Terminally Flushed

Dinnertime, Motherfuckers

My mouth was gaping in complete and total awe. This place was gorgeous. The walls were a comforting shade of purple while the floor was a shining white marble. On the walls were paintings of Gamzee, his dad, and another boy I assumed was his brother. His brother did look kinda like him. Probably the same towering height, more crazy hair. It seemed he liked to wear a suit that looked like a skeleton. Gamzee's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Just a motherfucking warning, Kurloz is mute. My dad and I learned sign language for him so we could motherfucking translate when guests come over. I'll translate what he says for you." I just nodded and went back to staring at this beautiful house.

In front of us was a double staircase. Each side lead to opposite hallways. A door slammed from what sounded like the left side and a booming voice yelled down to us. "GAMZEE?! IS THAT YOU, MOTHERFUCKER?!" I winced at the volume of his dad's voice. Gamzee seemed unphased by it and just yelled back, "YEAH. I BROUGHT [Y/n] WITH ME! WE'RE GONNA WATCH TV UNTIL DINNER!" We heard a door slam again and I guessed that was his dad's way of saying "go ahead." Gamzee looked at me, smiling, and led me down a hallway to a pretty large family room.

I just realized Gamzee never let go of my hand when we left the van. A soft blush rose to my cheeks, making him chuckle when he saw it. "You blush so motherfucking easily, [Y/n]. It's pretty cute." This made my blush grow slightly. He just chuckled again and pulled me next to him on the soft, white couch while he clicked a button on a remote. Suddenly, the table on the other side of the wall shifted as a tv came from the top of it. I watched as it finally settled and turned onto a movie channel. It was playing a child's movie. Gamzee obviously didn't wanna watch it since he turned on Silent Hill. I couldn't help but squeak, "This is one of my favorite movies!" My excitement made Gamzee chuckle a bit as he had his arm around my shoulders. For possible the hundredth time today, I blushed before snuggling into his side. A smile was glued on my face as we watched the movie.

I guess I fell asleep in the middle of the movie because I woke up to Gamzee gently shaking me, whispering that I need to wake up. Slowly opening my eyes and yawning, I noticed our position on the couch slightly change. He was leaning back pretty far with his arm behind me, holding my waist. My arm had snaked its way across his stomach, holding him closer. My cheeks burned red as he smiled. I tried hiding my face in his shirt but his hand lifted my head up by my chin so I could look straight at him. His thumb gently caressed my cheek. "Please don't motherfucking hide your face. You look beautiful when you blush." This caused my eyes to widen a bit. His face was mere inches from mine and coming closer. My heart sped up as I realized what was going on.

Gamzee's POV

I kept watching the movie when I noticed that [Y/n] felt a bit heavier. Looking down at her, I saw she was asleep. A light snore came from her, which was way too fucking cute. I couldn't stop staring. She's so goddamn beautiful. You have no idea how much I wanted to bring her to my room and cuddle with her until I fell asleep. Carefully, I slouched a bit lower on the couch so she would be comfortable. My hand pulled her closer by her waist while her arm came across my stomach and pulling me closer as well. Somebody chuckled from the doorway. I looked and saw Kurloz smiling at me an [Y/n] cuddling on the couch. He also had a camera in his hand. Fuck. He signed to me, 'You guys look pretty cute.' Click. A flash blinded me as Kurloz took a picture of us. I glared at him, knowing he was possibly gonna use it against me. I just flipped him since I couldn't yell at him as he walked away. [Y/n] smiled slightly in her sleep, causing me to smile.

The movie finally ended and I could feel [Y/n] stirring a bit, she was waking up. When she saw how we were positioned, her cheeks turned a light shade of pink as she hid her face in my side. I smiled again as I brought her face up by her chin, my thumb lightly rubbing her cheek. "Please don't motherfucking hide your face. You look beautiful when you blush." Her gorgeous [e/c] eyes widened when I said this. Or maybe because I was leaning closer to her. I couldn't wait any longer. I just had to know if her soft looking lips felt how they looked.

