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When; Today
Rating; M for moirail
Characters; Sollux Captor

thekidsare0kay and Karkat Vantas

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Summary; Sollux needs a bit of a feelings jam, and for once he's actually going to Karkat instead of being browbeaten into consulting his moirail.
Log;

Sollux waited until all the curses were done before wandering the hive looking - okay, sniffing - for his moirail.

Karkat was human for the whole length of the curse, just as Eridan had been, and he didn't want to make the same mistake he had almost made with Eridan, and assume that all of his emotions were normal while he was pink and squishy.

Because this was going to be a troll feelings jam, and he needed Karkat to pity him properly and not wind up reacting weirdly. He just didn't want things to get messed up.

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"I've been lithtening," Sollux said. "I know he's trying to say he's guilty and to make it up to you all. He probably even believes it, but it doethn't mean I don't want to make him suffer. And it doethn't mean he won't do it again, kk. He's a highblood. When they flip out, shit jutht happens."

This was exactly why he needed to talk to Karkat, to hear exactly this. But it was hard, too. Fighting Eridan was always thrilling.

"Are you sure you're not jutht telling me not to do this because you're worried about me getting hurt?" he asked softly.

"And you think giving him what he wants is going to make him suffer, Captor?" Karkat huffed, wrapping his arms around himself. God this was so stupid. Twisted logic was going down here and why was he always the voice of fucking reason for this group of trolls who just wanted to fuck themselves over at every step of the way.

"I'm telling you because I am your moirail and hellbent on telling you when you're being a fucking moron and not thinking clearly! I'm suppose to watch out for you because I pity you enough that I don't want to see you do stupid shit in the heat of the moment. Yeah, you hate him. I hate him too. Big fucking deal. If you go through with this, he's going to fucking enjoy it. He's going to get off on it. How is that fucking punishment? Goddamn it, Captor, think with your head and not your goddamn bulge!"

"I know," Sollux blushed. It was all twisted up. But wasn't that sort of how blackrom worked, anyway? It all seemed so logical when you just explained it, or listened to Karkat's explanation. But how did you know when it was the right kind of hate? "But I'll enjoy it, too."

Okay, he was thinking with his bulge. He was a thirteen-year-old boy, what did you expect?

He wrapped his arms around Karkat and rested his forehead against his shoulder.

"So I'm being a moron, I guess. Fuck. This might be really bad."

He sighed and put one hand on Sollux's back. Pat pat. Pat pat. Stupid blind trolls and their need to touch...

"He can fucking deal wwith it."

Sollux nodded, frowning faintly. "I'm not telling him one way or another until I get my powerth back. It's the leatht he can fucking do for me."

"I still say that's your own damn fault, but whatever," he shrugged. Karkat actually kind of did want those powers to come back.

"Yeah, I know it's my fault," Sollux said, shrugging faintly. "But he thtill did it. I figure if he wants me that bad that he's willing to give up his blood or something, I might as well let him do it."

He hesitated. "He is going to be really pithhed if I turn him down now. He already thaid he would be. Not that I'm thcared or anything, but it's not like he'll jutht go mope or something."

"Technically," Karkat offered. "You said you would consider it. That doesn't mean you'd answer positively."

"Yeah, that's what I've been telling him," Sollux said wryly. "That it's not like I'm fucking obligated to make out with him becauthe he gets my powers back, like this is thome kind of binding contract forever. But then he thtarted freaking out because he can't count on it, and accuthed me of just playing with him to make him even more mitherable."

He snorted derisively, but grinned a little. "It ith pretty fun methhing with him, kk. I'm not gonna lie."

"Don't get addicted to that feeling," was the last warning the Cancer was going to give.

That was a lie. He would huff and puff until he got the message through. Karkat realized that it may or may not work out. God, he wished people would just listen to him!

Sollux nodded. He suspected Karkat was right, though he also had a feeling that, faced with temptation, he would have a hard time following Karkat's advice.

"I'll try not to," he said, tightening his arms. "Thankth."

"Oh," he said, remembering. "So I hear we have an alchemiter. I told ed I'd athk you why we don't have recooperacoons, and whether he could make one."

"Fuck, it's not like I knew we were going to get one," Karkat hissed in defense. "And I don't know. Why don't you ask Terezi or Vriska. It was their idea."

"Oh, okay," Sollux said thoughtfully. "I jutht assumed you were in charge of dethiding if the athhhole gets to use it," he added with a grin. "I wouldn't want to jutht let him at it. He'll probably make that wand again or something and wipe us all out. But if a 'coon will help keep him thtable, I'm all for that."

He snorted in response. "Yeah. He's definitely not allowed to use it himself or without supervision. Not even I would reject him a recuperacoon, though."

"I thought so," Sollux said with a shrug, relaxing a bit. "I'll let him know, I guethh, next time I talk to him."

"Shouldn't be too long since he likes to complain openly over the network often enough," he said with a bit of a yawn.

Sollux snickered. "Yeah, and I'm pretty sure he's gonna thtalk me like a creeper for the whole nektht month, making petty threats and promithing to kick my ass."

Sollux deserved it for even telling Ampora he was going to consider it. "And that's your own damn fault."

"Yeah, I know," Sollux sighed, but he didn't really mind. That was sort of the problem.

He also sighed. Karkat rubbed at the bridge of his nose. "Anything else?"

"Nah, I think that's it." Little nuzzle. He's comfortable with this. "You should get some real thleep in a real bed."

"I don't use one of those rectangular squares," Karkat admitted. What he ended up doing was ripping off all of the sheets and blankets and threw them in a corner. His bed was a blanket pile with sleeping bag serving as a replacement 'coon.

"Thtill," Sollux said, scooting off the sofa and trying to pull Karkat up with him. "Your blanket netht will be more comfortable and quiet than out here."

He groaned. Karkat was so comfortable right where he was. Though he wasn't fighting Sollux's tugging.

"I was comfortable here."

Sollux ignored his grumbling and bundled Karkat towards his bedroom, sniffing softly to keep them on target as he headed towards Karkat's door. "You'll be more comfortable in here. You never fucking thleep properly."