-gamzees point of view-

Holy shit that was too close for you. You know that he won't give up on this, he may be shy at times but when it's just the two of you he usually comes out of his shell and he usually gets everything he's looking for, not that for almost everything you do anyway. Not this time. No stay strong Gamzee! Don't make eye contact or it all goes to hell. Tavros cannot know yet. Tavvy has a lot on his mind right now and you do not want to scare him away. Next to Nepeta and sometimes Karkat you're all he has. You turn around and see he's slowly recovering and moving to sit down on a stool by the table. You really hope you didn't take that too far, but you had to stop the questioning before you did something you would really regret. Simple fix- distract the boy. You'll admit you're not bad looking and without the paint you may even be considered handsome! You easily caught him off guard an-

"GAMZEE!"

shit what was that smell!?

"GAMZEE! MOVE!" you felt this force slam into you effectively pulling out of you distracting train of thought were was that even goin- focus man pull your shit together!

"Whoa! What's wrong bro?!" he was already up and throwing the pan into the sink with running water

"g-gamzee I don't think you're really ok…"

oh shit

"What do you mean tavvy?"

"Gamzee the pan was on fire, AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE! Are you ok!? You scared the shit out of me! You just stood there with a far off look with a fire right in front of you! You hair was this close to catching on fire!"

he showed me his pointer and thumb and had them just barley apart. His other hand on his hip- hip popped to one side- with a look full of worry and anger- god he was hot even when he was mad.

"Oh shit really? I'm so sorry tav…" next thing you know he's hugging you and needless to say it startled you.- Don't make a mistake Gamzee- you tell yourself. –you don't wanna let him know he might leave...- you push him off and smile softly.

"Sorry tavvy" you get up and pull out leftovers from the fridge for him- throw that shit on a plate and into the microwave and you try to make an escape. You make it into the hallway before he stops you.

"Gamzee what has gotten into you, i- I know you get spaced out sometimes but this is ridiculous!... you could have been hurt…" you looked up- shit bad idea, you quickly looked back down… he still held your wrist… floor boards are nice. Wood and uh lines and the ceiling is white that's a nice color…

"um tav…I need to talk with karkat." Good excuse.

"oh, uhh…ok" he reluctantly released your wrist and your heart sounded like it was in your ears. It worked. You ran in your room and grabbed your phone and texted your motherfucking best friend.

Karkat I have a motherfucking problem

WHAT DID YOU DO FUCKASS

Nothing karbro… I didn't do nothing

WHAT WRONG WITH YOUR TXT? SHIT ARE YOU… SOBER?

No bro not sober I got… a new tattoo...

IM COMEING OVER

Tavs over too

LIKE I GIVE A SHIT, WAIT DOES HE KNOW?

He knows half of it he knows a motherfucker got one.

ON MY WAY DON'T KILL YOURSELF FUCKASS.

You set the phone down and walk out to talk to tav. When you get to the living room he is on your beat up couch with your purple blanket wrapped around his somewhat thin but built frame, watching peter pan, and eating the leftover pasta. He looked so comfortable, like he lived here, and you had to admit the idea left a wonderful feeling under that new tattoo. God he was so adorable you had this sudden urge to curl up with him and wrap your long arms around him. To nuzzle the side of his head and kiss those soft looking li- suddenly the door slams open. Couldn't you finish at least one train of thought today, although it is probably for the best that this one was cut short. Tav looked up with a shocked look

"Oh uh…hi Karkat"

"Hi Tavros." He gave a soft glare

"I better go…" he left quickly.

You made quick working making a huge pile of soft shit and told Karkat everything and showed him the tattoo. And as soon as you finished you saw him give you a glare.

"kar-" then he slapped you and fuck! That hurt like a bitch.

"YOU LET HIM LEAVE?! YOU FUCKER!" oh right, helpless romantic.

"kar! He would of left me if he knew!"

"HOW WOULD YOU KNOW?! WELL YOU DON'T DO YOU? DAMN IT GAMZEE!" then he pulled you in a hug.

"I'm sorry but your making this harder on yourself then it needs to be, go get him" so you did as instructed. You thanked him grabbed your keys and practically ran out the door and to your car. You drove to tavs apartment complex and started to run up the stairs but it was winter and you slipped and slammed into the railing which cut your chest and you could feel the warm blood through your shirt. You fell fast. Freezing cold concrete step after step, two flights of stairs until you heard a tav like scream coming toward you. Everything went black.