My best guess is that I was moving a bit too slow because [Y/n] leaned to me pretty quickly, her lips smashing into mine. Chills flew across my body as she kissed me and I kissed back. A smile made its way onto my lips as we kissed in perfect sync. Her hand soon met my hair and pulled us closer, if that was even possible. Within seconds, I was laying on my back on the couch with her on top of me. Not once did we break the kiss nor did we want to. My hands were on her waist while hers were on my neck or tangled in my hair. This didn't even feel real. I swear it felt like a dream that I didn't want to wake up from. I could feel her smile against my lips, which caused me to smile again. This was total bliss. My tongue lightly traced her lip, asking to be let in. She giggled and refused so I decided to give her waist and good squeeze, resulting in her gasping and allowing me to explore her mouth. She moaned softly as our tongue wrestled for dominance. I eventually won and explored more before nipping at her lower lip. She moaned again and it sounded so sexy. I wanted to hear more but I didn't want to take it too far. So I just stuck with making out and a few sudden little bites. After a few minutes, she decided to bite me back and a low groan escaped my throat as she pulled lightly before kissing me again. We kept our little bite war going, trying to see who would submit first. Again, I won. With quick thinking, I claimed her neck as my prize. Leaving soft kisses on it and a few gentle bites, trailing from her jaw line to her shoulder blade until I found that one special spot that drove her crazy. Frantic soft moans came from her as her fingers pulled at my hair lightly.

Suddenly, another flash filled the room, making me and [Y/n] to separate fairly quickly. Standing in the doorway yet again was Kurloz, snickering at us. I glared at him until he left, humming to himself. [Y/n] looked fairly embarrassed as she covered her face with her hands and curled up in a ball. Seeing her like this tore at me. I was so gonna kill him. I quickly ran out of the room after Kurloz until I found him in my art room, silently chuckling at the picture he was most likely going to use as blackmail on me. Without thinking, I tackled him to the ground and tried gfrabbing the camera from his hands. We wrestled for a bit, taking the small deivce from each other constantly and keeping it from each other. While wrestling, we knocked into some paints and became colorful messes but we didn't care. I needed that camera. Soon enough, a quick little hand darted towards the camera and grabbed it while a pair of pretty strong arms lifted me and Kurloz up. We simultaneously looked up at our angered father. "Uh, heh, hey Dad..."

Reader's POV

After Gamzee left the room, I sat on the couch for a little longer before deciding to explore a bit. My face was still pretty red from being caught. I'm guessing his brother thought it'd be funny so Gamz decided to go get the camera. Looking around, I saw just how gorgeous this place is. Walking through a few halls, I came into what looked like a kitchen. Everything was gleaming white or silver. A man stood at the stove, cooking what looked like [f/f]. my mouth watered slightly smelling it. I took a closer look and the man cooking was really Mr. Makara. I decided to talk with him for a bit while I waited for Gamzee.

"Hello, Mr. Makara." He turned and looked at me, smiling a bit before going back to cooking. "Hey there, [Y/n]. How are you this fine evening?" I blushed remembering what happened just moments ago. "I'm fine. Your house is so beautiful." "Thank you. It was a real motherfucking pain to have it built." "I bet. It's pretty big." "Hey, where's Gamzee?. Dinner is gonna be done soon and Kurloz was supposed to fucking get him and you." "Oh, um..." Mr. Makara turned down the heat on the stove and turned to face me. He motioned for me to continue. "C'mon, little miss. Spill it." Looking at him in a cooking apron while trying to get me to talk, he reminded me of how a mother would act. I looked at the ground before speaking. "Well, I kinda fell asleep while watching a movie with Gamzee and after I woke up, Kurloz came in and took a picture of us before running away. Gamzee went after him, I'm guessing to get the camera back." I glance at Mr. Makara and saw he looked pretty mad but then his face softened a bit before turning the heat off all the way and walking out of the room, me following close behind. It seemed he knew where the two were because he opened a door that was covered in paint splatters to find Gamzee and Kurloz covered in paint and wrestling for the camera. Looking at Mr. Makara then at the boys, I quickly reached and grabbed the camera while he grabbed the boys by the back of their shirts. Both looked really scared seeing the angered look on their father's face. "Uh, heh, hey Dad..."