(Sober!Gamzee x Troll!Reader) Nightmares

Nightmares

The thud of footsteps behind you was the only thing that kept your legs moving. The pain was excruciating. Blood was everywhere. Yours, Equius', Nepeta's. A colorful rainbow of death.

"Ooh (y/n)!" You heard a singsong shout from down the hallway. "You can run, but you can't fucking hide from me, sis!"

(B/c) tears clouded your vision so you weren't able to see the body you tripped over. You smashed into the floor and flipped yourself over quickly realizing it was Tavros. Or more correctly, Tavros without a head.

Bile rose in your stomach and this time you couldn't stop the vomit that came up. You were done running now. You knew there was no more point.

You see the clown round the corner, his smile as wicked as the devils. He almost skips towards you, raising his clubs higher with each step. "It's not as mother fucking fun if you're not fucking running, (y/n)." he says, learing over you, weapons raised high.

You shake you head, eyes giving one last pleading look at him. "Gamzee, please."

The clown just chuckles and brings down the clubs and.

You wake up. Your heart is pounding and sweat is dripping in your eyes. You shudder and wipe some slime from your face.

It was just a dream. You place your head in your hands and allow your self to cry. Just a dream. Just a warped memory.

Yes Gamzee had gone sober. Yes he had seriously harmed Equius, Nepeta, and Tavros. But he would never kill. That was just your own mind.

You shakily climbed out of your recupercoon and made towards the kitchen. A glass of water helped your sore throat. You hadn't realized you'd been screaming.

As you sat down on your couch, your computer lit up from it's place on your desk against the wall. You pushed yourself back up and plopped down in the swivel desk chair, opening the pesterchum chat log.

You almost closed it when you saw the purple text.

/It was just a dream./ /Just a dream./ you repeated to yourself as you replied.

terminallyCapricious [TC] began pestering chumHandle [CH] at ??:??

TC: HeY lItTlE mAmA yOu AwAkE?
CH: actually, I was already up.
TC: Oh I'm SoRrY iF I uP aNd MoThErFuCkInG wOkE yOu SiS
CH: haha no, I was awake cause of something else.
TC: HeHe AnYtHiNg On YoUr MiNd? HoNk :o)

You swallowed heavily at the honk; it brought back thoughts... The lie typed into your screen easily

CH: no Gamzee, I just couldn't get comfortable.
TC: Ah WeLl I'm JuSt OuT hErE uP aNd SiPpInG mY mIrAcLe ElIxAr.

You turned his question back on him.

CH: anything on your mind? ;)
TC: AcTuAlLy YeAh
TC: YoU

You freeze, hands hovering over the keys, shock contorting your features. He couldn't possibly mean it like- no he doesn't. This is Gamzee we're talking about; he doesn't work that way... could he?

You yourself thought Gamzee was a pretty fine troll, even if he did scare the hell out of you. His silly clown antics make you laugh and his complete love of Faygo was... kind of cute. You suppose you could say you had a small flush crush on him, but as of recently the scary part of him over weighed the happy part.

Another ding brought you out of your thoughts. It seems Gamzee had sent you more messages.

TC: (y/N)?
TC: YoU sTiLl ThErE sIs?
TC: SoRrY iF tHaT uP aNd CaMe OfF aS aBrUpT
CH: no no it's okay Gamzee.
CH: it's nice to know I have friends that care about me.
TC: WeLl YoU sEe ThAtS tHe ThInG lIl MaMa
TC: I'm NoT rEaLlY tHiNkInG oF yOu In A mOrAiL wAy
TC: MaYbE mOrE iN a ReD wAy...

You froze. Half of your body was screaming no. The other half screaming yes. Hell. Fucking. Yes.

You typed your reply slowly.

CH: oh! well, uh, wow, Gamzee
CH: um, well, no one's ever been flushed for me.
TC: Oh GoG nOw I fEeL sO mOtHeRfUcKiNg StUpId
TC: I'm SoRrY sIs
TC: I kNeW yOu WoUlD'nT fEeL tHe SaMe WaY
CH: no, Gamzee it's not that I don't feel that way
CH: I just...
TC: YoU'rE sCaReD oF mE aReN't YoU?
TC: YoU'rE jUsT lIkE tHe ReSt Of ThEm. ThInKiNg I'm SoMe BiG oL sCaRy ClOwN wHo Up AnD mOtHeRfUcKiNg KiLlS eVeRyBoDy At AnY mOtHeRfUcKiNg MoMeNt
TC: WeLl I'm NoT!
TC: I'm NoT...
TC: I kNoW i DiD bAd ThInGs
TC: I hUrT yOu AnD EqUiUs AnD nEpEtA...
TC: I sCaReD yOu BeYoNd HeAlInG
CH: Gamzee...
TC: No LiL sIs ItS oKaY
TC: I'm SoRrY i Up AnD bUgGeD yOu WiTh My RoMaNtIc ThInK pAn
TC: I'lL lEaVe YoU aLoNe NoW

terminallyCapricious [TC] ceased pestering chumHandle [CH] at ??:??

CH: Gamzee...

You typed a reply even though he wouldn't read it.

CH: I'm flushed for you too Gamzee
CH: I'm flushed for you too

A/N: You'll have to forgive me if I messed up Gamzee's typing quirk.
This is my story. I wrote it and posted it on AO3 but I thought I'd post it on Wattpad too. I do not own the characters- those belong to Andrew Hussie. And I think the cover art is by Xamag. But I'm honestly not sure. So if you know whose it is please tell me.
Hope you guys enjoyed! Go check out all my works on AO3 at sammmmmm.