Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Oh! You're up!
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After everything, their worlds merged. The trolls and humans were now one new species, and shared the world together. It was odd to suddenly see people with fangs, and no gray skin in sight. It was overwhelming, and maybe that was why the darkness overtook him.
The next time he woke up, his body felt so fucking heavy. His brain was throbbing within his skull, and his stomach was tight with an odd cramp. He felt like he was hit by a truck, and it took him several blinks before he noticed Dave was looking at him with worried eyes on his left. He was in a hospital bed, and Dave was holding his hand that had an I.V. in it. Odd. He felt the presence to his right and upon looking at the figure his breath was swept from him. A boy, or well, man now, all things considered. Was next to him, and he felt it in his soul.
“Kar- Karkat?” He was lightly tanned ivory, with the fluffiest black hair, and still the same dark almost blood red eyes. Just, they had whites now, and yes, he was caressing the other in fascination. Thankfully, Karkat didn’t seem to mind, but must have been embarrassed as his cheeks began to turn slightly pink.
He was human now? He was quite striking. There was a cough that caught his attention, and he whipped his hand back.
“Good to see you, John.” Once he glanced at the person, and recognized the voice.
“Kanaya?!” She was still as tall as ever, her hair was just as jet black as Karkat’s, and her jade green eyes were the same, except her skin was now a beautiful sienna. Her smile showed two small fangs, nothing like her original set.
“Did you enjoy your six month long nap?” She voiced cautiously as she approached the end of his hospital bed. Three months? He had been asleep for three months?? What on earth?
“I know it’s a lot, but I need to explain a few things to you before you meet anyone else. There have been a lot of changes. I myself have only been awake for two months.” His brain was attempting to catch up, “Did we all just wake up?” He looked at Dave, and Karkat. Karkat’s face scrunched up in what appeared to be guilt as he shook his head no.
Oh.
Why would he feel guilty?
“John, it seems our worlds merged and created a new species with entirely different dynamics. I know it’ll be confusing, and I would appreciate it if I could voice everything without interruption. I will answer your questions as best as I can afterwards. I don’t mean to be rude, but I just got done talking to Jake, and he was just nonstop.” He laughed a little, at least Jake was in the same boat with him.
“So, I will explain it to you as clearly and concisely as possible. First off, we trolls seem to have taken more ‘human’ characteristics, such as our newfound skin tones and now all have the same dark red blood. Now, humans seem to have gotten fangs, but their sizes vary depending on their newfound dynamics. You see John, we trolls would be able to reproduce with anyone as we all shared the same genitals. We never carried, and instead would use other means unlike you humans. Who seemed to typically have one set of genitals, and were only able to reproduce with others who had the opposite. Quite a shock to us, but we seemed to have merged in this instance. While, it seems that one’s sex is no longer a roadblock. No matter the dynamic, anyone can reproduce with anyone. But, alpha and omegas have a higher chance of success. Alpha, and omegas with a beta seem to have humans original success rates. Omegas with another omega have a bit of a lower chance, just like alpha and alpha relationship, but it is possible. Now, what’s a beta? According to the small amount of research we have so far. They neither carry the dominant, assertive traits of Alphas nor the more submissive qualities of Omegas. In many cases, Betas function more like typical original humans, not as affected by the intense biological or social drives that define Alphas and Omegas. Their scents are a bit calmer, but still there. Their genitals vary, and their fangs may only be on the bottom, or solely on top and not as large. Honestly, not in a mean way, their bodies are quite random. Now, Alphas often have enhanced physical capabilities and may experience heightened drives, particularly in relation to mating or dominance behaviors. Their top fangs are a bit larger than everyone else’s, and they have small bottom fangs. They also have knots, which is something an omega male, and a number of betas does not have. When alphas are unmated, and go into a rut, they are a bit more aggressive than usual. Their scents are stronger as they are desperate to find their mates, and often very aroused, or as Vriska said, overly horny. When mated, they are more subdued, and focused on their partner's needs. Now for omegas, which is what you, and I are. As well as the others who have gone unconscious. Despite our genitals, we are able to become pregnant. Which Jake has said was quite a shock to him. Apparently, this is a new development for both species. You see, as I said earlier, we trolls never carried young. So, this was a shock to Eridan, Feferi, Gamzee, Equius, and I. Now, we will experience something called a heat cycle. While unmated, it will result in ‘flu-like’ symptoms, whatever that is, and we often have diarrhea, stomach cramping, and tiredness. When mated, we are the horny ones, apparently. Now, mating, John, be careful. Once bitten by another person, or persons we are bonded for life. Our souls will literally meld together. Some have even taken to wearing a collar, such as myself and Eridan. Now, we all have scent glands, which are what produce our new pheromones. They can be found on each inner thigh, each wrist, and three on the neck.” She sniffed the air, almost like a dog. “Your scent seems to be that of vanilla cake. Now I believe I said everything. If you have any questions, I am here to try and answer them.” She ended her lecture with a gentle smile, and his brain was so overwhelmed that falling back unconscious seemed quite natural.
At least when he woke up this time, everyone was still in their spots. So, not too long like last time apparently.
“Sorry.” He voiced in a mutter.
“It was only for an hour. You are quite alright John.” She said it in a more gentle tone this time and not like her original straight to the point one. Ah, maybe she thought he was a weenie.
“I’m sorry, that was just a lot.” He muttered one more. “I’m an omega?? So like, I can get boned by anyone and get pregnant?? That’s so fresh. How? I don’t have a uterus?” Was it like in a magic sense?
She clapped her hand together, “Ah, yes, I didn’t mention that! Yes, you now have a uterus. One that can be reached through the anal cavity. As you see, when unaroused, there is a muscle with delicate bones that close off access to the uterus for fecal matter to pass through without issue. When aroused, it will move to block access from anything entering the other part. Rose used the cervix as a reference, as when aroused it opens up.” She had a wide smile now, she thought this was fascinating while he was freaking out.
“Hey, Maryam, is it cool if John takes a break?” Hearing Dave’s cool voice jolted him out of his brain. He turned to finally take in the other man, he was still as pale as ever, platinum blonde hair shone brightly under the fluorescent hospital lights, and one thing that he must have missed during the information dump was that his shades were off. His apple red eyes were looking at Kanya with a hint of stress. He was allowing the three in this room to see his vulnerability. Wow, he must have grown a lot when John was under. She nodded, and tiptoed out of the room while John was lost in Dave’s features when Dave looked back at him he seemed a bit taken aback.
He was breathtaking, and wondered what Dave was. Now that he understood a bit more, he realized that the two smells in the room weren’t from some nurse's perfume, but from them. Dave, he leaned in a bit and could smell him. His scent smelled like a blend of warmth and spice—rich apple brandy, sweetly spiced plum, with a sharp hint of tart cranberry, all wrapped up in the comforting heat of cinnamon. It was a scent that lingered in the air, inviting and intoxicating, stirring something primal in him which led him to feel a bit flustered. He quickly turned his head to Karkat and leaned in to his scent was deep and decadent, a tantalizing blend of wild black cherries, velvety red wine, and the sweetness of juicy red raspberries, with a burst of bright plum rounding it out. It carried a lush, dark richness that lingered like an intoxicating temptation, impossible to ignore and undeniably captivating. Oh. My. God. Is he a fanfic writer? Why is his dumb brain describing their scents that way? UGH. End him.
“What? Don’t like our scents?” Karkat’s face was serious while Dave’s was smug. Assholes.
“I don’t recall saying anything.” Was he pouting? Yes. Because he would rather die than say a word about their scents.
“Want to know what you smell like?” Karkat had leaned close to him, and Dave leaned in also, keeping that smug smirk on his face.
Dave tilted his head as he spoke in a low voice, "You know, you smell delicious. Like... really sweet. I’m picking up Tahitian vanilla, maybe? And this soft, whipped buttercream, like the kind you just can’t resist licking off your fingers." He was smiling like a fox now, and it made his stomach twist a bit.
"Oh yeah, definitely. There’s also that powdered sugar scent, too, like you’ve been dipped in sweet, rich frosting. It's kind of unfair, actually. It’s like someone opened up the best bakery in town." Karkat was speaking low, he had a new sound of vocal fry that made it feel like he was growling at him.
"Makes it hard to focus on anything else, honestly. That creamy, warm, sugary smell? It’s... distracting.” Dave was just being an ass now. He felt it in his bones. Yet, he hated that he smelled like something he doesn’t even eat.
"Oh, really? I didn’t realize I smelled like a dessert buffet!" He whined a bit.
"Trust me, it’s not just any dessert. More like the kind that people can’t help but crave. Sweet, irresistible, with just the right amount of indulgence." Karkat glanced at Dave as he continued, and Dave only nodded slightly like he agreed on a secret.
"Yeah, makes you wonder... what else is as good as that frosting, huh?" Dave responded to Karkat before looking back as John with that ever present fox-like smile, and Karkat’s own catlike one made him want to squirm. It felt like they were telling him something and he was just too behind to understand. Is he stupid? Are they making fun of him? His bones ached oddly, his stomach was tight, and he felt his face was warm.
“What are you?” He couldn’t help but ask, Karkat mouth opened like he was going to actually answer before Dave cut in.
“What do our scents tell you?” He leaned back a bit keeping the ever present smile.
