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Never again. He had known this would happen once reaching the Capitol - everyone getting rushed to their designers, getting groomed - a horrendous experience considering he was trans and didn’t want anyone to know. Thank god it didn’t last too long.

Sollux stood waiting, waiting for his teammate to get done with, for the parade to start. He was one of the first done, and had found his chariot quickly. Anything to happen intead of just waiting - and his prayers were quickly answered with, however rude it was.

Why he asked him that, he had no idea. It just slipped out. “Jutht…thtay. Okay? Itth better if you do…” Don’t ask why, he doesn’t have a good answer. He just wanted him to stay. It might be selfish but he didn’t want to be alone and he doubted Karkat wanted to be either. Considering…

IT seemed like a good idea at the time being but now that it started to tax him, he didn’t want to do this anymore. Every time this started to happen, he felt dizzy, then soon a nosebleed would occur if he didn’t stop in time. Once he used his powers too much, he passed out. Luckily he was home then, in the safe eyes of his father. But here..who knows what would happen if he passed out here…He jumped slightly when a hand was placed on his arm, and he turned his attention to Karkat, surprised he was here. “Yeah..im fine.” 

“Don’t..” the blond repeated in a lower tone, a hand reaching out to take hold of his. He seemed surprised to hear that word. Had no one told him that before? Surely that girl of his..That girl, were they just friends or - no, no, don’t think about that. It doesn’t matter, there were important things to think about than that. “Itth…it might be eathier yeth, but jutht..don’t.” He shook his head a bit, unsure of what to say exactly. He’d never been in this situation for and words failed him. So, taking a deep breath, drew the other in and just held him.

When the other tributes started filing it, his mood sunk. It was too soon for them to come, though it was probably the right for them to. Damn it. Obviously he couldn’t use his powers here in case someone noticed - how had Karkat noticed?! - and made shit worse than it already was. Though he was mildly relieved when his partner came in and they went from station to station together, almost like Karkat and that one girl. Sol kept an eye on him, a frown permanently glued to his features throughout as he stared at the hand holding. He wasn’t jealous, not one bit. Why would he be? He felt nothing for him - or so he told himself. 

Lunch time. Perfect. He was a bit hungry though he didn’t feel like eating. All he wanted to do was find a solitude spot and be on an electronic - which obviously he couldn’t do here, unless he was secretive about it…So Tara and he went in the line, got their food and sat at an empty table, somewhere near where the District 12 members were; it was his choosing so it was no surprise. He mainly just stared at his food, even playing with it but not really eating, unless forced to by his partner. But he was thankful when the hour passed, and they were off to the new part of their lives.

“I’m….. I’m just going over to another station… Do you really want me to stay over here..?” Karkat mumbled just loud enough for the Gemini to hear him. He’d spent about two hours at that station earlier. He didn’t really need to stay there. But if the hot blond wanted it, he’d get it. So after a moment’s thought, he slowly made his way back to Sollux’s side. 

Fine? He didn’t seem fine. He was pale, and he was pretty sure if he was that pale he would be dizzy. Karkat moved his hand to the blond’s upper arm and turned him towards him, putting a hand on his cheek to angle his head down so he could see his face better. The Cancer could tell he looked as concerned as he felt, having a deep frown etched onto his features. He moved his hand to his forehead, sweeping it underneath his bangs so he could get some sort of temperature approximation. It was a little difficult with him being so short he had to get on his tiptoes to even get his hand flat on his forehead. That was embarrassing. But he had to push that feeling aside. Sollux’s health was more important that that..  Was he having a migraine or something? Did the Captor get migraines? Maybe he just didn’t eat enough and did too much? But all he’d been doing was throw knives and shoot arrows. Whatever. He’d get him water anyways. He’d probably need it. “C’mon.” Karkat finally spoke after a minuet, taking hold of Sollux’s hand and pulling him to the conference room where they’d eat lunch to grab him a water bottle. 

