You hum as you walk along the corridors of the building. Your legs were tired but at this point in time you really didn't feel like doing anything else, especially since there wasn't much to do on this god forsaken comet. You head was reeling as you glanced around at the boring walls. You jump slightly when you hear your phone go off. You take it out of your pocket to see you had been pestered by Karkat.

CG: WHERE ARE YOU?

CH: Just walking around the corridors

CH: Why?

CG: WHY THE HELL ARE YOU DOING THAT?

CH: I'm bored, obviously

CG: WHATEVER, JUST BE CAREFUL OF GAMZEE

CH: HE'S HIDING SOMEWHERE IN THE VENTS

CH: Okay, thanks mum

CG: WHAT THE HELL IS A MUM

CH: That's just sad

And with that you shove your phone back in your pocket. You look up and pause, you had been walking while on the phone and you were pretty sure you were lost. You were standing at the end of a hallway, to your left and right were two separate paths. You sigh as you turn on your heel and begin to walk in the direction you came.

You gulp when you notice coloured splats across the bottom of the walls and the floor. Of it weren't for the sickening coppery smell, you'd have no idea what the substance was. Your eyes widen when you hear a distant honking sound. You could feel your eyes begin to tear up, not only from the fear of the mad troll juggalo, but sadness. You had been close with Gamzee before he lost it. You had managed to easily hide from him, but you knew that he would find you sooner or later.

Apparently it would be definitely sooner than later, as the honking begun to get louder. You were now panicking. He was very unstable and if he managed to catch you, you'd most likely killed by your friend.

You skin pricked with goosebumps as the sound of a metal grate falling to the floor sounds throughout the corridors. As quietly as you could, you began to slowly make your way back out of the building.

"Hello~" a quiet voice rang out, mocking you.

You knew there was no escaping him, but you kept your head up, hoping to god you'd get out.

But as luck would have it, as soon as you turned to next corner you came face to face with Gamzee. Well, it was more like face to torso, as he towered over you like a giant. Slowly, you raise your gaze to look at Gamzee's face. You breath hitches when you see his eyes. Instead of having yellow eyes, as he used to have, they were red. They weren't like the soft eyes you were used to seeing on the troll. His clothes were drenched in many different colours, each of them the blood of your friends. There were three large scars that trailed diagonally across his face. You knew that they were from Nepeta's claws.

"Gamzee." You stutter, your voice low and frightened.

"Hey there, my little mama," he chuckles lowly, "I WAS MOTHERFUCKING WAITING FOR YOU!"

You flinch at his loud voice, shrinking in on yourself. Gamzee lifts one of his hands, the one that did not have a club gripped in it. You screw your eyes close and wait for whatever was to come. You're confused when you feel his hand softly caress your cheek. You could feel the dried blood on his hand, making you cringe slightly. But you were more than happy to deal with it if it stopped you from getting killed.

As slowly as your body would allow, you place your hand over his large one. You open your eyes to look straight into his. They were ever so slightly less red than they were earlier, they looked more orange.

You jump slightly at the loud bang; you look down to see that Gamzee had dropped the club he had previously gripped in his fist. His other hand then comes up to caress your other cheek. He leans closer until your noses are almost touching.

Even though he hadn't done anything violent, you were still wary of him. You didn't want to think the worst, but he had already killed several of your friends.

You're confused when you feel his nose gently brush against yours. You remove your hand from his and cup his cheeks, you could feel still wet blood from his scars sticking to your fingers and palms, but you ignore it.

"Gamzee..." you utter ender your breath before you feel his lips press against yours.

You thought that'd he'd be more rough, but it was quite to opposite. His lips moved against your softly, as if he was any rougher he'd scare you. A gentle moan escapes your lips as you pull him closer to you. He was much taller than you so you were practically on your tippy toes just to continue the kiss.

When you pull away his eyes are looking more like they used to, calm and welcoming.

"I'm sorry." He mutters.

Before you have time to ask him what he meant he lets go of you and picks up his club. You begin to panic, this was the end. But you're surprised when he turns around and begins to stalk off down the hallway.

"Goodbye, Gamzee." You reply before heading back away from the empty corridors.

"(Y/n)!" a voice calls out.

You look over to see Karkat running towards you. You could tell he was panicking as soon as he saw all of the blood on your face and hands.

"WHAT HAPPENED?" he asks.

"I, uh, saw Gamzee." I reply.

"WHAT?" he exclaims.

"Yeah, he didn't hurt me, just covered me in blood." You sort of grimace.

"WELL LET'S GET YOU CLEANED UP." Karkat says and begins to drag you along behind him.

You look back at the hallway you just left, and you swear you saw a glimpse of a lanky figure in the shadows.