He sat on the floor while you ran your brush through his hair. Every once in a while, he would make little protests and pull away when you accidentally snagged a tangle or two. You set down your brush and muttered for him to stop being a wriggler as you un-knotted it with your fingers.

"Oh, Kar, fuckin relax. It wwouldn't hurt so much if you just brushed it out yourself."

"Shut up, nookskid, and continue brushing out my fucking glorious locks that you keep complaining about. Be fucking thankful that I even let you touch my goddamned hair at all."

You huffed, but got back to work.

Your moirail was a brat, but that didn't stop him from being so damned lovable. He purred just the slightest bit as you brushed out a (finally) untangled area and it made your bloodpump twist on itself. The way he sighed and muttered to you about why he liked some movies more than others just made you relish his voice and want to listen to him more. The way that he played with his fingers while going on and on was so endearing and reminded you that you were head over heels red for your moirail.

The worst part was that he knew.

It ate away at you that he offered to be pale instead of red, but the soft kisses and shoosh-papped cuddles were more than enough for you. You just really, really needed someone to love you, and this pale love fit perfectly for the time being.

"-oly shit. Nookwhiff, wake the fuck up. Eridan, come in, Eridan. I will fucking snap your bone bulge if you keep pulling that brush."

You snapped out of it and apologized in a flustered manner as you untangled it from his ratty hair. He held his head and groaned out loud before turning to you, "Anyways, did you even fucking hear me?"

"No, sorry, Kar…"

"Oh my god, you're insufferable at times with your ignorance. I asked if you knew Gamzee."

"Makara?"

"That answers my first question. Like I was saying, he is so fucking high off his goddamned ass and I have come to the conclusion that he needs a moirail because his lusus is a fucking idiot and never there. Gamzee is going to rip himself apart in his damn loneliness unless I do something about it."

You felt your heart stop and nodded a bit with a straight face, "I knoww this… Go on."

"I have also come to the conclusion that we shouldn't be moirails anymore."

Oh, wow, you didn't know your chest could hurt so badly. You swallowed and nodded again, just accepting it. You apparently were destined to lose out on anyone ever loving you at all. It was ok, whatever.

"Don't fucking just start nodding yet you imbecile. You obviously didn't hear the rest of what I had to say."

Before you could say anything, he had stood up and plopped his ass on your lap. His face turned a light shade of that beautiful red you loved so much as he wrapped his arms around you and buried his face into the crook of your neck. Almost as if on instinct, your arms wrapped around his waist and held him to yourself.

"I'm an idiot and I'm flushed for you, you chumfuck."

Now, to say you were in shock would be an understatement.

But that sure as fuck didn't stop you from grabbing his face and kissing him silly.