John almost felt like he was being hunted, and his spine was tingling in, worry??? He hates this new body.
He didn’t really know, but his heart supplied it. He wasn’t sure if it was accurate, and it wasn’t fair that they knew what he was.
His soul told him to say it, and he couldn’t stop the embarrassment as he answered with warm cheeks.
“Alphas?”
Chapter 2
Notes:
They are not all this short. They get longer as we go.
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Chapter 2: Before he woke up
They were only unconscious for a week, and when he woke up and saw the trolls all with new skin. He was completely taken aback.
They all had apparently woken up before the humans did, well. Some did anyway. The news of their new world had jolted them all. Especially the whole, welcome, you’re an alpha thing. Realizing they were serious, and not just calling him Chad was awkward. His penis will swell up when he ejaculates? Gross. It made him feel like a dog, and he did not like that at fucking all. Also, rest in peace his partner’s hole. Cause yikes. He would become a nun if he heard that something would blow up like fist in his ass, yeah, no.
Well, those were his first thoughts until he masturbated for the first time and then found out that John is an omega. He really was a dog. Getting all heated at the thought of impregnating his long time crush. He was sure John would hate being an omega, and yet, here he was still getting his rocks off at the thought. A fucking mutt, he was.
At least he wasn’t alone when he could literally smell Karkat’s reaction to the news of John too. This whole scent thing is going to be rough when trying to keep a secret, isn’t it?
Him, and Karkat weren’t always on the best terms, but now that they are adults. They were a bit better with talking to each other, and honestly, he was beginning to like the dude a bit. Not enough to sleep with him or anything like that, but maybe, just maybe enough to share a partner with. He was sure John liked the both of them too, and was oblivious to his own feelings. Hell, it took Vriska demanding they date for him to figure out he liked her. So, yeah, dude can be hella oblivious. That, or he was an entitled prick. Whatever, calling out Karkat about his crush was funny. The dude blew up like a balloon. He has become really blushy since the change recently. How funny. After a quick scrap, Karkat agreed that they should totally polybond. A new thing for Dave. Man, being twenty two has really shifted his brain. Honestly, learning about polybonds and how courting now works was a wild ride. One that he hopped on eagerly, maybe it was all the near death experiences or just his new wolfy brain. But, settling down with John and raising a couple of brats sounded like paradise. Maybe it was the constant lack of stability that made him want a domestic life. After learning all they needed, they had begun staying in the Eggbutt’s room. He looked so peaceful, he hated seeing how they would tube feed him, clean his briefs, and so on. Eventually after the first month, he and Karkat began to do it. He hated seeing how red the guy would get when the nurses were behind. Not their fault, they had a lot of people, but dude was someone they had both loved for a long time. It shook him to know that he must have been in deeper than he thought when he was okay with literally changing his diaper. Man, he was really prepared to get old with him. He also felt so good in his choice of Karkat joining him as he never said a negative word about it either. They would take turns going out and getting food for each other, and allowing the other to grab clothes. So much so that they agreed to get a two bedroom apartment. John would wake up eventually, and so they kept their rooms neutral. They also bought a blow up for whoever ends up giving John their room to borrow. They both discussed what would happen if John chose only one of them. Agreeing to be okay with it, and open to still being friends while realizing they may need a bit of time to take the hit. They also agreed to attempting to court each other if he chose neither of them as they were aware that could be an option. Wow, growing up really made them chill. He was prepared for whatever at this point. They had both developed quite a relationship, not as deep as they feel for John, but could definitely get there.
“He is going to freak out.” He voiced one day while waiting for John to wake up. Karkat had understood, they decided they should probably wait a year after he wakes up to ask to court him. Boy, it would be the longest year of his life.
At least he had thought so until John leaned in to sniff him, and had the most intense blush of his life. The boy was so red, and then he did the same thing to Karkat. Oh man, and the both of them couldn’t help teasing the boy. His face and scent were so delicious. He knows John isn’t aware of how much scents tell just yet, but when he could smell the other’s slight arousal. He wanted to start begging John for one date. Oh man, they may not even need a year and the fact he was excited for both of them told him so much.
Helping John out of bed, and helping him in the shower was so domestic that his heart tightened. They had spent two more weeks working with John to build up some muscle in his legs. He wasn’t sure if the news of being an omega had totally hit the boy yet, but man did the blue eyed darling cry his eyes out when he found out he lost his powers.
If John thought the two of them living together was weird, he never mentioned it when they brought him home. He had asked if they would be really okay with him sleeping with them, and that he could alternate each night to make it fair or sleep on the couch. Was it shitty of them to suddenly pretend they had forgotten about the air mattress that they had for them. Yes, did they let that stop them from agreeing for John to sleep in one of their rooms each night? Nope.
Man, they offered John the choice and he said he would just choose a room at random. Did Dave want to sing hallelujah when he chose his room, yes. Did he? No. Not out loud at least.
So yeah, that’s how he ended up with a small John trying so desperately to bury himself inside his ribs. The man was a cuddle fiend when deep in sleep. He was trying pretty hard to not cuddle back as the boy had originally fallen asleep with a bit of a gap, and must not have wanted to get too friendly with Dave. Hopefully, it’s just until he gets familiarized with the new smells. He was looking at John’s sleeping form, thanks to his led lights, he was able to see the boy's features quite well. He still looked so baby faced, and youthful. At first glance, but when he is really studying him. He sees the circles, a few random gray hairs, and his skin has been dulled. It hurt Dave to see the stress effect such a bright, bubbly person. He had noticed a ring in both of John’s eyes, and after looking it up, might this thing be called a stress ring? How frustrating. He realized how often John must have kept things inside, and before he could call out his crush on it. He looked in the mirror, and realized he was just as bad. He had started to wear his shades less, in hopes of John being excited to see his face, which seemed to have worked out. Yet, he fell back into wearing them after leaving the hospital with John. He noticed John’s face sadden a bit, and so he acknowledges he needs to work on being comfortable in his skin. He was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard it. The sound was soft at first, barely noticeable. It was a low, gentle rumble vibration from deep within John’s chest. It wasn’t quite like a cat’s purr, but close enough to stir a sense of warmth in the air. He blinked in surprise, he could feel his heart skipping a beat as the subtle hum grew more consistent, like a soothing melody. He couldn't help but smile as his own body instinctively relaxed at the sound. The realization hit him suddenly. This wasn’t something everyone got to hear, and John has both no idea what it means nor that he was even doing it. Dave had learned purring was something special, something private. It was a huge sign of trust and comfort so rare, so intimate, that he was starting to feel an overwhelming sense of delight and... honor. The rhythm of the purring seemed to deepen, syncing with the slow rise and fall of John’s breathing. It was hypnotic, and so mesmerizing that he wanted to wake up John. He knew better than that. John would freak out over another, ‘omegan’ thing. He wanted to record it and show the world, but knew better than to break John’s trust like that. It was soothing his heart so deeply that he started to doze off. He was so going to cry to Karkat about how Godly of an experience purring was.
Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Karkat
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Ugh, he just wants to cry. As soon as he woke up this morning, Dave had a shit eating grin. He smelt so strongly of vanilla, and apple. His pleased alpha scent was overpowering, and then Dave had oh so delicately told him about John purring. He nearly had conniption, but thought better of it and practiced his breathing techniques. Being a mature adult sure sucks sometimes. Oh. Speaking of conniptions.
“I need to stop by Eridan and Gamzee’s place.” Dave’s smile faltered, before nodding. Yeah, those two have been struggling heavily with the news. Gamzee because he feels intense guilt for everything that happened, and despite Tavros attempting to reach out to him. He decided to lock himself up in a room at their apartment that he and Rose found for them. Eridan on the other hand, is struggling with all the physical changes, and how they make him feel, ‘inferior.’ Which, if John’s face, and Jane’s utter meltdown at the news of being an omega is anything to go by. He feels like he is allowed to feel as such. Kanaya voiced that she also understood him, and has been the kindest soul when talking to him. She said it’s also weird to have your organs entirely rearranged, and then told to be wary of your choices in a mate or else you’ll be fucked for life.
Which only sets off Gamzee even further. The only one that has seemed to get on Eridan’s good side so far is, weirdly, Sollux. Adulting really does wonders. After solemnly telling a sleepy John, bye. He headed towards the chaos apartment, and as soon as he used his copy of the key, the smell hit him. Eridan’s scent was usually a crisp mix of ocean sandalwood and warm sage, balanced by the sharpness of eucalyptus zest. A subtle hint of coconut. Gamzee's scent was like a burst of grape soda on a hot day. Concord grapes, a tang of raspberry, and fizzy sweetness with a touch of raw sugar. Both of their smells were often quite fresh, and calming. Yet, Eridan’s scent had more of a creamy coconut scent suddenly. It unnerved him. Gamzee’s carried an edge of sourness, the deep, rich sweetness of ripe grapes turning into something more intense like strong wine in the making but not quite there yet. Such polar opposite scents, all coming from the same room. He couldn’t help but bolt into the room, and once in. There was a growling Gamzee, and behind him was a curled up ball of pain that was Eridan.
“What’s going on? Are you both okay?” He was a bit out of breath, and being this close to Gamzee’s scent hurt his nose and eyes. It felt like he was being drowned in carbonation.
