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The horn pile honks as Karkat shifts, finding a horn digging into his ribs as Gamzee voice drags on from above. Seeing as he is sitting up while Karkats laying down
" Come onnn CrabMan. "
An offended noise comes out of Karkat as he leans on his hand to better glare at the current source of his headache and comfort.
" MY LUSUS WAS A CRAB YOU IGNORANT SHIT SPONGE. "
Gamzee in turn hums before opening his mouth. He paps Karkats hair. Letting his hands slide through the knots and letting them come undone between his fingers.
" what about motherfucking kashkat? "
" DO I LOOK LIKE AM MADE OUT OF FUCKING MONEY??? THAT NAME DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE "
That was a lie. Karkat could hear the way Gamzee replaced the ' c ' in cash with a 'k' but he chooses to ignore this. His moirales hands scratching his scalp nicely, making a whine bubble in his throat.
" My cherry cheeked br- "
" DONT EVEN THINK OF CALLING ME THAT PUKE INDUCING NOISE OR I WILL FIND EVERY GOG FORSAKEN HORN YOU'VE FONDLED AND SHOVE THEM UP SO FAR UP YOUR HEARING CANALS AND THROUGH YOUR SMELLING ORFICES. "
His moirale paps his hair before letting go. Making karkat pout. already missing the feeling of his fingers.
" whatever you say bestfriend "
He lays down with Karkat, a dumb and wry smile on the clowns face. His scars shifting as his eyes curl up with his mouth.
" UGH! "
Karkat shifts closer to Gamzee, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and burrowing his face in his shirt. Its texture feeling nice against Karkats face. He whispers as his eyes meet with Gamzee half lidded ones.
" Your insufferable you know? Like those pathetic attempts at language you call nicknames. "
His smile gets dopier at Karkats snarl. Purple blush replacing his greasepaint, Karkat can feel his own blush heating his face. Immediately he scoffs and leans his cheek on the side of Gamzee chest.
" aww pale for you to Bestfriend. "
' PALE FOR YOU TOO IDIOT is left unsaid. Gamzee curls around Karkat, his hands wraping around Karkat. He Settling his chin in between his moirales horns. A broken purr vibrates through Karkat. Its raspy, like a car starting up but never being able to start running. He huffs as the cold skin of his moirales arms cool him down from the meteors heat and he returns the hug hesitantly.
" WHY ARE YOU EVEN TRYING TO CALL ME A SHITTY NEW PETNAME? DID YOUR DEMENTED THINKPAN FINALLY GET TIRED OF FUCKING CALLING ME BESTFRIEND?
His tone is hushed, but not by much considering its karkat but it gets the point across. Gamzee chuckles, karkat could feel it in his bones. goosebumps rising, his anxiety's washing away.
" nah, your my bestfriend. Aint never gettin tired of callin you that "
Karkat waits for Gamzee to conitue, or gather his wits, or as Gamzee calls it ' get his motherfucking think on '.
" well for the other question Karbro- "
" I just thought it be motherfucking nice to find new nicknames for my moirale here. Thats all it is"
He snorts, as he begins purring slightly against Gamzee chest. His purr is much scratchier but steadier than His moirales, but none the less comforting for the other. He whispers when he speaks, already drowsy.
" WELL TELL ME WHEN YOUR DONE BEING A DUMBASS, OR WHEN YOU THINK OF A NEW IDIOTIC CONTRIBE OF WORDS TO CALL ME. "
A lull of silence covers them like a blanket as a their purrs mix into each-other. Their warm and cold bodys clutching at each-other like a bunch of puzzle pieces clicking together and becoming one
Gamzees purr stutters and starts again as if he never purred for so long but it only makes Karkats body shiver. Karkat feels his eyelids drooping as Gamzee leaves a light kiss, it leaves a slight chill on his forehead.
" Goodnight my miracle man. "