Yo. Here's another suggestion, this time from Zukerwatte, they wanted a SolKat Fanfic. Here it is, please enjoy. xoxo

Disclaimer: Any Homestuck characters used in this fanfic are not owned by me, they belong to Hussie. As does your soul.

I'm writing this one about a sick Karkitty because I'm sick. It started out as a sore throat but led to stuffy nose, tiredness, headaches, and not being able to breath normally. Ughhhh, feel my pain Kitkat!


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Karkat's POV

Gogdamn, I hated being sick. Stupid John and his human viruses. Why on earth did I agree to watch Con Air with his derpy ass? Thanks to him I was fucking sick and tired.

I had been in my room all day, sitting on my bed and watching my romcoms. It was bad enough that I wanted to throw up, but the stuffy nose and headaches were making it hard to think and breath.

Also, where the fuck was Sollux? Stupid asshole said he was running out to grab some groceries, but he'd been gone the whole day. I felt lonely... I didn't like it when he was gone.

Ever since we had beaten the game, everyone came back to life and we moved to earth. I was currently living with Signless and Kankri, which was a fucking assload of fun. I was glad my matespirit lived in his own apartment, it gave me a chance to escape my "vantastic" family. UGH!

I was about to grab my phone and call Sollux when I heard the doorbell downstairs ring. I curled up into a ball on the bed, not wanting to be bothered right now, and trying to make the headaches go away. I faintly heard some muffled voices, and the soft pounding of feet coming up the stairs.

"KK," the knocking on the door made me frown, "can I come in?" I groaned in response, and whined when the room filled with light.

"Turn the fucking light off," I hissed, clamping my eyes shut, "and be fucking quiet!" I meant to yell, but my voice was less than a whisper. Way to stay strong Karkat...

The light went off and I gave an audible sigh. The door closed with a click and the bed dipped when he sat beside me. I flinched when a hand touched my head, but then pressed against it. I purred as Sollux continued to pet me.

Suddenly another headache hit me and I whined, pulling away from his hand so I could bury my face into a pillow. He chuckled loudly, which pissed me off greatly. I was feeling like a ton of bricks, and this fuckass was laughing at me.

"What the fuck," I growled, "don't laugh at m-" Sollux dragged me onto his lap which made me yelp in surprise and pain.

"Thorry," he mumbled into my hair, "but your juth tho cute." [Sorry if I messed up his lisp, but I'm guessing here.] I mumbled some swears at him and buried my face into the crook of his neck.

"By the way, Thinleth, I mean your father, athed me to bring you downthairth." I grumbled. "He ith making you thoup or thome thit."

"Sollux," I rubbed my head against his cheek, "what took you so long..." I heard him sigh.

"Nepeta found me in the thore," I began to listen intently, "bathically I had to endure her talking to me about how thhe thought it wath cute we're together." A red blush found it's way to my face.

"Karkat," I flinched at the loud yelling, "soups ready!" "Ughhh..."

"Come on KK," he lifted me up and put an arm around my waist to help me walk, "I promithed him you'd come down to eat." More mumbling.

Slowly we made our way down the stairs and into the kitchen. I was pleased to find it was actually Kankri who was making the soup, and not Sign- dad...

"Why hello Karkat," I groaned as Kankri started talking, "I hope you aren't feeling too bad. Dad was going to make soup but we know that wouldn't of been good, so I made it for you. It's still scalding, so you'll have to wait. Are you okay? You don't look too go-" Dad grabbed Kankri by the arm and dragged him upstairs, leaving me and Sollux downstairs.

"Please," I clutched onto his waist, "can we go back up..." I did not feel like being downstairs in the light. Not only did it make me feel worse, but it made me feel vulnerable. I'd only ever show weakness around Sollux.

He nodded and drained the soup into the sink, making it look like I ate, and then dragged me back upstairs. On the way to my room we walked past dad, who glanced at me and raised an eyebrow at Sollux. We kept walking till we got to my room.

"KK," I looked up at my 'boyfriend', "do you wanna take a nap?"

"No," I hugged him, "I wanna cuddle..." His laughing made me blush hard, and then he fell onto the bed, dragging me with him. I blushed harder, probably a firetruck red now, and let my eyelids droop a bit.

We spent the next while hugging, his hand rubbing my head and messing my hair up. I was about to ask if he was bored when he accidentally rubbed one of my horns.

I botled up hissing, exposing my fangs at him. I hated people touching them, it made me feel weak and stupid. My mouth opened to cuss him out but lips sealed onto mine, blocking out my words. His lanky arms wrapped around my waist, dragging me closer to him. His forked tongue entered my mouth, exploring everywhere.

I moaned into the kiss, feeling myself relax at his touches. Purrs built at the back of my throat, and I put my arms around his neck. We breaked apart a minute later, stupid fucking air.

I looked up to see him grinning like a retard, a light yellow blush dusting his face. Lucky him, my blush was more like a fucking tomato. Bright candy red.

I quickly averted my gaze, and settled on looking at his shirt. It smelt nice, like honey and cookies. Good cookies, unlike the ones Dad makes...

I smiled at my thoughts.

"Watcha thimling about," a hand went under my chin, "hmmm?" I shook my head and buried it into his neck again.

"You smell nice." I licked his neck, "like honey and cookies."

"Do I tathe like it two?" Awh fuck, I started licking him. Eh, too late to stop now.

"No..." I licked his cheek, "Just honey." It was true, no cookies this time.

"Hmm," I frowned when he sat up and brang me with him, "maybe I should start calling you Karkitty." I hissed lightly.

"No!" I rubbed at his cheek again. If he started calling me that I would flip my shit. Only Nepeta and Vriska could call me that, Nepeta because she gave everyone cat names, and Vriska because she scared me. "I like KK better..."

"Okay then." He smirked devishly and pushed me down onto the soft bed. I mewled and frowned at him.

"Douchebag get off," he was pushing it, "you're heavy!"

"Aww KK," he faked a hurt expression, "are you thaying I'm chubby?"

"I wish, you're too skinny. If you keep missing out on meals you'll become a twig!"

"If you're tho worried come live with me then."

I purred when his hand began to scratch under my chin, "Y-yeah right... living with me would be boring."

"Not true," he whispered, "we could thnuggle more if we were together. " He was making me consider it now. I let out a sigh before licking his face.

"Mmmm." I was tired and bored of talking. I just wanted to curl up with him and sleep. It was only 6pm but I was so sleepy.

"Karkat," I looked up at him sleepily, he usually only said my real name when he was serious, "would you like to come live with me once we finith thool?" I stared at him tiredly, eyelids half open. I yawned and simply purred in response.

I was about to drift off when a headache interrupted me again.

"UGH," I yelled, "FUCKING HEADACHE!" Fucking hell, I wanted to punch everything right now!

"Thhh," I almost freaked when a small surge of electricity touched my horns and spread through my body, "thut up thupid." I squirmed under his body and tried to break free, but the shocks started to soothe my headache, and I gave up.

So what if he saw the true me? He was my matespirit. To be honest I didn't really mind the sensation. It was calming and made me feel warm.

He rolled slightly, having us back to me on him, and kissed me again. It was nice, but who cares right now.

I fell asleep to the sound of the door opening, and Sollux shrieking while Kankri squealed apologies to him.

This was my life...


Sorry it's so short, but I wanna take a nap and watch some movies. x3 I hope I did an okay job with Sollux's lisp. Mah first time, and poor Kankri.

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