“I think I am experiencing those heat symptoms. I didn’t know what ‘flu-like’ symptoms felt like, and it was too late when I finally figured it out. Sorry. Could you please leave me today?” Eridan had voiced in intervals of groaning, were the cramps that intense? He had seen Equuius power through the heat with a long nap, maybe it varies on the person. Poor Eridan.
“Is he helping, or?” He had to ask before dipping out. Eridan nodded with a, “Quite surprisingly, even scared off Sol.” Ah, explains that frightened lemon scent, as well as something else underneath the panic. Great, now he needs to hunt down Sollux.
He couldn’t help but bolt out of there like his ass was on fire. John was going to go through that too? How would he, and Dave react? Goodness, all this new shit is fucking with his brain. He had rang Sollux, and asked if they could meet. The prick was silent before saying yes, fucker must know he is about to be questioned.
And boy, wasn’t he questioned.
He had to admit, getting all in another alpha’s face was brave. Especially one that reeked of sugary lemon rut. At least, the beginnings of one.
“Since when have you been trying to court the fish, you dual fucker.” Seeing Sollux’s shocked and confused face would have made him laugh any other time, but right now. He was irritated. Eridan had been so happy that he, Kanaya, Gamzee and Sollux had been treating him like a friend and not some fuck toy or burden. Yet, here was Sollux, being a sneaky little bastard. Sollux was broad, taller than Karkat, ivory skin with a yellow tint, jet black hair in a weird style, and lastly., he had one blue eye, and one red, both in working order and both should have seen how Eridan would feel if he knew Sollux was trying to get in his pants.
“I, what the hell does dual fucker even mean?” He was exasperated, and it only irked him more.
“You. You got close to him knowing how insecure he feels, and you are here wanting to bang him. Sorry, no, mate him.” He may have growled out the last two words.
“Listen asshole, you don’t know shit.” Oh, yeah, his rut was definitely coming in. His usually chill demeanor was losing out to his stupid testosterone. “Then explain.”
“I don’t have to explain shit to you. You’re not a leader anymore, you’re just a pain in everyone’s ass. Acting all high and fucking mighty. Have you told John about how YOU want to court him? Oh, right, MATE him I mean.” Old Karkat might have flipped a table, screamed, cursed, and thrown in some middle fingers. Yet, all he could do was look at Sollux with hurt. He knew he was also struggling in this new world, and with these new bodies. He had lashed out at most of his crew often, but boy doesn’t he know what to strike when upset. He did it to Feferi first when he told her to stop acting like a spoiled princess, and then Aradia. He even went off on Nepeta and told her to stop acting like an animal. He has bullied everyone away.
“That was low.” It was the only thing he could think of.
Shame took over Sollux’s face, at least he seemed to look guilty. “I’m sorry.”
He mumbled. An awkward silence took over the room for what felt like an hour before he continued.
“I didn’t talk to him for that reason.” He started, “It’s just, with all the troll stuff gone. I got to actually hear and see him. Eridan. The fucking dork likes magic, and table games. He goes ham in Monopoly by the way.” His face was soft, and he even had a small smile as he stared off. “He knows random sea facts, and likes reading cheesy romance stories. It just happened Kar. His calming scent of ocean sandalwood grounded the fragrance with a smooth, slightly salty woodiness. The warm sage added an herbal richness, while eucalyptus zest brought a sharp, invigorating edge that cut through the softer notes. Finally, with that hint of coconut. It provided a subtle creamy sweetness that softened and got sweeter over time. I started to want it everywhere, on my things, and even on me.” He suddenly looked so heartbroken, “I do want to court him, but I can’t handle the thought of him saying no. I weirdly want to bond him to me for life, I want to bite into that soft neck, and nuzzle him to sleep while he tells me how he admires the strength of seahorses.” Damn. The man was obsessed. “I went over today, and he looked tired. His hands looked clammy, and he said he didn’t have an appetite. An hour in, Gamzee had suddenly sat between us during our movie session. He started hugging Eridan like he was going to float away, and even glared at me. I swear Kar, once the scent finally registered and Eridan was huddled over. The only thing on my mind was to get him comfortable. I went to move him, and Gamzee started to growl at me. I am ashamed, but I ran. His scent was so creamy, and smooth; but the smell of pain destroyed me. Do…do they all experience that? Will he really have to go through that monthly? He looked so miserable.”
Well, he wasn’t expecting any of this. Not Sollux’s intense love confession and his admission to running away from Gamzee. Eridan was the first one out of the newfound omegas to wake up, and he was the only one for a full month. He had to experience most of everything by himself. Everyone tried to help him, and tried to understand. The guy just looked so shocked and confused. He even ran away from the hospital which scared the shit out of everyone. Out there, he experienced something bad. He has never outright said it, but he had returned to the hospital with a bite on his forearm and some of his clothes torn. What scared everyone the most was his soulless eyes. His light brown hair was disheveled, his purple eyes looked dull, and his lightly tanned skin was ever so pale. We all have a theory as to what happened. He had looked at most of the alphas in the group in disgust. He was the only one that even tried to dance around, and figure out his comfort zone at first. Seeing how lonely he looked, everyone else tried too. Vriska even tried to be nice, but her impatience made her leave him alone. She didn’t want to hurt him anymore than she had to. Which was very shocking to hear her say. Terezi, Nepeta and Aradia started to make little crochet items to give him. Which he still has in his room, but they can’t keep much of a conversation with him. That’s when he asked for Sollux to help him out, and he did. Begrudgingly, it started off in small messages. Then they found an interest, and slowly, Eridan let in Sollux. They had been dancing around the friend word for a month when Eridan finally said that he and Sollux were good friends. Then Gamzee woke up.
Gamzee, Gamzee, Gamzee. Tavros, a beta, was the one by his side when he woke up. He apparently knew it was Tavros right away, and panicked. His heart rate had gone through the roof, and he had a meltdown. The nurses, and doctor apparently had to give him Haldol. A shot in his bottom, and they had given him mood stabilizers as he was often in a state of psychosis. Everyone had thought it best to wait before telling him about how he was an omega. He was already losing his mind around his modified outward appearance. He was still tall, lanky, fluffy curly black hair, but now just had tanned skin. Gamzee wasn’t dumb though, he knew something was off when it came to smelling people. Gamzee would be diagnosed with bipolar disorder, which was a whole new thing he had to learn about. If it would help any of his family, he would learn it all. He harped on Gamzee to take his medication, and go to his weekly therapy sessions. Which he has recently been great with. Maybe because he and Eridan would have a talk. He was prepared for Gamzee to lose it as Eridan explained a few new things about what he was, and the odd things they will be set to go through. Much to his shock at the time, he didn’t react. Until he did, a week later when Tavros once again came into the picture. Karkat thought it was best to have Tavros wait for Gamzee.
Anyways, Sollux has only been around Eridan for four or three months now and he is this smitten? Something is telling Karkat those feelings might have lingered a little before, but he will let it slide. This was Eridan’s first heat, which thankfully took a bit of time to get here, but still too damn early. None of them were prepared for it yet. He tried messaging Gamzee to figure out what they might need to bring to help, but he was promptly ignored. He hopes Gamzee is there as a helping hand and not as another stressor.
Ugh, he is a chaos coordinator at this point. His life is one stress after another. He decided to message Kanaya a quick update, before sitting down next to Sollux in his weird dark brown loveseat.
“He will figure it out like I did, you know? He, Gamzee, and Kanaya have a crazy good sense of smell.” He voiced as delicately as he could while being exhausted.
“I have an inkling he knows already.” The broad man muttered, which Karkat could only raise a brow at.
“He has been a little more flustered than usual, or movie dates, or sessions as often, and he sits with a pillow or away from me recently.” He sounded like a sad cat being denied love.
“Maybe he is waiting for you to say something? Or maybe Gamzee told him something.” It’s been a bit of a problem. Eridan takes everything Gamzee says with face value.
“Or maybe he thinks I won’t be his friend anymore when he rejects me.” Sollux had such a heartbroken expression. Karkat could only stare at him. A silent question in the air.
“No. I would not stop being friends with him. What do you take me for Kar?” He looked at Karkat with a betrayed expression. “Sorry, it’s a fair thought to have.”
“Would you do that to John?” Ouch, okay, he gets it. Again with knowing how to strike. Silence hung in the air for a bit before Karkat had started to laugh pitifully.
“Man, we’re a couple of lovestruck fools.” Sollux joined the laughing, and it slowly fell into soft tears.
