Requested by _gallowsCalibrator_

Personally, Zebruh makes me uncomfortable and I don't particularly like him, so he may be quite ooc in this one shot

You let out a tired yawn as you walk the streets, your hands shoved into your pockets. Your tears had now dried and you were exhausted. Your matesprit had just decided to cease your relationship, so now you were with empty quadrants. Wow, this was depressing, quardantless and wandering the streets, sulking. You decide that going to a bar would be a good idea, you really needed to relax.

You enter the first one you see and take a seat at the bar. You rub your eyes and sigh, you hear the bartender ask what you'd like and your order the strongest they have. They nod and walk off to grab you your drink. They sit the drink in front of you and you thank them, paying for it.

Around you hear the chatter of other trolls, some having casual chats, others flirting with one another as they go on their dates. You frown and drink a fair portion of the drink.

"Hey there," a voice comes from behind you, "you might want to slow down there."

You turn to see an indigo blooded troll standing behind you.

"Well, I think I need this." You grunt, taking another swig.

The troll takes a seat beside you, ordering a drink before looking over at you. You were quite confused as to why he had decided to sit with you.

"I'm Zebruh." He smiles.

"Oh, I'm (y/n)."

"Well, if you'd like, instead of drinking so fast, you could just talk to me."

Oh, alright then. His tone made it clear that he was flirting with you. But honestly, you had nothing to lose.

"My matesprit cut it off with me." You sigh.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," he quite dramatically placed his hand on his chest.

"Well, I guess it wasn't meant to last." You shrug.

Zebruh grins at you, raising his eyebrows at you.

"How about you give me your chittr and we can keep in contact."

You pause for a moment, before sighing.

"You know what, sure."

~~~

You had known Zebruh for quite some time. He was a handful and at first you were ready to block him. His constant advances irritated you since you had just gotten out of a matespritship. But over time he had stopped doing that and treated you as an equal.

You knock on the front door to his hive. It takes a moment before the door opens, revealing a grinning Zebruh.

"Hey." you greet with a smile.

Zebruh steps aside and lets you in. You walk in and instantly notice Zebruh's lusus. You were sure that he hated you, but while Zebruh was around he just kept his distance. You notice a few lowbloods wandering around the house keeping themselves busy. As you were on the lower side of the spectrum yourself, you felt kind of uncomfortable with it.

"So, do you want to go out?" Zebruh asks.

You turn around, not knowing that you were both going out.

"Oh, uh, alright then." You nod and turn back around.

You follow Zebruh back out and down the street. You had no idea where you were going. The pair of you make small talk as you continue to walk down the street. You were so busy with the conversation that you didn't know you had arrived at your destination. You look up to see the pub you had met Zebruh.

"Really?" you laugh, looking over at Zebruh.

"Yep." He chuckles as you both walk in.

You both take a seat and get a drink.

"So (y/n), do you remember the first time we met?'

"Obviously, I had just split with my matesprit and was drinking away my sadness."

"Well, I thought that the place we met would be the best place to ask."

You look over at him with a confused look on your face.

He takes a deep breath and turns to you, "(y/n), will you be my matesprit."

You freeze as soon as the words escape his lips.

"Alright," you chuckle airily, "let's see where this goes."