The Birds and the Bees [Sollux X Reader]

Stitched Smiles That Say It all

((Sorry that I haven't been writing in a while, I've been working on the new ideas for stories I may create. Also may start a schedule for when I can update!!))

~Your P.O.V~

You are finally about to end your day of exhausting classes that seemed to put a damper on your mood, but through your day you have learned about a certain chat site called pesterchum. You promised your friends that as soon as you got home you would check it out and possibly make an account if you weren't already in a sleeping coma on your bed. The hallways seemed emptied, why wouldn't it be, everyone was probably killing to get out of the prison. You close your locker and scream out when you noticed a troll standing right behind your locker. 'Seriously, where do these guys come from!' You think to yourself.
You look over his physique and noticed that he's wearing a skin tight skeleton suit with only a pair of purple shorts to cover the nether regions. When you look over his face he's wearing a ton of make-up and......stitches?
"Um, is there something that you need?" You try so say politely as possible. He starts to move his hands rapidly, which made sense since he probably couldn't talk with the whole sewed up mouth thing going on. Thank god you speak in the hand language fluently. >You were the only one here and I was making sure that you weren't lost, also sorry for making you scream< He signed out. You sighed out of relief, you honestly thought that this guy was a creeper. You didn't want to be rude, but you just had to ask "So, what's with the stitches?" He seemed to look at you with curiosity, then he raised his hands moving at speeds that you had never seen before >I don't like to talk about it, especially with a human that I just met<. You mentally face palmed yourself, "I'm (Y/n), sorry if that question came out kinda sudden, and awkward." She replied sheepishly. >It's alright, anyway, my name is Kurloz Makara< He seemed to go really slow when he was spelling out his name, probably so you could understand. "Well it's a pleasure to meet you Kurloz." You replied half tiredly. You still wanted to know about those stitches, but you wouldn't force him.
~Time skip~

You were home, and you couldn't have been happier, "FREEDOM AT LAST." Then you remember the whole chat site bit, "No freedom for me....." When you went to go shut your curtains you almost jumped out of your skin. You had seen a figure watching, but soon it was gone. With that image in your head, you locked your doors and shut your windows. Then you slowly crawled into your bed and pulled the covers up to your chest, 'well who needs sleep anyway?' You thought to yourself while pulling your knees up to your chest and looking around that room and into the darkness.