He felt tears sting at his eyes and he swallowed thickly, trying to hold them back as his gaze was set straight ahead of him. He felt himself shaking a bit, and he felt a hand in his straight after. His fingers interlocked with Sollux’s, squeezing his hand lightly for his own personal reassurance that this was actually happening. What he said meant more to him than almost anything else in the world (Aside from Violet. Violet was number one to him; the most important thing was her), and he looked down and let the tears stream down his face. He started to notice he was visibly shaking now as he looked down at his free hand, which was red, raw, and still wet from when he was scrubbing his camouflage off of it. It only took a moment for him to move to the blond and accept his embrace, wishing he was tall enough to bury his face in his neck. He always did that, and it made him feel better, but he was too damn tall. He’d make an acceptation this time. Karkat buried his face in Sollux’s chest, letting go of his hand only to wrap his arms tightly around him. “Thank you….” He mumbled softly, grabbing onto the blond’s shirt with clenched fists.

Violet and Karkat seemed to joke around at every station, using knives as mustaches without hurting themselves, making the ladder used to practice balance to spin around in circles repeatedly, or the camouflage station to paint stupid pictures on each other’s faces that they wore the rest of training. Violet even kissed his cheek once in a friendly platonic way, and Karkat had turned bright red which made her laugh. They were very close, and they had dated once a while ago. Karkat had felt they were better as friends, and Violet had agreed, so they were just friends and nothing more. Karkat did however look at the blond every moment he got. He was just so different..it was like he wasn’t even real he was so perfect… he couldn’t help staring. Violet had to bring him back into reality. 

They did that at lunch too. Just fooled around and did stupid things. Held hands, did a little handshake every time one of them told a good joke that actually was funny. But again, Karkat kept stealing glances at Sollux and having to be pulled back to reality. This male tribute was no like anyone else and he knew it. He… he was just special to him. Somehow. 

There really was no reason for the other to stay at the station any more other than the Gemini’s greediness. He gave a small nod in response to the question, his gaze on Karkat. He still didn’t understand why he was suddenly obsessed with him, but he wasn’t going to bother asking. There would be no answer, anyway. A good one, at least. “Unleth you want different thation?”

Naturally he’d lie about his condition. No one needed to worry over him. Unless it get too bad, which hadn’t happened yet. Yet. His thoughts were interrupted once again at the other’s movement, and he blinked. Bending down a bit so Karkat didn’t have to reach that far, he watched him before his eyes closed, a small sigh escaping him. Sol was pushing it, like he usually did. It felt weird to have another person besides his father caring for him like this but it felt nice, too. His eyes snapped open as his hand was taken and was led to another room. The blond was silent, multicolored eyes scanning the other participants of the games with a frown before focusing on the small teen in front of him. He didn’t feel well, not because of the use of his powers, but physically. Oh well. Nothing a small break couldn’t fix. “Don’t have to help me, KK. Am fine.” To an extent, he was fine.

Once the action was received, Sollux gave his hand a squeeze. His heart seemed to skip a beat once their fingers were intertwined. It was weird. He was tempted to wipe the tears away with his free hand but didn’t get a chance to when Karkat’s face was buried against his chest. The blond momentarily froze, wondering if his breasts could be felt. His chest was wrapped up - not that they were even big enough to be noticeable, though that was with a baggy shirt. Their outfits weren’t exactly baggy but he didn’t exactly care about that. His free arm wrapped tightly around the Cancer, pulling him closer. “Won’t thurvive if you cry like that. Ith fine, KK. Trutht me.” Not exactly the best comforting words but it was the best he could come up with. 

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Ok. To sum up what just happened it went a little like this.

Nothing really mattered, except everything did. He hurt him, and he’ll keep hurting him, and that in itself struck like a bolt of lightning, a plunge into the depths of freezing, darkness of the ocean. It was suffocating, really. But he was brought back into reality from his cruel, whirling thoughts which each kiss to his neck, and that earned a sigh, each time.

He simply held onto Karkat as if for dear life. Never letting go of his kitten; he didn’t want to lose him. Why he was still there was a fucking miracle all in itself. Sollux buried his head in Karkat’s hair, breathing in his scent, pressing his lips against black locks. Fingers gripped the fabric of his shirt tightly, almost to the point it might rip. He didn’t care. The Cancer was in his arms, as he should be. 