Notes:
This might be my roughest work, but I was working towards practicing horny writing. Thank you for reading. Q-Q
Chapter 4: Chapter 4: John
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Dave was hot. John could not deny it any longer. The dude was absolutely striking. His shades had been off for three weeks now, and seeing his full face hasn’t been good on his new omega heart. Curse it. His shitty smirk always reached his eyes, and had that I know everything twinkle. Sleeping with both of them has also been rough. He wakes up every morning on their side, and he knows he must be all over them in the morning. He swears he starts off the night three pillows away from them. Luckily, it seems like they don’t mind. Thank fuck. One thing he was trying to get accustomed to was smelling people. He could smell Dave when he didn't sleep with him the prior night, and vice versa with Karkat. It made him flustered when he thought maybe he couldn’t smell them when he slept with them because he smells like them. He waved off that thought, because he should be able to smell them still. Right? Who knows. He has to get a blow up mattress or sleep on the couch, at least, he would like to. One night he tried to sleep on the couch. It was quite cozy, and the living room was just the right amount of cool. Yet, he couldn’t get his brain quiet. He kept feeling like he was missing something, and it ate at him. He didn’t realize the whole night had flown by until the two of them checked in on him. He crashed in Karkat’s room right after laying on his bed. His thoughts were quieter, and he felt much calmer. Weird. He was on a mission today, and that mission was to interrogate Eridan and Gamzee. Karkat had brought up how lonely John must feel cooped up in their apartment all day, and told him that Eridan could use an extra buddy. He agreed, and said cabin fever was getting to him. It wasn’t true though. Honestly, he loved the quiet. He even started to binge K-dramas and was watching candle making videos. Maybe all the chaos over the years had tired him out, and he wanted to live a retirement lifestyle. He was only twenty one and wanted to sleep all day and live like an eighty year old.
He was happy to learn Eridan’s apartment was only a fifteen minute walk away. When he had reached the door though, his sudden energy was gone. He wanted to go back home already. He was going to knock a tired knock until he saw a little box that was sitting right by the door. The top part has a small, round lens, like a camera? Below that, there was a button, flat and glowing slightly, like it was waiting for someone to press it. So, he did. It sang a little chime, and after five minutes. Someone answered the door. He assumed it was Eridan. As a human he was tall and lithe. He had a certain elegance to his frame. Almost regal in how he carried himself. His light brown hair would be styled neatly, with a single blonde streak styled up. His eyes were still a striking purple. Those eyes were deep and intense. They usually would always seem to be calculating or just a little bit aloof and gave him an air of pride, but they just looked so tired now. His presence still commands attention, but not as intimidating as it had been originally. He was quite pretty. It took him a second of admiring Eridan to notice Gamzee next to him. Gamzee was tall and lanky, with long limbs. His curly, fluffy black hair was wild around his face, untamed and thick which gave him an almost ethereal and wild look. His purple eyes are also striking. They were full of intensity but had a slight edge to them like he was unsure about John. His tanned skin glows subtly. His whole appearance exudes a kind of lazy grace. Which was quite different from his original form. They seemed to examine him as he was doing to them. Not knowing what to do, he bowed his head lightly as he introduced himself to them once more. They both exchanged a glance before moving to allow him in. This was so awkward. They never were really close as it was, and now he is in their home sitting on a couch while they sit across from him on another couch. He was silent before popping his mouth and asking what was probably a terrible opener.
“How’s being an omega treating you both?” He smiled nervously, and could feel himself sweat as Gamzee’s brows tensed together silently and Eridan awkwardly took a sip from his coffee mug. Once he put it down, he finally looked at John.
“How is it treating you?” His face was utterly neutral and his intensity reminded John of Draco from Harry Potter.
“Uhh. Actually, I think harder than I care to admit.” He was here to hang out with other omegas, and what’s the harm in being honest with others who might understand. Eridan’s eyes widened, and Gamzee was looking at him now instead of past him.
“Do…do you often feel like you’re missing something? Like, since I woke up, I have had this ache in my chest, and stomach. I asked the doctor about it, and he only chuckled like it was something I should know.” That and he can’t seem to sleep alone anymore, wants to bury himself in his roommates clothes, and was terrified of getting a heat.
“Well, it’s not your stomach darling.” Eridan’s face was much softer now, and almost seemed to have a touch of pity in them.
“The theory is that we are still getting used to having a uterus, I mean. Our bodies literally modified themselves. Unless it gets worse, it’s nothing. Now the ache in your chest…” He trailed off, and started to look around the room like he was trying to find the answer.
“The theory is,” Gamzee mocked Eridan’s previous tone, “Is that you found someone you want to bond with or just have heart palpitations.” His face looked bored now, and Eridan looked uncomfortable. The air was weird, and curse his nosy nature.
“Are you two bonded?” Eridan looked at him in shock while Gamzee burst out in laughter.
“What in the world gave you that idea?” Eridan asked like it hurt him.
“I don’t know. The vibes are weird!” He shrugged, and raised his hands in defense. Gamzee was still laughing as he got up, and sat next to John. His laughter eventually died down, and Eridan looked tired.
“I tried to be proper, and here you go asking a weird question. Vibes? What? Can’t you smell us? We smell nothing like what you smell like.” He soothed his hair down.
“Smell?” He sniffed himself, “I stink? I took a shower!” He whined. He heard Gamzee’s little sniffs in his direction.
“Yeah, we can smell that you, Karkat, and Dave are a thing.” He said casually, which would have knocked John on his ass if he weren’t already sitting.
“What are you talking about?!” He shouted before whispering, “A thing??”
The two of them looked at each other in confusion before looking at John. It was Eridan’s turn to lean in and whisper, “Are you three, like, sex pals then? I know humans had that type of thing before the merge.”
“No! No! No! We haven’t even hugged each other, muchless, have s….s..s..s..sex!” He was twenty one, sex shouldn’t be a taboo word for him.
“Weird. You smell like them. Like, it’s really strong.” Gamzee had an eyebrow raised in disbelief.
“I swear! I haven’t even been able to touch myself, much less let someone else.” He voiced loudly in defiance.
“John Egbert! You mean to tell me that you have never touched yourself?” Both men looked shocked. Oh my great fucking gravy John. Such an idiot.
“I. No. It’s scary, okay! I grew up in a religious household, and feel guilty everytime I get hard. Okay!” He was so flustered now.
“It’s okay! I haven’t either, John.” Eridan had his hand on John’s knee. “My reasoning was that I didn’t know that was a thing until I was a little older, and then didn’t have time. I then ... .I have a hard time getting the courage to do it.” Whew, John smiled shyly at Eridan’s honest tone.
“Well, you both are really fucking missing out. Especially with the new omega shit. Man, touching your, oh, ass does wonders. Especially when you find the good button.” John could only laugh at Gamzee’s pleased face, and Eridan’s face of disgust.
“You do it while I am here? Gross Gamzee!”
“Hey, you never leave. I do it in my own room. I even hid the thing I use for that extra, stretch.” He had a smirk now as he began to tell John how to prep, and despite Eridan’s original disgust. He too leaned in to listen.
Yeah, they’re both weird, but it’s nice.
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John wanted to die. He was speed walking home and attempting to avoid eye contact with everyone in their elevator. Thanks to Eridan and Gamzee, he has now learned that in their new world. Anyone with a nose can smell another’s arousal. Not just arousal, but when scared and sad too. But the arousal has him utterly terrified. As Gamzee had given them tips on how to touch down there. He apparently started to release that, ‘I am aroused scent.’ They thought his horrified face was cute, and hugged him. They then also scented him, which was a cool thing to learn. But, he is still too horrified to say anything when he knows that Dave and Karkat have definitely smelt him. He had woken up from wet dreams, morning wood, and new wetness. Which, as Eridan had told him. Alphas are the best at sniffing out. So humiliating! They need so much candy for never embarrassing John about it. Man, he wanted to die. As soon as he got the door open to his apartment, he breezed past the living room, completely ignoring Dave who was on the couch with a computer and straight to the hallway shower. As soon as he was in, he stripped off his clothes and hopped into a cold shower. His skin wanted to fly away, but damn if it didn’t help his horny thoughts. After Gamzee’s little ass play tips lesson. He has been imagining his roommates doing the things Gamzee said. He slapped his cheek. What a gross guy he felt like. They had been so nice to let them into their home, feeding him, and not even trying to push him out to the couch. Yet, here he is imagining them fondling his ass or even imagining what a knot both looks much less feels like. Gosh. The cold shower started to feel a bit warm to him now, and so his thoughts went back to the google pictures of knots he had seen. Gamzee also showed him some toys he could Amazon to his house. “The fuckers arrive in two days flat, man.” He had growled out at both of them.
He couldn’t!
What if his dead dad’s spirit is watching?
What if…
What if…
What if…
What if…
Fuck it.
John shifted the showerhead, keeping the water going, he promptly hopped out and grabbed a small towel. Setting it on the rim of the tub as he slid down. Oh man, was he really going to do it. The shower was sprinkling only at his feet now, and he hoped that will hide any embarrassing noise from his own ears.
After a couple of minutes hyping himself up, he bit the bullet and closed his eyes. His right hand reached for a nipple, and he almost wanted to giggle. He touched it so lightly that it was ticklish. As he put a bit of pressure behind his touch, and went in a circular motion like Gamzee had mimicked to offend Eridan. Oh, a soft breath came from him. Maybe.
