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[papshooshing]

Characters: Karkat Vantas ( OU ) and any lovely people willing
Setting: Media room!
Format: Action spam
Summary: Best way to nurse anything is by sitting down in front of a movie, huddled in a blanket, right? Well of course that's right.
Warnings: Swearing should be standard by now, right?


[ curled up on a couch is one Karkat Vantas, blanket around him like a cocoon and stiffing every few minutes. he had started to feel a little tired and drippy around the nose area a bit ago. honestly, even though he had told Feferi the other day to stay in her room, he doesn't feel safe in his own. something about sharing that small of space with those humanoids just rubs him the wrong way. it's not like he's going to ask Gamzee if he can tuck into that recuperacoon of his either...

so there's really only one other option and he's taking it. taking the entire couch, that is. some romcom is playing on the screen. Karkat even has his collar pulled over his mouth, just to keep the air from being contaminated. one side of him sets a water filled bottle. the other has a box of tissues and a bag to toss them into.

honest to god he's just playing a movie to fall asleep to. he definitely needs it. ]

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[papshooshing]

[ there's some shifting and moving. Karkat squirms so he can watch his moirail... ]

What? No. You'll be right back, right?

[ hopeful tone is hopeful. ]

[hystericull]

Mmn.

[His exuberance faltered for a second, but his smile did not. In fact, he tried even harder to make his expression reassuring, rocking on the balls of his feet and pressing all of his fingertips together idly.]

'Course I all fuckin' will, brother! Ain't much like a bro to all fuckin' be leavin' his bestest of other bros all sick and shit by his motherfucking own, you know?

[Gamzee occasionally forgot, sure. His mind liked to drift along to other things without a proper way back to something he should have been remembering, but it wasn't the same as deliberately leaving someone behind. Gamzee would... never do that. ...Right?]

[He took off up the stairs. Being unhindered by sopor, it was a quicker trip than it could have been. He was gone for about twenty minutes. Definitely longer than it should have taken, but that wasn't because Gamzee had gotten distracted. In fact, it was anything but. When he returned to Karkat's couch cocoon, it was with a deep bowl, filled almost to the brim with red, steaming liquid.]

[Plopping that bony ass unceremoniously onto Karkat's stomach, Gamzee held the concoction in front of the boy's face.]

Big fuckin' gulps, best friend.