"KK..."

I groaned quietly, mumbling something incoherent in my sleep. I was warm and I was comfortable. There was no way in Hell that I was going to move. But something was shaking my shoulder, attempting to rouse me. Well, someone, as I later figured out, but at the time, he was a something and I was about to punch him if I had not been so Hell bent on wanting to stay in bed and asleep.

"KK, come on. It'th time to wake up."

Fuck that shit. To prove my point, I pulled my blanket in tighter around me and curled up more, rolling over. I heard a sigh.

"Fine. I gue'th all of that deli'thiou'th bacon and French toa'tht will be all mine..."

"Oh, like Hell, it will be," I grumbled, opening my eyes tiredly. I sat up slightly before falling back. It looked like getting up wasn't going to happen right off the bat. When I turned my head slightly, I could see Sollux chuckling at me, amused that food was the thing that got me to wake up some. I glared sleepily at him to which he responded with a small roll of his heterochromatic eyes. I guess I wasn't intimidating when I was half awake in only my pants and tangled up in my huge ass blanket. "You better be giving me half of the bacon you cook up and three pieces of French toast..."

"They're already finith'hed, a'th hat," the blond informed me, helping untangle me from my blanket. "I wa'th waiting on your th'leepy a'th."

"Fuckass, why didn't you get me up earlier?"

"Cau'the I wa'th hungry."

"Fine. For that, you get to carry me down the stairs into the kitchen."

"No way."

I reached out my arms, managing to wrap them around his neck. "You woke my ass up, asshole. You get to carry me to the kitchen."

Sollux scoffed before placing one arm around my shoulder and one under my knees. He then lifted me up. "Whatever. Juth't mean'th that you get to clean up afterward'th."

I fell silent, not responding to what he had said. Instead, I laid my head on his shoulder, yawning sleepily as my eyes fell closed. I knew I was being a pain in the ass, but I didn't want to move. However, I nearly screamed when I felt Sollux stumble, automatically thinking that we were going to both fall down the stairs and bust open our heads and fucking die. Instead, what came out was an alarmed squeak. Thankfully, we didn't fall down the stairs and the blond merely laughed at me for fearing the worst (to which I replied by biting into his shoulder), carrying me accident free into the kitchen where there was a plate already made for me by the male, sitting on the table. Sitting me down in the chair in front of my plate, I thanked him and began to eat happily. Everything was still warm, much to my pleasure.

As I ate my maple syrup covered French toast and my crispy yet still slightly chewy bacon, Sollux went over to the fridge, opening it. "What do you want to drink, KK?"

"Mmfk," I said around a mouthful of French toast.

"Milk?"

"Mmfk."

"I don't think we have any mmfk, KK, but we do have milk."

"Mmf fut mm fmmin."

"Mmf fut mm fmmin? I dunno if you did a bad 'that'th what th'he th'aid' joke or if you said, 'That's what I said'." Sollux was giving me an amused smirk. "In which ca'the, you're juth't a'th bad a'th th'he i'th!"

I swallowed with a small glare. "I want a glass of fucking milk, you blubbering asshole."

"Why didn't you juth't th'ay th'o, KK?"

I gave the male a haughty glare as he leaned down, grabbing the gallon of milk that was inside. He poured a glass of milk for me and gave it to me. Once I had it, I chugged down the white contents of the glass down until it was only half full. Sighing happily in relief, I wiped my upper lip of the milk mustache that I had formed. "Thanks, fuckass. You're actually useful," I smirked at him, picking up a piece of bacon. Munching on it, I noticed that he wasn't trying to give me a snappy comeback. Raising a slender brow at him, I asked around my food, "Mmt's grrng?" Noticing how my sentence sounded gargled and distorted, I swallowed my bite and repeated myself. "What's wrong?"

Sollux shook his head. "Nothing. Juth't thinking," he informed me. He sat down across from me and crossed his legs. "Anyway'th, th'in'the when have I never been u'theful? If I recall correctly…" He began to count on his fingers. "I helped you a th'hit ton in high th'chool, I'm letting you live here with me, I make you food, aaaaand I let you th'tay in my air conditioned room every day without complaint. And that, KK, i'th only the tip of the i'theberg." He gave me an even look with his heterochromatic eyes, an amused smirk tugging at his lips. "Top that, ath'hole."