Maybe it won’t be as hard to do as he thought. Using his other hand to lightly trail down his stomach until he reached his penis. He bit his lip as touching there was still a bit scary. After feeling his nipples harden, and become more curious. His touch was light at first, and he jolted a bit at his own touch. He used one finger to feel around, and the touch was too little. He gripped it, and stroked it upwards. A little gasp left him, much to his embarrassment. “So, that’s what it feels like.” He whispered to himself. His hand was warm, and the water gave an easy glide. He wished he knew how to explain it to himself, but it just felt good. He could feel another part of him twitching in anticipation. His mind started to wander, if this is how good both of these feel. How would it feel down there? Gamzee said that there was a ‘button’ inside, and that it felt great. He moved his left hand up to play around with his other nipple as the other was starting to slightly sting, and freeing his right hand to slowly read down between his cheeks. He stroked around until he found his entrance, and almost felt embarrassed that he had to search for it. It had sticky wetness to it. So, that’s slick. It was sticker than he imagined, but did start to see how really slick it was when he was able to pop a finger in quickly. Oh man, it shouldn’t be that easy. His body had jolted slightly, and he seemed to clench on himself. Maybe he went in too early. It was weird, his body was so wet and warm inside. He could feel his insides, and felt every time he clenched and spasmed. Is this really pleasurable? It was uncomfortable to feel his insides, at least, until he touched a rubbery feeling lump and he gasped. He pulled his finger out in shock as his body spasmed a bit, and he could feel the twitching. Oh man, he opened the door to a new world. He slowly eased two fingers in this time, and he understood what stretch Gamzee might have been referring to. His left hand had left his chest and was now holding his thigh back as he stroked his insides. He started to fondle that rubbery spot in different ways. Circular motions made him want to sob, back and forth seemed to give two sensations that made him want something bigger and that shocked him. He reached for that small towel and shoved it into his mouth as a small moan had echoed off the wall. He tried another way which was to push into hard, and thanked his past self for the towel as he yowled with it in his mouth. He slid in another finger, his horny brain taking over as he moved them in all the ways that made him start to sob. He suddenly tightened up, and came from his penis. His body started twitching and felt a bit sensitive after attempting to rub at it again. He pulled his fingers out, and spit out the towel as he laid there in a state he has never felt before. It was like he was exhausted, yet, floating. John could get used to this. He almost wanted to just fall asleep, but after a good couple of minutes, he forced his body up. He felt naughty, but he used the same towel that was muffling him earlier to wipe down his body. He wanted to make sure he got every bit of the, ‘I’m horny’ scent off of him. All while fantasizing about touching himself with a toy he saw on amazon. Man, the horny fiend in him was definitely opened. He sat on the toilet with shaky legs for a bit after the shower to calm his brain down, and regretted running straight into the shower as he had forgotten to get extras. After picking his clothes off the floor and throwing them into the hamper. He wrapped himself in a towel and prayed.
Chapter 5: Chapter 5: Dave
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He had been typing away on his computer when the apartment door swung open with force. There stood a very strong smelling John. It made Dave’s hair raise. It was of buttercream vanilla with grape, and oceany coconut. That isn’t what really alarmed him. No, what alarmed him was the smell of arousal and the way John ran to the bathroom where he then slammed that door. John had just blown through the apartment like a horny tornado. What the hell?
He had heard the shower turn on when he went by to listen in. After a creepy minute, he realized he was being a freak and walked away. He started to pace in the kitchen area, what the hell was that about? It kept running through his mind. He was just at Eridan and Gamzee’s house. That’s all, and it was for only an hour or so.
He was still passing when Karkat had come home. He heard the apartment door open, and sped walked over with a grumpy stomp.
“What did you send John to do at Eridan’s apartment?” He had his arms crossed, and was totally acting like a brat now.
“What the hell has you all pissy? He just went over to talk with them.” Karkat brushed past him with a confused face.
He was tapping his foot angrily now, “Well, he came back from their apartment smelling really horny and went straight to the shower. He had their scents all over him. Also, he has been in there for a good thirty minutes now.” Karkat had paused for a second, only to turn around, and with a tired face, “You’re ridiculous. Omegas scent each other all the time, and maybe all the touching overstimulated him or something. Just ask.” Karkat had started to walk away, and Dave was right behind him as they heard the hallway shower stop. He paused, before remembering that John went straight in there. He was about to bolt to grab a quick pair of clothes for John when the door opened. John was flushed red, and holding a towel around just his waist. Of course Dave, he is a guy, why would he hide his very red perky nipples. Look away Dave. Be the best bro and get those clothes for him. Despite being freshly washed, the smell started back up again. It was the smell of arousal, and this time. It was just Dave and Karkat in front of him. John made eye contact with the both of them before suddenly getting even redder, how? He used a hand to cover himself subconsciously. He walked awkwardly to the duo, and quietly asked if could borrow a shirt from Dave and sweats from Karkat and then walked to the hallway closet where they had a drawer inside of extra clothes for him. They had bought some new underwear for him when he had come, and only a couple of sleep shorts and a shirt or two. It seems they have totally forgotten to take him shopping, mental note, take the cutest man shopping tomorrow. He then went to his room where he grabbed a shirt, and then sped walk to give to the boy. After Karkat had handed him bottoms, the both of them stood there and watched him. John had to awkwardly say excuse him before the idiots moved. Damn it Dave, get it together.
An awkward cough from Karkat, “Well, I am going to cook dinner.” He could hear the footsteps as he walked away. Dave’s brain was silent for a bit, before another voice came from his brain telling him he should breed the omega.
He promptly punched himself in the face.
Damn it.
Dave understood now, his rut was coming. He too went and took a shower.
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After getting dressed from his impromptu shower, he wandered to the kitchen table and sat where a plate had been so nicely set for him. A small gasp from John, and shocked eyes from Karkat had told him he must have hit himself hard. His nose was throbbing slightly.
“Did you fall?” John had yelped in shock.
“Ah, no, don’t worry about it John.” He smiled as softly as he could, and John looked horrified. Man, he was really fucking this all up.
“Dave, is it?” Karkat glanced at John and then back at him. “Well, we’re all adults living together. Is your rut coming?
“Seems so. I hate this shit.” He wanted to run for miles, but also curl up and cry. Very annoying time.
“Need anything for prep?” Karkat looked so bored about the ordeal that he wanted to laugh, they’ve both had about four ruts while living with each other and have learned what to do a bit better each time.
“Nah, I still have enough of what I need.” Although, he would like one more thing; the deep voice in his brain supplied. He snuck a glance at John, and was a bit taken aback by his curious face. A question popped in his head, would his rut be different while John was here? An omega, one that was obviously healthy, and one that he had deep feelings for. He can already hear his, ‘alpha’ or whatever whining for John’s approval. How whiny and pitiful will he be with John around. When he first heard about ruts, he just assumed it’d be a masturbate off. Much to his horrible experience, the whole wanting to desperately find your mate is what really controls the rut. Yes, he is horned up, but it’s mostly a crying fest and whimpering. It's like your mate is locked in the bathroom rejecting you, and you can’t get off because they aren’t there to allow you. He thought maybe he was the only one that reacted that way, but Karkat, Dirk, Roxy, and even fucking Sollux agreed with him. Rose, said she has mellowed out a lot during her ruts now that she and Kanaya have bonded. She said that her ruts are filled with having enough ‘libido’ to serve their partners and that all of the alphas attention is making sure their mate is satisfied. So, ruts seem to be partner oriented and it makes sense that if someone doesn't have one that their alpha feels like a failure and wants the host to suffer too. Basically, a large pain in the ass when unmated.
So, would his alpha beg John to mate him? Ugh, he would hate that. He doesn’t want to make John uncomfortable or make him feel like he has to do something. That, and he always gets a bit territorial and gets pissy at Karkat during this time. Which, although Karkat understands. His own alpha doesn’t want to back down. He doesn’t want John to see that side of them either. That, and shit, what if it triggers John’s heat? He doesn’t know how he would handle knowing he was in pain while in a rut would do. Fuck, he might have to call Roxy, or Dirk, or maybe even Porrim or Damara. He is not their biggest fan, but heck, maybe Kankri would know from an omega’s point of view. He’ll give his idiots a try before touching that hornet nest.
“What’s a rut like? Would I be bother?” He would be pulled out of his thoughts, and John had such a face of concern that it was so pure and Dave knew he had to share a bit of honesty.
“I’ll be honest, I am not the best person during my rut. I get pissed off with Karkat in my space, and cry like a fucking baby. I am more worried about you though. My rut could trigger your heat, and I want you to push that off as long as you can.” John had the sweetest oh face as he looked at his barely touched meal. He looked deep in thought while Karkat sighed, “I could ask a certain fucker if anything like that might happen.” So we had the same thought, he must also be worried about John since Karkat is never excited about hearing Kankri’s rants. After all the presentation stuff happened, they had apparently been on the planet longer than their own crew. Which was a shock to them all, and they seemed to have figured out a lot more than us. While in truth, most of the group was actually fine. Meenah had been a huge pain in the ass upon finding out that so many of our crew had become omegas, and is even one of the reasons for Eridan, Gamzee, and Feferi’s new complex in regards to their new sex. She had immediately tried to assert a new hierarchy, and some in her crew were okay with that while others had immediately gotten defensive. It was a huge headache, and most of us just try to avoid any of them from that group. Damara, an alpha in this world, had bonded with Horuss who was an omega. She had voiced that he had always been such a darling, and wanted Rufio to court him and beg for her forgiveness before taking him as their mate. Rufio is a beta, and would eventually be bonded to the duo. They are against Meenah, as well as Porrim, and Kankri. At least in the beginning, who knows what has changed. Kankri and Porrim have been the ones to inform them the most about their new bodies, and how everything works.
