“You mean to tell me that you actually almost went all the way with him?!”
(Y/n) gave a sigh as she sat down on a pillow that littered the floor of Nepeta’s ‘Feels Jam’ room. Sam had called for a Feels Jam session, so Nepeta invited them over. Meulin decided to tag along as well, so she was curled up beside her sister.
“Yes, we almost went all the way.”
“Why didn’t you?” Nepeta asked, relaxing comfortably across a large, crab-shaped pillow. (Y/n) often had to keep from making comments about it being similar to her boyfriend, Karkat.
“We got interrupted,” (Y/n) said glumly. “Some woman named Terezi asked to see Gamzee…”
Meulin and Nepeta exchanged surprised and wary looks.
“Terezi? Small woman, black hair? Red sunglasses?” Nepeta asked.
“Yeah, that’s her. You know her?”
“Yeah, we know her,” Nepeta said and (Y/n) and Sam both stared at the downright sour note in her voice. “Karkat used to be in love with her. She dated him for a while and we thought she felt the same way. Turns out she was cheating on him with Gamzee on a nightly basis.”
(Y/n)’s jaw dropped at that, “Did….Gamzee know about that?”
“At that time, Gamzee was lucky to even know how to tie his own shoes, so probably not,” Nepeta said. “It was when he was still taking drugs. When he went clean, though, and found out what Terezi was doing to Karkat, he put a quick stop to the fling. She ended up breaking it off with Karkat, telling him he had just been a passing fancy for her so that she could continue sleeping with Gamzee. I think he only ever had sex with her after that because he enjoyed exploiting the hate he really had for her. She’d always leave with bruises and marks, but she just went back for more. From what I understand, though, he hasn’t had a ‘thing’ with her since way before he met you.”
“Wow….why would someone do that? Especially to Karkat,” (Y/n) said, frowning. True, the boy had some breath-taking anger management issues and was known for his ability to be heard from across town, but even she knew he had a very sweet, soft side for those he cared about. He definitely didn’t deserve something like that.
“Because she’s a two-faced bitch,” Nepeta stated and they stared—the girl never, ever swore. It just…it wasn’t Nepeta. “Karkat isn’t the only one she’s hurt—Dave also dated her for a while, before he figured out what she was doing. She enjoys having people wrapped around her finger to control. Her mentality is if she can’t have it, then no one can and she has to make everyone as miserable as herself.”
“So someone I can punch and get away with,” Sam said darkly.
“She’s blind, and she uses that ‘handicap’ to her advantage. I wouldn’t advise doing it,” Nepeta warned. “Meulin dealt with her once before.”
Meulin nodded and she gave a hiss of displeasure.
“Terezi thought that Kurloz would be as much fun as Gamzee, so she tried hitting on him. It didn’t end well, since Meulin had been right there in the room. I guess she thought that because Meulin was deaf, she couldn’t hear what was going on. It didn’t end well at all.”
“I’m sure,” (Y/n) said, frowning. “It looks like I’ve got a problem on my hands, then.”
“Don’t worry,” Nepeta said with a sudden smile. “I know for a fact that Gamzee won’t do anything with her. Not anymore. Not now that he’s got you. You’re good for him, (Y/n).”
‘I haven’t seen him so happy before. He really cares for you,’ Meulin signed, giving a smile similar to her sisters.
“A shipping that’s canon! I haven’t been this happy since Karkat and I got together!” Nepeta practically purred, wriggling on her pillow.
“Which is your true OTP, hm?” (Y/n) said slyly, making the girl blush.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about…”
“Sure you don’t,” Sam smiled. Nepeta just gave a sheepish smile and nervous chuckle.
The door to the Feels Room opened and a familiar dark head with a grumpy expression popped in. Nepeta gave a delighted sound and sprung up, bouncing over to her boyfriend and giving the grumpy boy a kiss that made him blush. (Y/n) and Sam both thought it was the cutest thing ever that Karkat still blushed when Nepeta kissed him—even though they’ve been dating for over a year now.
“I didn’t know you had people over,” he said, glancing at the other three girls.