I couldn't help the furious blush that covered my cheeks. Giving him a dirty look that could kill if it was possible, I continued to stuff my face with my breakfast without another word his way. Once I was done eating, I stood and walked over to the sink, rinsing my plate of all of the syrup that still lingered on its surface. The moment I turned around, I saw Sollux giving me a strange look. A look of... Longing? Or maybe it was just my still tired eyes playing a trick on me... I figured that that was the case because the moment I blinked, the look was gone. I raised a brow to myself before shaking my head. "What are you staring at?" I asked him.

Sollux gave me a startled look before smirking a little. "Oh, juth't you," he informed me. He stood and twisted, popping his back. "Lith'ten, I have to go to work today. I don't have enough money to th'end you over a pith'a, th'o you'll have to make due with what we have."

A groan escaped my lips. I absolutely hated having to stay home alone. Don't get me wrong. Being alone meant that I could watch whatever the Hell I wanted on his Netflix account and enjoy the wonderful air conditioner. But... I was seriously one paranoid asshole who wasn't used to more than three cars passing my home per day. Since I lived with Sollux, now, there were a lot more than three cars a day passing by the house. There was ten to twenty cars, and that alone made me a nervous wreck. I never showed it because I was usually never alone in the house. Sadly, however, whenever the blond had to go work, I became a serious worry wart, thinking that someone was breaking into the house and all that. Even if it had only been a few days, I still wasn't used to the traffic and whatnot what-so-ever. "Can't I just come with you?" I found myself asking him, much like a whiny little child who wanted a new game or a new toy. "I can bus tables or some shit."

"Th'orry, KK. I can't let you do that," frowned Sollux. "You know that I can't. I'll get in trouble."

I continued to whine a bit. "Please? Or at least call someone to come keep me some fucking company..."

"Well..." started the blond, trailing off as he instantly fell into thought. I waited as patiently as I could, crossing my arms cross my chest and resisting the urge to impatiently tap my foot. He shook his head slightly. "If you don't mind Mituna and Kurlo'th coming over. Gam'thee might be with them though, th'o I dunno..."

I felt my stomach clench a little bit at the thought of Gamzee possibly coming over. We had been the best of friends in high school up until our senior year. Then, after meeting a new kid (a German rebel named Caliborn, I believe), Gamzee stopped hanging out with me like he usually did. Our communication became less and less until, finally, he told me that we were no longer friends. His confession had bothered me greatly (and it still did), but I tried my best not to show it. Thinking it over, I sighed heavily. "I think that I'll be fine on my own..." I murmured a little in defeat. Anything to avoid that stoner that I once called my best fucking friend in the whole damn universe. Second to Sollux, of course. But still. The asshole...

Sollux walked over to me and wrapped his lanky ass arms around me, pulling me into a loose embrace. After a moment or so, I returned it. I could hear and feel the blond sigh heavily. Frowning a little, I tilted my head on his shoulder a little questioningly. He answered my unspoken question softly, "I don't want to leave you here alone, KK... I know that you don't like being home by yourth'elf..."

I gave the male a heavy sigh and pulled back a little bit. "Go get dressed for work, asshole," I told him. "I'll be fine... Just text me every now and again, okay?"

Sollux nodded a little, pulling away from me. "I don't have work for a couple more hour'th... Why don't we go upth'tair'th and play th'ome video game'th until then?" he offered me. "Like... I dunno... Call of Duty or maybe we could take turns with Th'aint'th Row the Third or Th'kyrim..." There was a look of hope in his different colored eyes, something that kind of bothered me. Why it did, I never knew. I just knew that it bothered the living Hell out of me.

"I'll watch you play Skyrim while I curl up in my blanket beside you," I offered him softly. I wasn't that big into any of the games that he had listed off (I didn't care for shooting games so that crossed out Call of Duty and I had never played Saints Row the Third or Skyrim before, so I would be completely lost as to what to do). I was more of the kind of person to just sit back and watch, really. So, with that in mind, the two of us (after cleaning up the kitchen) went upstairs and plopped down onto the blond's super fucking comfortable bed and waited as the television and PlayStation 3 started up. The moment the game was on and the controller was in Sollux's hands, we were both engulfed in the world of Nirn (as the blond had informed me in a very geekish manner during the loading screen).