Play Rough (Sober Gamzee [+ Makaras] x Reader) Lemon/Smut

Gore

I shook my head violently trying to shake the thoughts, or whatever that was, out of my brain. But alas it was to no avail. I sat up and stretched my arms but felt a sudden splitting pain in my back. I let out a pained yelp and collapsed to the floor. I grunted and reached as much as I could to feel my back. My shirt was soaked and from the touch my fingers were covered in my own blood. I took in a couple sharp breaths trying to grasp what had happened. I reached under my shirt and felt thread going across a large gash on my back accompanied by a couple other slashes sewn together. My eyes glazed over as I tried to get up, I tried to use a chair to hoist myself up but the chair slipped from beneath my fingers and I slammed my face on the floor. I hear the door slam against the wall, hard, I hear the sounds of a hole get punched into the wall from the doorknob at such great force. I glance up to see Gamzee and Kurloz rushing over to me. They looked like they had seen a ghost. Gamzee lifted me up and placed me on the hornpile face down while Kurloz grabbed a small medical kit that had been resting on the desk. The room was nice. It seemed like a living room but at the same time it was very chill. There were horns scattered throughout the room and some empty bottles of faygo on the floor along with empty pie tins. It felt comfortable and laid back. It felt like home. I was brought back to reality from the pinch of a needle going through my skin. I could feel as the thread was yanked about each side of the gashes, pulling the skin close and making me bite my tongue in pain. Gamzee was holding my hand and I in return was squeezing it like there was no tomorrow. He moved his hand onto my head and ran his fingers through my hair. I looked at him and closed my eyes from the pain. I woke up later with Gamzee holding me close and Kurloz pacing back and forth. I wrap my arms around Gamzee's waist weakly. He looked down and Kurloz rushed over.
"Be careful sweet thing, we done want you to rip again." I looked down and nodded. I looked back and forth at the two clowns in front of me. I squeezed Gamzee lightly.
"What happened to me." They looked at each other then back at me.
"YoU uH... HiGhBlOoD hAd HiS wAy WiTh YoU aNd ToRe YoU uP pReTtY bAd." Gamzee looked away briskly. Kurloz placed his hand on my shoulder.
"We didn't find you until it was almost too late." I squinted my eyes slightly. "Find me? What do you mean? Was I gone?"
"You were missing for over a week sweetie." My eyes widened and I stared in shock. So the 'visions', they weren't just visions. They actually happened. Why were they so lucid. They seemed like such nightmares. I can't believe this. I shook my head slowly and laid my head on Gamzee's stomach. I breathed in quickly and held Gamzee's shirt tight.
"At least you looked."
"WhY wOuLdN't We? We LoVe YoU."
Kurloz looked at the ground remembering our previous encounter in his room. I backed let go of Gamzee and gently sat up reaching out my arms slowly, gesturing for him to give me a hug. He looked at me confused and blushed hard. He got close and hugged me lightly.
"Thank you."