sleeping boy. Then he exited the room and headed for the ablution trap; he really needed to wash off this purple gel soon, it was beginning to get annoying. "Isn't that the whole purpose of the bucket anyway?" he thought aloud.

Thankfully, Sollux was able to focus past his throbbing headache long enough to find his way back to his own respite block to locate clean clothing before slipping into his warm ablution trap. The color all over his body flooded to the surface and dyed the whole bath a sickly shade of teal; prompting him to run new water. He relaxed in the fluid as he began washing himself. The heat and steam from the human bath began to give his poor think pan release from his headache, and with the hot slippery environment influencing his mind he began to slip into dreams of last night. The purple and yellow stained the walls, and he could feel his horns being rubbed by the most careful of masseurs. He felt himself moaning as the bliss came back and back in waves, his vision went white hot when ED hit just THAT right spot. Oh! Damn, who would have thought Eridan was that fucking flexible? He became awakened from his thoughts when he felt the heat rise again between his legs, painfully bringing himself back to the present moment.

And with the present moment came a knock at the door.

"Sol, can I come in? Please?" Eridan whispered through the door, scratching down it with his immaculately polished and filed nails.

"No, ED I'm in the trap." He called back.

"So? Please?"

"I said no."

He came in anyway.

"What are you doing?" Sollux cried, attempting to hide his aroused self from the prying sea dweller.

"Spending some time with my Kismesis," he smiled his creepy hipster grin and started to slide himself into the bath alongside Sollux.

"Wait stop, won't your dorky hipster clothes get wet or something?" he tried of desperation.

"No way Sol, I'm a sea dweller! My clothes were MADE for this." Eridan chimed. He sunk his skinny butt deep into the water and flashed his shark teeth at the terrified low blood.

"What you got there, shrimp?" Eridan began to pry at the tiny bony hands covering Sollux's bulge.

"Don't you dare touch me!" Sollux kicked hard against sending him against the back of the trap wall, not hard enough to hurt him, but a clear message was given.

"Sol? Whats wrong? I thought you wanted to be my Kismesis." He looked down fallen.

"Yeah, but it's just another one night thing, like last time."

"What?"

"Last time it ended the next morning, remember?"

"Of course I remember! Sol, that was horrible."

"Then let's just keep it like last time ED."

"But, why Sol? Last night was…" he reached to touch the weaker troll's cheek.

"Yeah, last night… now it's tomorrow and it's a new day."

"Please, just give me one more chance. I don't know what I did wrong but I promise I'll make it up to you if you just let me try." Eridan pleaded.

"No ED, just go. I just can't do this, it's over."

Eridan looked at Sollux one more time, and the latter could see the tears about to leak from both of his violet eyes. "Fine Sol…." He got up and walked out of the bathroom; still dripping wet, but not before placing his ex's beloved glasses on the sink counter. He didn't look back on his way out.

Sollux looked down and noticed his problem was gone. He rose from the bath and wrapped a towel around his waist, and then he collapsed on the floor beside the door.

"What have I done?" he whispered into his elbows.