“I could ask Eridan and Gamzee if they’d let me crash with them for a bit. If that relieves any stress!” He said it in such a cheerful tone. No John. That does not relieve any stress. If anything, it’s adding stress and reminding him of what John was like when he first came home.
“Do anything fun while there?” His deadpan voice and face were on full display, and he felt bad that his body fell back into his poker face of defense once seeing John being taken aback.
“Do? We didn’t really do anything, but talk. Oh! We did scent each other! I had no idea that was a thing! Could us three do that?” He was excited to share, and a bit of guilt started to twist in his guilt. He is becoming an asshole and he doesn’t like it.
“John, did they talk to you about scents?” Karkat had asked, oh, please don’t tell him that I smelt his arousal when he got home. If he did get aroused while scenting, he will definitely not do it with them.
“Like, how does everyone have their own individual scent?” He replied so fast, and bit his lip. Was, was John not being truthful? Oh? The way John’s eyes averted told him they both told him something.
“You learned that from Kanaya.” Karkat supplied while keeping a dead set gaze on John. His scent started to warp due to some stress that apparently Karkat was putting him under.
“Yeah, well, they just went into a little more detail. That’s what I meant.” John Egbert, you are lying. He can hear it in the way he wavered and his cheeks are now a touch pink.
Karkat kept a stern gaze on the small man, was Karkat going to tell him about how we know about the mornings he wakes up aroused? Or was he also deep down worried about John coming home smelling aroused and then suddenly wanting to go to their place.
“Okay! Okay! I am sorry! It’s not like I can control my dreams nor my reaction. I didn’t know smelling if someone was horny was a damn thing, I mean come on! I also didn’t know alphas were the best at it either! I will sleep on the couch if it makes you both uncomfortable.” Ah, there goes the Egbert dam. He burst into a confession and had watery eyes. What an adorable crybaby.
“We’re not mad John, and you can still sleep with me. Just wanted you to not freak out if you smell me one day.” Karkat had said it in his most mature voice, but as he lifted his cup to his face, he smirked, “Omegas are the best at sniffing out alphas too.” And took a drink like he didn’t drop a bomb. Karkat! John looks like a cherry! He’ll pop!
“Yeah, man, you don’t have to become an eunuch. We’re all living beings.” He attempted to cool down John.
“Have,” John started, before swallowing, “We are friends, right?” He was still cherry red, and precious looking, but hearing friend killed him. Karkat nodded, and all Dave could do was take a drink from his own cup. Gross, Karkat put coke instead of Dr. Pepper in it.
“Okay, so, have you both masturbated?” He spit a bit of his drink, before choking on what he managed to swallow. Karkat was having a coughing fit while turning red.
“I thought trolls might have been more casual in bringing it up as Gamzee brought it up three sentences into conversation.” He was suddenly acting all shy, and Dave couldn’t help the side eye he gave Karkat.
“No! Well. I mean.” Poor man released the deepest sigh in his life, “Fucking obviously John. I’m twenty one, I have experimented with both bodies. Happy?”
John was looking at Dave now, you have got to be kidding me. With an eye roll to the highest point in his brain, “John, there is a reason why I have a drawer that I said to leave alone.” Was all he could say. John suddenly looked a little down.
“I really am behind.” How did the topic of masturbation get sad?? “I just learned today how to actually do. It.” Dave wanted to fly away now, do it? It? Sex?? Or masturbation?? He hadn’t meant to say it out loud, but he was a bit flabbergasted right now.
“Masturbate. Dad had always said only bad boys do that. That if I wanted to see hell, I would avoid touching myself and I did. Even as I got older I felt ashamed of the thought, but Gamzee went on about a special button and I got curious and now I feel all weird after doing it. “ He looked so honest that he wanted to scream. John had just said the saddest thing, and the hottest thing. Sad that he seems to have religious trauma, but fuck he just admitted that he masturbated today. Wait, is that why he took forever in the bathroom? Fuck dude, that was oddly doing things to him. Chill out fucking horn dog. He just said this conversation was as friends, friends talk about this shit all the time and John’s dad is probably why they have never had this conversation before. Damn, Karkat’s scent was starting to ripen. Crap, his might be too. Fuck.
“Weird, like, emotionally? Or physically?” Yeah, good job Dave. Keep up the convo instead of staring at John like weirdo Karkat was doing.
“Oh, emotionally I am great. Almost like I am a bit on a high, but physically. I feel like I can’t stop twitching and like I am open. Is that normal?” He looked so damn worried, but he never was brave to touch his backdoor. So, he has no fucking clue. Damn, well, at least his horny was leaving a bit as he was now also curious if that was normal.
“Open? Like, you, well, played with your ass? I mean, if you stretched it out, and are feeling on a high. It could just be relaxed, and you’re self aware as it’s your first time.” Karkat had spoken almost like Kankri, but if he said that he would so get punched.
“That makes a bit of sense. I wanted to make sure I didn’t accidentally harm myself back there.” John had said with a breath of relief.
“Does it hurt?” He was worried about that comment.
“No! Not at all, which I guess should be a sign that it’s not harmed.” He shrugged. Damn, his inner alpha wanted to see just how much he stretched himself out. Definitely not enough for a knot. Oh, but he would definitely get him there. Probably with his tongue first, his slick might taste like his scent and that would be addicting. He might cum without putting it in. Just lick him for hours.
Damn. His rut was eating his common sense. It must be approaching faster because John was here.
Karkat had awkwardly coughed while glaring at Dave and took a bite of his spaghetti. John had looked at Dave with curious eyes, and also began to eat his food.
Yeah, they both smell him. Damn it all.
Chapter 6: Chapter 6: Karkat - John
Notes:
I guess they just look longer on Google Docs. ;v;
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Karkat ~
Damn, his rut must also be close as he was about to do something horribly mean. He had in passing asked if Eridan, and Gamzee would let John live with them. Eridan had said that would be fine, and having another omega in the house could be fun and Gamzee just responded that he was precious and could get used to him. It was only having asked them if John could stay while Dave was in a rut, both who had responded absolutely. He even gave them his own blow up mattress.
Yes, the one they had kept hidden from him. Dave might kill him once out of his rut and finds out what he did. He shouldn’t make the decision for both of them, and well. He was also about to take away John’s decision for a choice too. Yeah, he was about to be a grade A asshole.
Once he pulled beside the curb for John to get out, and grabbed his backpack, Karkat handed a small box to him and drove off. Yeah. He was an asshole.
It was yesterday that the absurd idea had approached him. He had sat at his desk, his brow furrowed in concentration as he tapped the pen against the paper. Writing this letter wasn’t something he’d normally do, but for John? It had to be perfect. He’d been sitting on these feelings for far too long, well, they both had. Glancing over at Dave as he put dishes away, was completely oblivious to what Karkat was planning, he felt a mix of nervousness and determination. This wasn’t just about him, it was about them. They had both fallen hard for John, and now was the time to say it.
He took a deep breath and started writing.
Dear John,
Okay, this is going to be a little awkward and probably more than a little messy because it’s me, so bear with me for a second, alright?
There’s something I need to say, actually, something that we need to say. Yeah, you read that right. This isn’t just from me, even if Dave doesn’t know I’m writing this yet. (He will, and when he does, I'm sure he’ll have his own sarcastic commentary, but whatever, that’s not the point right now.)
The point is: we’ve both been in love with you for a long time. And before you freak out or overthink, let me explain.
It’s not something that happened all at once. It wasn’t some huge, dramatic moment. It just happened, little by little. One day, I realized I couldn’t look at you without feeling my chest tighten, without wanting to be close to you in ways that make me feel like a complete idiot most of the time. I tried to ignore it, of course, because that’s what I do when I have feelings. It didn’t work this time.
And then there’s Dave. He’s been in the same boat, probably for even longer than I have, though he’s better at pretending he’s all cool about it. But I know him. I know the way he looks at you. The way he gets quiet sometimes when you’re around, like he’s trying to hold back all the things he doesn’t know how to say. So, yeah, it’s both of us. We’re both a mess for you.
But here’s the thing: we don’t expect anything from you. We don’t want you to feel pressured or weird about it. We just… we wanted you to know. You deserve to know. We care about you, John; more than anything. Whatever you feel, however you want to respond, it’s okay. You don’t owe us anything. If all you want is friendship, then we’re fine with that. We just want you to be happy, with us or without us.
No matter what you decide, it won’t change how much you mean to us. We’re here for you, no matter what. Always.
So, uh… yeah. There it is. I’m probably going to regret not telling Dave about this sooner, but he’ll get over it.
You’re important to us, John. We just thought it was time you knew.
Karkat
P.S. Yes, I am being an asshole by leaving my phone with you. I am a coward, and want to hear your response in person. I also want a day to slam my head against the wall, and wait for Dave to get out his rut so he can kill me.
Karkat stared at the letter for a moment, his heart pounding. It wasn’t perfect, but it was honest. That’s what mattered. He folded it carefully, knowing the hardest part was still ahead. Actually giving it to John.
The box had the letter, a scented scarf full of his scent and a scented pillowcase from Dave, and lastly, his phone. What a fucking coward he was.
John ~
I wanted to kill him, beat the ever living shit out of him, and then kiss him. What an idiot.
