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       I awoke to the sound of dripping. I assumed it was raining out, I mean why else would I hear dripping? It wasn't until I heard the soft whimpers and a weak voice saying "(y-y/n)..." a couple times that I realized the dripping noise was actually tears hitting the tile floor of the kitchen, and that I was laying on the granite island in the center of it.
       I slowly fluttered my eyes open, coming across nothing but the blank ceiling. Turning my head, I saw a mop of black hair with four little horns poking out of it. I smiled slightly, realizing that the person in the room was Sollux, but that small smile soon fell into a frown, realizing that his head was down and he was sniffling. "(Y/N) plea2e wake up.... ii diidn't mean for thii2 two happen.... ju2t wake up... plea2e...." he sniffled.
I smiled, and gently carded my fingers through the unruly mop on his head that he called 'hair'. I felt him tense up and heard his gasp. "Geez Sol, you make it sound like there's been some sort of medical emergency. Did somebody die or something?" I whispered. "Y-you're awake!!" He yelled, immediately glomping me, effectively knocking the both of us to the floor, him taking the most of the force due to him rolling us over mid-fall. He tightly hugged me, saying "thank gog you're ok, thank gog you're not mad, thank gog..." I giggled, hugging him back just as hard. "I'm completely fine Sol, but I am still a bit mad. " I said, flicking him in the forehead. "Why in the h*ll was Eridan here, half naked, and saying," I dramatically cleared my throat " 'WWELL SOL THAT WWAS FUN, LETS DO IT AGAIN SOMETIME' " I knew I totally blew that last part but that was the point, his accent is just so much fun to make fun of. I giggled. "Seriously though Sol, I want a really good explanation l. But first, I'm going to cuddle the crap outta you, happy one-month-anniversary!" I said, and kissed his cheek before nuzzling into his neck. He chuckled. "Ok (y/n) ii wiill explaiin after our "cuddle party", whiich we 2hould move to the bed or couch for. "He snickered. He got up, holding me against him before maneuvering us to the couch into a comfortable position. He kissed me full on the lips, though it wasn't lustful, but passionate, gentle and loving. When we broke away, he said "II'm 2o flu2hed for you. Happy one-month-anniver2ary (y/n)." We snuggled together and after a few moments of silence, I asked. "Hey Sol, why was I on the KITCHEN COUNTER. If I was seemingly injured, a bed would have been more comfortable you know. " I teased. He tensed "uh.... um..... 2orry... heh.."