“Sam and (Y/n) were in need of a Feels Jam, so I invited them over,” Nepeta chirped, smiling. “You should come join!”
“And get barraged by comments about men and makeup and shit? I’ll pass.”
“No, we’re just talking about how (Y/n) almost got laid the other night,” Sam said with a wicked glint in her eye. (Y/n) blushed a deep red and Karkat decided to NOPE out of there as quickly as possible.
“Really, Sam? Really?”
“What?” she said innocently, though her smile said otherwise. Meulin was in tears from laughing too hard for her to even say anything.
After Nepeta came back from calming a highly embarrassed and irate Karkat, they continued their Jam session. Meulin was still in chortles over his reaction.
“So, what exactly happened the other night that made you need a session, Sam?” (Y/n) asked. Sam’s smile fell a little into a scowl.
“That damned snot, Meenah.”
“Meenah? What was Meenah doing over here? I thought Karkat banned her from coming over?” (Y/n) said, surprised.
“Well…Fef kind of persuaded him to, said he should give Meenah another chance,” Nepeta said hesitantly. “She agreed afterwards that Meenah won’t come with her anymore.”
“You know how Meenah and Kankri are with each other?”
“They hate each other’s guts?” (Y/n) said flatly. She had met Meenah once—she had never wanted to punch someone as much as she did then in her life.
“Essentially, yes, but apparently she’s got it in her head that Kankri likes her so….”
“Oh. Oh no.”
“Oh, yes,” Sam said, a spiteful tone in her voice. “We leave the two alone for a moment, the next thing we know, Kankri’s storming out, ranting about disrespect for personal space and personal relationship statuses. It wasn’t until later we learned that she kissed him!”
“She felt no regret for it either, I take it?” (Y/n) sighed.
“None, though she did get the hint that Sam was very upset with her and it was wise to leave before things got nasty,” Nepeta said.
“I had been so close! So close!!” Sam exclaimed, and this time she looked like she was going to cry. “So close to telling him! I was finally getting close to him and then she did that!! Now he probably doesn’t want anything to do with personal relationships again! I can’t just go up and tell him that now!”
“Tell me what?”
Sam just about fell off her pillow in surprise from the voice that came from behind her and her face turned red in a record amount of time. (Y/n), Meulin and Nepeta were all suppressing grins—he had been standing in the doorway since Sam started talking about the movie night. Sam turned to look at him, blushing deeply still. He tilted his head a little at her.
“Tell me what, Sam?” he repeated. Nepeta, (Y/n) and Meulin silently exchanged looks and snuck out of the room.
“Traitors,” Sam whispered to them when they left.
It was silent as Kankri and Sam stared at each other for a long moment, before he moved to sit down on a pillow opposite of her, his legs crossed neatly.
“What was it that you wanted to tell me that night?” he asked softly. “I could tell something was bothering you—you usually always make comments during Karkat’s dreadful movies.”
Well, at least she knew Kankri hated those movies as much as she did.
Sam blushed and looked at her lap, playing with the hem of her pants nervously.
“What is it that makes you think I don’t want anything to do with my personal relationships? What is it that makes you so nervous to talk to me?”
Sam bit her cheek, chewing on it nervously. It was now or never.
“I…” she swallowed thickly and kept her gaze down. “I…like you, Kankri. Maybe more than that, but…I’ve just been so scared to say anything…I understand if you don’t feel the same way, I won’t be surprised…”
It was silent and Sam felt tears come to her eyes.
“Huh?” Sam blinked and looked up. Kankri didn’t look any different than before, though his cheeks were slightly redder than usual.
“I said okay.”
“…is that a good okay, or….?”
Kankri rubbed the back of his neck—he was nervous, she realized.
“I can’t…guarantee more than an emotional relationship….” He started slowly. “But…I’m willing to try….”
Sam felt her heart jump when he said that and she smiled.
“I can work with that.”
Outside the room, three girls were having a silent squee party, hugging and dancing in excitement. A slightly amused Karkat watched on, shaking his head at their antics. Women.