My own feelings had always been there, but I admit. That religious life had always held a knife to his throat and anything his father had thought was sinful had terrified him. He had seen how the church had reacted to others who liked those of the same sex, and so he always shoved it down his own throat. Of course, with all the, ‘males can get pregnant’ now going all. That and all their deaths, and near death experiences. I finally said fuck it. I have loved the two idiots for a good while now, and I am tired of being afraid of saying it. Which is exactly what he would have told Karkat if he hadn’t been such a weenie. That fucking douchebag! Leaving me his phone and everything. Ugh, I want to strangle him. Anyways, he bolted to Eridan’s and Gamzee’s room with excitement he had so much to tell him.
I had knocked on the door, and was met with an equally happy Eridan.
“Hey!” We both said at the same time, which led to a short giggling fit.
“Oh, hope you don’t mind, Sollux is here for a short movie and then he will go home.” Eridan had said it while eyeing someone in worry, when I followed his line of sight. I saw a very pissed off Gamzee looking at who I assume was Sollux. He was broad. Had funny hair, and that’s all I could see from the back as the figure was seeming staring straight at the t.v. seeming to avoid Gamzee.
“No problem,” and I tried to lightly skip to sit next to Gamzee, and greeted both men. I was able to see Sollux better now. His broad shoulders gave him a solid, almost imposing build, making him appear both strong and steady. What stood out the most, though, were his eyes. One a vivid blue, the other a fiery red. They were sharp, piercing, and full of focus. His mismatched eyes created a captivating contrast, giving him an electric vibe. He was kind of intimidating. His thick brow rose as he looked at John, “Hey Egbert. Been awhile.” He smiled a bit, and I was better able to see his dual fangs. Not as large as when he was a troll, but still kind of a shock that he had double fangs. Eridan had joined the group, and sat next to Sollux. If Gamzee’s sour scent was anything to go by, he was unhappy with what was going on now.
“Hey, miracle boy, wanna come to my room?” Although he was asking me a question, his eyes were stuck to Sollux. Much to Eridan’s obvious discomfort.
“Yeah! I have something to tell you anyways.” I did, but had a feeling I wouldn’t be able to tell the man anything today.
Once I stepped into Gamzee’s room, immediately struck by how chaotic yet strangely peaceful it felt. The space was dimly lit, with colorful, mismatched tapestries draped over the walls, giving everything a hazy, dreamlike quality. Pillows and blankets were scattered around, as if Gamzee spent a lot of time lounging wherever he landed. The air was thick with the scent of juicy Concord grapes mixed with a hint of raspberry. There was a lingering sweetness, like raw sugar, but it wasn’t overwhelming. There were strange trinkets everywhere, odd knick knacks. The place had a lived-in, almost lazy feel to it, but not messy in the way John would expect, just... scattered, like Gamzee’s thoughts. I couldn’t help but notice how it all seemed to suit Gamzee perfectly; unorganized but somehow inviting, like he wasn’t trying too hard to make it presentable, but still wanted you to feel welcome. It was confusing and kind of relaxing at the same time, much like Gamzee himself.
Very, goblincore as the new kids say. I would laugh, him being a troll in the past and fitting the goblincore aesthetic. I don’t know why, but remembering Gamzee was a troll and all the crazy events we used to have. How did I become such a hermit? It seems like Gamzee had also become one too. Karkat, John, and hell Jake and Rose all seemed to move on. Eridan also seems stuck in the past.
A couple of tears slid down my face. Man, why am I crying? I am supposed to be comforting Gamzee. “Hey,” he gently grabbed my hand and led me to his so-called bed. He laid down and pulled me on top of him, it felt intimate, but I feel like I understood it wasn’t his intention. When he hugged me, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I started to cry, and his scent had suddenly taken on a soft sweetness to it. It was like the air was also hugging me. He started to kiss my tears, and rub circles on my back. He was so weirdly good at comforting, and I wanted to tell him as such, or even a thank you. Yet, the tears started to come harder. I could smell a small hint of panic in his scent. When he kissed me, I understood. It felt like a hug, but deeper for the soul. Such a weird way of explaining that. We kept it up for a bit, and eventually my body just tired itself out and all I could do was break the kiss and nuzzle his neck. I guess this is where that neck scent gland is that I keep reading about. Then, softly at first, a deep, rhythmic sound filled the space between us. Gamzee’s chest vibrating with a low, steady purr. It was a sound that wrapped around me like a blanket, soothing and warm. The purring wasn't loud or forceful, just a gentle hum, like a distant storm rumbling in the background, but it brought with it a strange sense of peace. Gamzee didn't say anything, just stayed close, letting the sound speak for him. The steady vibrations eased some of the tension in my shoulders, and slowly, the tears seemed to dry up. There was something oddly comforting in the way Gamzee's purring radiated through the quiet room, as if he was silently saying, “You’re not alone. I’m here.”
It was unexpected but effective, pulling me out of this odd sadness, bit by bit. He felt a little lighter, less burdened, just from the sound and the warmth of Gamzee’s presence. I know I should question what the hell the purring is about, but the purring, the hands rubbing my back, and the soft scent were all too good. I think the darkness overtaking me was meant to happen.
~
When I woke up, I was still on top of Gamzee who was now snoring softly. I could hear another person breathing beside us, and feel his arm. Eridan was cuddling the both of us now, and he was sound asleep. I didn’t want to wake either of them up, and decided to just try to go back to sleep. Luckily, it didn’t seem like too much trouble.
The next time I woke up. There was a soft Eridan playing with my hair, “Are you up sleepyhead?” He spoke in a low voice.
“I don’t know, I am quite comfy.” He snuggled into the warm body under him.
“Yeah, well, he needs to go pee and has been holding it in for thirty minutes praying you get up.” I flew from Gamzee, and practically threw myself onto Eridan while whining.
“Gamzee, I am so sorry.” He watched the lanky man stretch.
“Ain’t nothing but a thing, man. Feeling better?” Gamzee asked in a casual tone as he got up and headed towards the door.
“Much! Thank you so much Gamzee!” I could only shout as he walked out. A sudden question popped up as he felt Eridan’s arms wrap around my waist.
“Do, do you two kiss often?” I just had to confirm that it was a platonic thing, it felt platonic, but I don’t want any misunderstandings.
“Oh John, are you okay? He does that when he seems to run out of comforting things to say. He has done it to Tavros while a troll. Now as a human, he has done it with me, and even Karkat. He did it once with Kanaya too.” Eridan’s face was so soft as he looked at me with worry.
“Ah,” He blew a raspberry, “Yeah, I have just felt useless as of late. I don’t know how to explain it. I should love the break, we are all alive and happy, but, I was a leader and now. I am nobody.” Eridan nodded as I spoke, “I feel like I need to be on the frontlines of chaos or everything I do is pointless.”
“You sound like Karkat,” Eridan voiced with a soft sigh, “He has been trying so hard to keep us all a group for him to lead, but most in the group have voiced they don’t need his input.”
“I am happy to be at peace now, but I do understand a bit. It’s like, that’s it? All of that sacrifice, and then we’re done?”
“Yes! Also, I had no idea Karkat was feeling the same way.” I feel bad that I lived with him, and never noticed.
“You both seem horrible when it comes to talking about yourselves.” Eridan was giving him a judgmental look now.
“Hey, I just didn’t want to burden others. I will work on it.” The mood was heavy now, so, sorry Eridan. Gamzee came in and laid back down beside them.
“Since we’re being open. I masturbated for the first time. Thanks for the tips.” Eridan scoffed in disgust and tried to push me off as I laughed and Gamzee snorted.
“Get off of me, you’re as bad as him!”
“Okay, but it was actually pretty amazing. As amazing as Karkat confessing to me.” The room was suddenly silent. Gamzee looked surprised, while Eridan looked guilty. I climbed off of Eridan, before apologizing in a whisper.
“Why are you apologizing?” Gamzee was confused, but Eridan’s face didn’t change much.
“Did, did you like him?” I giggled at both of their grossed out faces, “No! I am just surprised you’re here and not there getting all knotted and happy.” Ew, Gamzee may actually be a perv.
“You both just looked at me funny when I said it.”
“No, I am actually surprised. Do you not like them?” Gamzee rose a brow while eyeing him.
“Oh, I do! But Karkat, the asshole confessed in a letter as he dropped me off and left his phone with me. He didn’t tell Dave he was going to confess and I didn’t want to spring that on him while he is in a rut. Plus, Karkat will need to be punished for being a coward.”
“Damn, that was pretty shitty of Karkat. No lie. Psh, use the vacuum for a fake hickey to make him mad. Jk, jk, don’t.” Who actually says, jk and not just kidding? Would a hickey be too mean? That might come across as a rejection if not careful.
“Are you prepared to bond with them?” Eridan’s tone was serious. They had technically been courting this whole time, and just not obvious about it. Well, not John level obvious. Apparently, I am one oblivious buffoon.
“I think I actually could. I hope it doesn’t hurt.”
“Gamzee, why don’t you like Sollux?” Oh, okay then. That was a weird turn. I want to go home. The vibes got very awkward.
Gamzee stared at the silent minute, before responding.
“It’s stupid.”
“If it makes you irked everytime you see him, then it’s not stupid.” Eridan responded quickly.
