Chapter 3
"Hey Gamzee," Nepeta said as she entered his room, "So what are we going to do?"
"I have no motherfucking clue. You want to go for a walk?" he said.
"Mmm, I'd rather stay here, I'm purrcked out." she walked all the way there and just wanted to sit for a while. She took the liberty of sitting on his desk, taking off her coat as she did so. Nepeta always wore her oversized green coat, and for her to take it off in his presence showed her trust in him. At least that was what she was trying to convey. As for Gamzee though he wasn't thinking of underlying meanings, all he thought of was how tiny Nepeta was. With her coat off, her small but muscular frame was now apparent.
"Wow Nepeta, you're really small." Noticing her look of concern he stuttered trying to explain himself. "Not that small is a bad thing, it's just that you're littler when you don't have your coat on." Her confusion deepened. Shit Makara get a grip on yourself. He thought. Turning around to slap himself while thinking this, he was trying to regain his composure.
"Thanks," she said pausing, "I think." She lifted an arm behind her head to scratch her back.
"Yeah sorry, Its just I couldn't figure out how to describe what I meant." He turned to face her. Her muscles were flexed, not intentionally but due to how awkward and tense she felt.
"She's so motherfucking beautiful." He thought aloud. Realizing he said this, he cursed inwardly. Nepeta hadn't noticed though, instead she was kneeling on his desk, examining some posters on the wall. She had her tail in her mouth and was chewing on it absentmindedly.
So motherfucking cute. Gamzee thought to himself.