Author's Note: Sorry this chapter has been so long in the waiting, and is so short. I don't even have an excuse. I was/am just lazy. But being the douchemuffin I am, I'm still going to beg you to go vote on the poll on my profile, and review because reviews seriously make my life sunnier. So do that. Purrlease. :33
When Nepeta no longer felt the slight pressure of Gamzee's lips against hers, she exhaled softly and pulled back enough so she could look him straight in the eyes. She had a thought.
"Gamzee," she murmured. "Do you think we could keep this a secret, mostly? Just for a week or so, until we're ready?" The clown troll nodded and agreed.
After their short, quietly whispered conversation, the new matesprits agreed to meet again in the morning. Nepeta reluctantly stood up and was about to leave, before Gamzee cheekily pulled her back, dipped her, and gave her another swift kiss. Dizzy, Nepeta grinned and skipped all the way back to her apartment.
She flung open the door, almost into Equius' face. "I filled another quadrant!" she sang happily as she tacklepounced him to the floor. His glasses were knocked from his face, and he looked annoyed for a moment, but then couldn't help smiling a little after seeing her elated expression.
"I suspect the highblood is now your matesprit," he stated. It was phrased as a question but said as a fact. Nepeta nodded. Her whole face ached from smiling too much. But she couldn't stop.
"But we're keeping it a secret for a while, okay, Equius? So don't tell anyone."
"You just told me."
Nepeta giggled and got up. "You don't count; you're my moirail." She held out a hand to help Equius up, although he didn't need it. He carefully accepted, lightly closing his hand around hers and heaving himself into a standing position. It only hurt a little.
"But please don't tell anyone, Equius? Promise?" she implored, he lacing her pinkie finger around his.
And so Equius promised to take the secret to his grave.