I sighed heavily as I watched Sollux get into his car and leave for work. Now that he was gone, I was completely and utterly home alone. Granted, a lot of teenagers and kids would be thrilled to be home alone. That meant doing shit that would otherwise get them into some serious trouble, such as drinking and doing drugs. I, personally, was fucking terrified. I know that I mentioned it before, but I do not like being home alone. After an accident that happened years ago, I became a bit more paranoid than normal. Granted, I had moved in with Kankri after the accident, but still. Being alone meant that nobody would come to save my ass should some crazy person break in and try to kill me. Yes, I had already been home alone while living with Sollux, and yes, those were really the thoughts that I had every time he was gone.

Pacing the living room some, I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. Glancing around, I noticed with a slight cringe that the place needed some serious tidying up... So I knew then what I wanted to do. Cleaning this house would probably help take my mind off of things, I was sure... I found all of the cleaning stuff in the kitchen, that being a bucket, a mop, a broom, dust pan, soap, and trash bags. Nodding to myself, I decided I needed some music to go with this cleaning marathon. I ran up the narrow steps as best as I could and went into my room. Going through some of my bags, I found my iPod. Grinning slightly, I went back downstairs and unlocked my home screen. I quickly scrolled through my music until I found My Chemical Romance. Turning on 'Repeat Song', I tapped on 'Na Na Na'. As the beat pulsed through my speakers, I sat it on the nearby counter and started cleaning.

I started by sweeping the kitchen floor clean, bopping my head to the rythm. "Give me drugs, give me drugs..." I started to sing softly under my breath, my hips swaying side to side slightly as I swept. I grabbed the dust pan by the refrigerator and swept the dust and dirt inside of it. Emptying it into the trash can, I went on to fill the bucket with water. Once it was filled, I added some soap to it and mixed it in. I decided to mop the room after I cleaned the counters and table and sink after I washed the dishes. Slipping on some rubber gloves that I found under the kitchen sink, I practically dove head first into washing the mass amount of dishes that rested in the sink. Oh, Sollux was going to come home to a clean house, or I would eat my own romance novels!

[xXx]

I'm not sure how long it took me to clean the entire house. I lost track of how long it took me to clean each room, all of them having their own little sound track now. The kitchen was 'Na Na Na' by My Chemical Romance, the bathroom was 'This Love This Hate' by Hollywood Undead, the living room was 'Missing' by Evanescence, the unfinished office (that hid at the end of the hall, a door down from the bathroom) was 'American Idiot' by Greenday, my room was 'Blah Blah Blah' by Ke$ha, and Sollux's bedroom was 'Face Down' by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. I changed clothes and basically said, "Fuck it," to the laundry. I had been doing loads of laundry periodically between all of my cleaning and there was only one more load left to go.

I was too sore to do that last load, though, so I decided to crash on the love seat and be a hog about it. Dressed in a black tanktop with the Cancer symbol in gray at its center and black shorts, I was done. I laid down horizontally on the love seat and closed my eyes, lazily pulling my phone from my pocket. Sollux was on his way home, which was good, because with the house clean now, I wouldn't have to eat my romance novels. Sighing, I sprawled myself out a bit. Oh, yeah. Sollux was going to happy, I was sure of it! The place was a mess to begin with, so now his lazy ass didn't have to clean it up.

Ten minutes after he had sent me the text message, I heard him pull in. Getting up, I groaned in some pain. Guess who was sore? This housewife, fucker. I unlocked the door and opened it for Sollux just as he cut the engine to his car. I watched as he got out and couldn't help but notice that he looked like he danced with a chicken. He looked so ragged and tired that I felt kind of bad for him. That made my cleaning the house all the better. It was always nice to return a clean house, I thought.

When he entered the house, he looked around with some surprise before his eyes landed on me. He then smirked some. "Did you clean the hou'the while I wa'th gone?" he asked me teasingly. Ugh! Not even a thank you? This asshole was going to get chewed out later! I would have done it right then and there, but I had to refrain in light of the fact that he looked exhausted.

"No shit, ass sponge," I growled. "The entire house is nice and clean. I spent the whole day cleaning it."

Sollux surprised me by giving me a brief hug. "Thank'th, KK... Really, I mean it," he murmured softly with that god awful lisp of his. I blushed slightly as I hesitantly returned his hug. It was kind of awkward, but... I kind of liked it. And hearing his praise was nice, too.

"Yeah, yeah... Why don't you go take a shower and I'll get you some clean clothes to wear?" I said softly, closing my scarlet eyes.

"Th'ound'th like a plan..." murmured Sollux, but it seemed that neither one of us were really willing to pull away from each other. That would have been fine, but we both reeked and we both needed a well deserved shower.

Pulling away after another moment, I watched as the blond slinked off to the bathroom. When I heard the door close, I sighed to myself. Okay, so he wasn't going to be chewed out later. He did say thank you... which was enough for me. I went upstairs and grabbed him a black 'n' yellow striped short sleeve shirt that had the Gemini symbol stitched in the two colors over his heart; where the shirt was yellow, the stitching was black and vice versa. I then grabbed some blue jeans and a pair of black briefs. I still couldn't get over the fact that he wore briefs. I mean, come on. I wore boxer briefs, but not full on briefs.

Walking back downstairs with clothes in hand, I opened the bathroom door and sat the clothes on the counter. I could see Sollux's silohuette on the shower curtains and blushed heavily. Clearing my throat some, I called over the running water, "I left your clothes on the counter, fuckass!"

"Thank you, KK!" Sollux called back. Before I could turn and make a hasty retreat, I heard the water cut off and the curtain was drawn back.

Saying that Sollux was big was an understatement.

I am just saying.

My face going bright, bright, bright ass red, I couldn't help but stare at the lanky, hot body in front of me.

That lanky, hot, dripping wet body.

Sollux realized that I was in there still and blushed as well, covering himself with the curtain. "K-KK!"

"S-sorry!" I cried, scrambling as I left the bathroom. I have no idea why either one of us were embarrassed about what just happened. I mean, we're both guys. That was obvious! But... Something about that just made us both blush crimson and for the rest of the day, neither one of us could really look one another in the eye. It was just too awkward! I had even made a point of sleeping in my room that night, not really caring now if the bedroom was too hot anymore. And that night was the night that was when my nightmare hit me at full force, regardless of the day's cleaning and awkwardness with Sollux.