He slept peacefully for once, only hearing pure silence. No random ‘DAD’ from one of the kids, no banging, no Kanaya telling him he needed to get up so he could work when he just tried to sleep two seconds ago, just nothing. He only felt his lover’s arms around him, kissing his head as he slept. That was really it… and it was better than wearing his shirt under a baggy hoodie all he time (he was actually still wearing the Captor’s shirt) just to give a false feeling of his matesprit being there. Being the light sleeper he was he heard what he said and could help but move a hand to Sollux’s cheek and move his head back to kiss him. He kissed him gently yet passionately for a few seconds before moving back to his previous position and responding to him. 

A smile graced the Russian’s features. The Cancer was too good to him, and that made him doubt himself. What did he do to deserve him? Nothing, absolutely nothing, because he should have left him already. All he ever did was hurt the other, and he hated it. But luckily, the Cancer wasn’t going anywhere soon, or so he hoped. His thoughts were interrupted once more as Karkat moved, and he gave a soft moan at the kiss which he eagerly returned. 

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The Captor froze, then pulled away to look at the smaller boy’s face. Did he just…snort? Holy shit, he did! Which caused him to laugh himself. Laughing was better than crying, so he’d go with it. Even if he was snorting like a pig. “Oh my god KK,” he laughed then smashed their lips together once he calmed himself down enough. So much for those butterflies. 

Sollux slowly nodded, and lightly caressed the boy’s cheeks with his thumbs before leaning in to kiss him, soft and sweet. “It i'th really.” It had to be, even if it wasn’t.

He rested his chin on top of the other’s head, and simply just held him. Tightly, protectively. “я тебя люблю,” he stated, then repeated that phrase over and over. Sol refused to let go of him, in any way. Though his grip lessened slightly, fingers clutching the fabric on his back.

He continued rubbing his waist, his hands slowly moving towards his back where he knew hurt, and gently rubbed, attempting to make it better. Unless he was just making him have more pain - something he didn’t want. “ - Thi'th okay?”

“не ставьте его в слова. доказать это, бог только доказать это.” Sol groaned out, as he kissed him. He was going to keep kissing him until Karkat pulled away, because he obviously won’t, first. He pressed closer to his lover, tightening his grip around him, and tried to make the kisses deeper, more passionate.

A whine left the Cancer when Sollux started laughing at him, and he buried his face in his shoulder. He managed to get himself to stop laughing enough to say “Shut up!” before getting kissed. He returned it gladly, cupping the blond’s face in his hands to pull him closer. God that was embarrassing. At least the mood had lightened up. 

He leaned into the hand on his cheek, one of his own moving to cover it.. The kiss was returned as expected, just as gently and sweetly. “If you say so, my love…” 

Karkat relaxed into his lover’s grip, tilting his head up to press a gentle kiss to the bottom of his chin.  “Я тоже тебя люблю, мед пчелы.” He responded softly, pressing kisses all over the Gemini’s face as the phrase was repeated; it was his own little way of returning it without words. The Cancer didn’t want him to let go, so he moved closer to Sollux.

Crimson eyes shut at the rubs, a soft sigh leaving him as he relaxed. It did feel nice, but he hoped that it would actually help. “Yeah, it’s fine.” He muttered as he shifted a little so the rubs were where it was more sore on his back. Honestly, it didn’t help as much as he’d like it to, but it helped, so Karkat was going to take it. 

“I do thay tho,” he murmured against his lips, one hand sliding into his hair, fingers curling in black locks. “Love you, tho much, …” And he meant it. He’ll always mean it when he says it. 

The blond’s grip tightened some against his lover once he shifted closer, and he couldn’t help but giggle at the kisses. It was very loving, and he quite enjoyed the action, so he, of course, returned it. They were loved by each other, and that was enough for him, at least for the moment. “Mine..”

His mouth tilted upwards into a smile, a seemingly rare thing. Fingers ghosted along his spine and went back down his sides before pressing against his lower back once more. “It’th fine,” Sollux repeated in a murmur as he leaned in to nuzzle the Cancer. Maybe he should put ice on it, once they returned home so it’ll feel a bit better.. “Karkat?” He paused, as he frowned. He never called anyone by their full name.

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