You guys are lucky.

I'm sick, so I'm staying home, so I have more time to write chapters.

Yeah, I know I'm not living up to the rating I gave this, suck it up. There will be M things soon.

But how soon? That's up to you to find out. Reviews are appreciated, and DO in fact affect how fast I write!

-z/S

Terezi Pyrope

You wake up in a bed. The human boy next to you is asleep. His arms are around your waist, and they're warm. You're warm. Everything is warm and happy and you have this feeling of satisfaction that... feels right. But before any of your readers get the wrong idea (because we all know just how much of a tease the writer is), let's recap on the night before, shall we?

He had offered you a hand, saying something about ice cream. It actually sounded pretty fun! You had taken it, smiling, and off to alchemize some delicious frozen flavored cream you went. Stupidly he had asked you what flavor you wanted. You had looked at him like an idiot.

"Cherry!" you shouted, drawing a moment's attention from some of the others that were in the lab. He smirked, and emptied his sylladex. He had always been rather clever when it came to alchemizing. Within minutes, the two of you had 14 pounds of delicious frozen dairy products (and two spoons, don't forget the spoons!) at your feet. You'd picked most of them up, and he had taken the remaining, and led you to his room. It looked like his room back home, DJ equipment taking up about half of the enormous room. Cords were running all over the floor, and in the corner was a bed. A human bed, that was completely red. Your eyes widened at the smell, and you'd immediately jogged over to it, and dumped the ice cream on it. He sighed, and closed the door behind you.

"So what's this whole deal with Karkat?" he asked, the moment you'd jumped onto the bed and opened a tub of ice cream. You flinch at his name, although you don't know why. It's not like he's all bad... right?

"You might want to get comfortable first, it's a long and rather... I don't know, weird story? You might not like it, I know how much you hate him... And it involves... uh, filial-type-things?"

He had groaned, then sat down on the edge of the bed, picking up a tub of his own. "Just tell me already."

Taking a deep, but shaky, breath, you'd began. "Well... we were in the lab... and he had this look on his face... it, it was just... so, genuine, y'know?" You'd lied back on the pillows, twirling your spoon in the air like a parade stick. He'd crawled over and lied down next to you, but far enough away so that it wasn't awkward. You continue, "And... I was just speechless! He had never looked at me like that before... like I was his soul, and he would simply be unable to live without me, y'know? So he stood up, and... well... I'll save you the details. We went to a room... but he was going too fast for me, and even after I told him to stop, he kept going! He even hesitated a little after I said it, so I knew he could hear me. I tried telling him to stop more forcefully, but he shut me up by kissing me... So I pushed away. Nothing actually happened, per se... But we did have a little conversation thing... and-"

"Wait a sec, slow down. What was the conversation? What did he say to you?" he asked, taking another spoonful of ice cream. His was already halfway gone, but yours was only a few spoonfuls down. "Not to change the subject, but won't these melt by the time we get to them?"

"Oh shit, one sec." He got up, and gathered the unopened tubs, putting them in... a mini freezer? How had you not noticed that before? Oh well, it didn't matter. He'd put them away, and flopped back onto the bed, causing you to bounce slightly. "Continue?"

You ate some more before continuing. "Well, he asked me what he had done wrong 'this time', and I told him he was going too fast and... and... then he said..." you'd coughed, taking another shaky breath. You felt like you're about to start crying again, but you continued anyways. "He said... 'Then why did you come with me here?'-" Your voice had choked off at the end, making the presence of the silent tears known. He glanced over at you, and quietly pulled your head over to his shoulder.

"You don't have to go on if you don't want to." he'd muttered. You shook your head, you weren't done telling the story.

"No, I'll con-continue... I asked h-him if that was the o-only r-reas-son he had brought me t-to that room... if th-that was the whole p-point of the m-matespritsh-ship... to just u-use me and then throw me away l-like s-some tissue o-or someth-thing... and th-then I st-started crying..."

He paused, and took a deep breath. It was steady, but there was still a hint of something on his breath. It smelled like deceit but... on the other side? Anger? Betrayal? No... it was similar, but different... almost like... disdain?

"Is there more?" he's asked quietly. You nodded.

"Y-yeah... h-he didn't say anyth-thing to that... but he did try to hug me... or c-comfort me... or s-something... and I punched h-him..." you'd trailed off... waiting for him to respond.

"You punched him?" he asked.

"Yeah, kn-knocked him ov-ver... Kanaya t-told me I br-broke his jaw..." you'd replied, a faint giggle bubbling out at the last part.

You could smell the smile spread over his face. He had been proud. "That's the best reaction." He told you, throwing his empty ice cream tub to the side. You had thrown yours over too, laughing. That was one of the best things about Dave, he could always make you laugh when you were crying, and make your face feel weird from all the dried tears that had made it stiff. You yawned comfortably. He smiled. "Tired?" He asked. You nod. He'd pulled the covers up to your neck, and scooted down to sleep beside you. You'd been facing opposite directions. After a while, the motion sensor lights had gone out, and a while after that, his breathing had slowed. He was asleep. You were tired, but you only ever got to dozing before a thought woke you up.

He shifted, you froze.

He rolled over, draping an arm loosely over your waist. Immediately you felt more comfortable. Aha! The reason you couldn't sleep was because you were used to falling asleep with someone cuddling you... like Kar-

The boy next to you shifted closer in his sleep, and somehow his arms had found your bare skin. Your eyelids were getting more droopy by the minute... and... his arms... were so...

Warm...