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Gamzee x Reader part 3 BLEED

You felt a soft fluffy comfort. A pair of strong thin arms holding you. A warm sigh brushes your forehead. Causing your ears to twitch. A familiar scent invades your nostrils, a scent that revealed a manly odor. A scent that is rare for humans, a scent of a troll in human flesh. A scent sweeter than an simple rose. Your nuzzle your face against the stranger, that is when you immediately open your eyes to the realization of being in your master's room. In his very bed, and arms.

You stare at the peaceful, innocent sleeping Gamzee. Your face totally flushed. A then you realized your legs were hooked tightly
around his waist . “crap...” you whisper under your breath. If someone was to walk in the room, that would be terrible! For the both of you. You tried to separate from Gamzee's gasp. It took a while but you still did it. However you felt sad that you weren't close to him anymore.

Wait... did you really just admit that? You slap your cheeks, remembering all the wicked things Gamzee did to you. You refuse to grow any
feelings for that beast. Soon after you successfully separated from Gamzee, you quickly dressed yourself. Gamzee groans as he clenches the pillows in his clutches. You shiver as you think of how easily he could snap your neck with that grip of his.

“Morning.” you softly greet, Gamzee knew you hated him. He raises from his slumber and stares at you. “Who gave you the mother fucking permission to wake me up?” his royal purple orbs glare into your (insert eye color) ones. Your body stiffens as he stands up, showing his full height . Making you feel small in size. Like a mouse and Gamzee being the strong powerful lion. “Uh-” you open your mouth but no words could form.

Gamzee slams his hand harshly on the wall trapping you. He cups your chin, his fingers tightening. You gulp down your pain, however you were trembling like a leaf on a windy day. Inside Gamzee didn't want to scare you or hurt you. He was just mad at the fact you didn't love him, the fact he couldn't win your precious heart.

The fact you couldn't remember him. His heart breaks at this cold realization. His angry and loneliness grew “So what's your answer!?” He barks, tears swell up in your eyes threatening to fall. “...No answer huh. “ He sighs letting you go “Fetch my clothes for today.” You obey, getting out his suit. He struggled to tie his tie. You nervously squeak,”Shall I try?”

“If you mothering fucking want to.” He snarls looking away. I walk over, your skinny gently fingers trying to tie it. Gamzee couldn't help but stroke your cheek, which were turning pink. “Why do you have to be so mother fucking cute huh?” he asks smiling. You give up and apologize. Gamzee tosses the tie across the room “I'm not much of a formal guy anyways.” He chuckles, you were confused by the sudden change of behavior.

But better have him happy then mad and violent right. Both of you exit the room. Gamzee had his hands in his pocket, something seem to wander his mind. Something troubling. “Uhhh.... Let's skip breakfast.” your ears twitch “Miss breakfast?” you innocently put out. He nod”Not really hungry to be honest.” You grow nervous “Wouldn't your father be upset?” In response he simply shrugs.

You pout following him.

~~~~~ POV KURLOZ ~~~~

I excuse myself from breakfast to see whats holding up my younger brother. His bedroom was empty. “Odd...” I remark. Then I turn to see him walking into a hidden passageway with.... the outcast servant. I clasp my hand over my mouth.

Does Gamzee not know that his fiance and his father was waiting for him to join us. I knew the little outcast slave was trouble. Like all those times I had to denfend my little brother for sneaking out to visit her. Or to just see her. I furrow my eyebrows. I was going to have to talk to him afterwards.

That or his little brother would have to go through the worst days of his lives.

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Gamzee x Reader part 3 BLEED

You felt a soft fluffy comfort. A pair of strong thin arms holding you. A warm sigh brushes your forehead. Causing your ears to twitch. A familiar scent invades your nostrils, a scent that revealed a manly odor. A scent that is rare for humans, a scent of a troll in human flesh. A scent sweeter than an simple rose. Your nuzzle your face against the stranger, that is when you immediately open your eyes to the realization of being in your master's room. In his very bed, and arms.

You stare at the peaceful, innocent sleeping Gamzee. Your face totally flushed. A then you realized your legs were hooked tightly
around his waist . “crap...” you whisper under your breath. If someone was to walk in the room, that would be terrible! For the both of you. You tried to separate from Gamzee's gasp. It took a while but you still did it. However you felt sad that you weren't close to him anymore.

Wait... did you really just admit that? You slap your cheeks, remembering all the wicked things Gamzee did to you. You refuse to grow any
feelings for that beast. Soon after you successfully separated from Gamzee, you quickly dressed yourself. Gamzee groans as he clenches the pillows in his clutches. You shiver as you think of how easily he could snap your neck with that grip of his.

“Morning.” you softly greet, Gamzee knew you hated him. He raises from his slumber and stares at you. “Who gave you the mother fucking permission to wake me up?” his royal purple orbs glare into your (insert eye color) ones. Your body stiffens as he stands up, showing his full height . Making you feel small in size. Like a mouse and Gamzee being the strong powerful lion. “Uh-” you open your mouth but no words could form.

Gamzee slams his hand harshly on the wall trapping you. He cups your chin, his fingers tightening. You gulp down your pain, however you were trembling like a leaf on a windy day. Inside Gamzee didn't want to scare you or hurt you. He was just mad at the fact you didn't love him, the fact he couldn't win your precious heart.

The fact you couldn't remember him. His heart breaks at this cold realization. His angry and loneliness grew “So what's your answer!?” He barks, tears swell up in your eyes threatening to fall. “...No answer huh. “ He sighs letting you go “Fetch my clothes for today.” You obey, getting out his suit. He struggled to tie his tie. You nervously squeak,”Shall I try?”

“If you mothering fucking want to.” He snarls looking away. I walk over, your skinny gently fingers trying to tie it. Gamzee couldn't help but stroke your cheek, which were turning pink. “Why do you have to be so mother fucking cute huh?” he asks smiling. You give up and apologize. Gamzee tosses the tie across the room “I'm not much of a formal guy anyways.” He chuckles, you were confused by the sudden change of behavior.

But better have him happy then mad and violent right. Both of you exit the room. Gamzee had his hands in his pocket, something seem to wander his mind. Something troubling. “Uhhh.... Let's skip breakfast.” your ears twitch “Miss breakfast?” you innocently put out. He nod”Not really hungry to be honest.” You grow nervous “Wouldn't your father be upset?” In response he simply shrugs.

You pout following him.

~~~~~ POV KURLOZ ~~~~

I excuse myself from breakfast to see whats holding up my younger brother. His bedroom was empty. “Odd...” I remark. Then I turn to see him walking into a hidden passageway with.... the outcast servant. I clasp my hand over my mouth.

Does Gamzee not know that his fiance and his father was waiting for him to join us. I knew the little outcast slave was trouble. Like all those times I had to denfend my little brother for sneaking out to visit her. Or to just see her. I furrow my eyebrows. I was going to have to talk to him afterwards.

That or his little brother would have to go through the worst days of his lives.