“Bond him, Eridan. I don’t like him because I am afraid he will take you away from me. I am just being a possessive asshole. I am afraid of being alone.” Eridan shot up and leaned over me to grab Gamzee.
“I wasn’t planning to leave you! We might not live together, but I swear I will still talk to you everyday. Phone, text, whatever! Gamzee, you were my first friend after we woke up.” Awe, they’re having a moment and I am here awkwardly third wheeling.
“You also have John now, and Karkat has stuck with you through worse.” Ah. There it is.
Chapter 7: Chapter 7: oH man
Notes:
Next chapter is the last chapter. I originally had so many plans for this, but got a bit meh about it and had an entirely different world in mind for these guys. If you are okay with giving me a second chance. I will make that story soon. I might also revise this, and try again as I had quite a few plans. I was using this to practice first person, hence the weird shift in some of the chapters compared to others. I also used this to practice writing smut, like the masturbation scene as well as the next chapters scenes. I wanted to get better at smut, and first person as it seems that is what most people prefer. I personally, don't look that deep into it, but had heard people say they only read first person. So, I wanted to practice. Thank you for all of your time!
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Dave
After the worst rut of my life, I had finally managed to deep clean my room, and now I felt a bit refreshed. I now know better than to let John’s scent linger on my blankets next time before a rut. Smelling him everywhere but not being able to touch him had been absolute torture for my whiny ass alpha self. Fucking punk. I couldn't wait to see him again. I’d sincerely missed every second we’d been apart. I literally counted the minutes. My dog brain was a total psycho. I found Karkat slumped over at the kitchen table, looking like he hadn’t slept in a week. He seemed like he was waiting for a death sentence, which was classic Karkat. What a drama king. This wasn’t even our first rut in the same house.
“Please give me a month to move and don’t kick me out immediately. I am an idiot and coward.” Well, that’s an amazing start to my great mood. Not. What the hell was he talking about? Kick him out? In this economy? Yeah, right.
“What happened now, Vantas?” I asked, raising an eyebrow as Karkat flinched at my voice. What the hell? He looked up at me, a mix of anxiety and frustration in his eyes. “I gave John a confession letter. I thought he deserved to know how we feel, but now I’m freaking out.”
“Wait, a confession letter?” I leaned back, surprised. “You seriously dropped that on him? How did you even deliver it?”
Karkat huffed, looking defensive. “I put it in a box with my phone so he wouldn’t be able to respond to me over a measly text. I also didn’t want to face him until your rut was over.”
“So you haven't heard anything at all?” I asked, piecing it together. Karkat shook his head, his expression shifting to worry.
Karkat groaned, raking a hand through his messy hair. “ What if he doesn’t want to be with us?”
“Or what if he does?” I countered, leaning in. “You’re worrying about nothing. Just be ready for his answer. You’ve got to trust that he cares about you, too.”
Karkat took a deep breath, visibly trying to regain his composure. “You really think he’d want to be with both of us?”
“Honestly? I think he would,” I replied, giving him a reassuring smile. “You just need to be ready for whatever he says.”
Karkat nodded, his determination returning. “Yeah. I’ll just wait for his response. Which, I will be getting as soon as I pick him up. You’re surprisingly calm about this.”
“Probably the post rut high, that and the dude told us about him stretching out his ass.,” I added with a smirk.
“Shut up,” he muttered, but I could see a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
As Karkat stood up to pace, I felt a mix of hope and anticipation. “You got this, Vantas. Just remember, John deserves to know how we feel, and you can handle whatever comes next.”
With that, he nodded, leaving the kitchen to pick up John. I watched him go, wishing him luck. Well, us luck. This whole situation might just turn out okay after all.
Karkat
If I could eat literal shit over facing my fear right now, I sincerely would. He saw John at where he left him, and he had his arms crossed with a pissed off face.
Fuck. I am dead, aren’t I?
I tried to give him a nice smile, but I am sure it’s wobbly at best. He didn’t not even bother to turn my direction once. His usual vanilla scent was smothered under strong grapes and coconut. Damn, they really helped him out in scaring me. I really fucked up to get them away from my side. Great.
Once I pulled into our apartment parking lot, I couldn’t wait any longer, I turned to him and in the most panicked way.
“I am so sorry! I was a total coward. I should have at least kept my phone with me, or told you face to face. It’s just you know, we’ve been friends for a long time, right?” I could feel the words tumbling out and shaky. “And you’re like, one of the best people I know. You’re smart, funny, and just… really great to be around. I liked you for a long time now, and then being with you again has blossomed what love really means. It hurts to think of you rejecting me, and that’s why I took the cowards way. I am sorry John, you deserved better.” Finally, the weight wasn’t so heavy on my chest anymore.
Hearing John suddenly laugh made my blood freeze. Good happy laugh or a mocking laugh? He couldn’t figure it out.
“You couldn’t have just said that? You had to do a drive by confession?” He was still laughing as he handed my phone back to me. Honestly, alL I could do was just stare at him in worry.
John:
After he had calmed down the laughter, he began to fidget nervously in the passenger seat of Karkat’s car. His heart had been hammering in his chest ever since Karkat had blurted out his confession. He hadn’t expected this at all, but hearing those words from Karkat, the guy he’d been secretly pining for, had thrown him for a loop.
Karkat had confessed. First by letter, and then by mouth. To him. He needed to say something, anything, before the silence became unbearable again.
John took a deep breath, swallowing down the nerves that bubbled up in his throat. His hands were trembling a little, but he managed to steady them. He glanced at Karkat, who was gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles were white. It was kind of endearing, seeing Karkat so worked up.
“Karkat,” John began softly, his voice quiet but steady. “I… I had no idea you felt that way. I mean, I always thought I was just imagining it. Like, there’s no way you’d like me, right? I figured you’d go for someone who had their act together more than I do.” Karkat opened his mouth to say something, but John shook his head gently, stopping him.
“No, let me finish,” John said, his voice growing a little stronger. “Because I’ve been feeling the same way for a long time now. I never said anything because I thought… well, I thought you’d laugh or tell me I was being ridiculous.” Karkat’s eyes widened, and John could see the surprise written all over his face.
“I’ve liked you for so long, Karkat. And not just in a ‘you’re my friend’ kind of way,” John continued, his heart pounding in his chest. “I mean, I love the way you’re so passionate about everything. How you care so much about the people around you, even when you pretend not to, and the way you always push me to be better, even when I’m being a total dork.”
John could feel his cheeks heating up, but he pressed on, his gaze locked on Karkat’s. “I didn’t know how to say it before. I thought it’d mess everything up, and I didn’t want to lose you. You’re one of the most important people in my life, Karkat. I couldn’t stand the idea of things being weird between us.”
He let out a shaky breath, trying to calm his racing heart. “But hearing you say it… hearing you tell me you feel the same… I don’t know, it just makes everything make sense. I’ve been scared for no reason.” Karkat stared at him, his eyes wide and lips slightly parted. For once, the usually loud-mouthed alpha was completely speechless.
“I’ve wanted this for so long,” John whispered, a small, nervous smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “I want us, Dave included in the us, Karkat. If you still want that, too.”
The silence that followed felt like it stretched on forever, but John held his breath, hoping and waiting for Karkat’s response. He’d finally said everything he’d been holding back for so long, and now it was out there; raw and real. His heart was on the line.
Karkat blinked a few times, still processing John’s words. Then, a slow smile crept onto his face, one that made John’s heart skip a beat.
“Are you serious?” Karkat finally muttered, his voice hoarse. “You’ve also been holding all that in this whole time?” John nodded, his chest tightening as he felt a wave of emotion rise in him. “Yeah. I’m serious.”
Karkat let out a shaky laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. “You’re such an idiot.”
John couldn’t help but laugh a little too, relief washing over him as Karkat’s words sank in.
“But, uh… you’re my idiot, I guess,” Karkat added, his voice soft but full of warmth.
John’s heart swelled, and without thinking, he reached across the console and took Karkat’s hand. His touch was hesitant at first, but when Karkat didn’t pull away, John felt a rush of happiness. It was like all the tension between them melted away, replaced by something lighter, something real.
“I want this too,” Karkat whispered, his thumb brushing over the back of John’s hand. “I’ve wanted this for a long time.”
John smiled, feeling a sense of peace settle over him. He’d finally said what he needed to, and Karkat had accepted it. Everything was finally falling into place.
For the first time in what felt like forever, John didn’t feel scared. He felt… happy. Complete.
~
By the time they got back home, John’s heart was still racing from his confession to Karkat. The car ride had been quiet, but not awkward. Just… filled with this electric, buzzing feeling that made everything feel lighter. He kept glancing at Karkat, who had the faintest smile on his lips as he parked the car. It was weird, but a good weird; like they had finally crossed this invisible line that had been hanging between them for too long. As they stepped out of the car and walked to the front door, John couldn’t help but think of Dave. Dave who had no idea about any of this yet. The thought made his stomach flip with nerves. How was he going to tell him now? After everything he’d just poured out to Karkat? His courage could only stretch so far. But something inside him told him he couldn’t wait. Dave deserved to know just as much. He couldn’t keep this from him, not when he felt the same way about both of them and knew from the letter that he most likely feels the same. John didn’t want any confusion between them, no secrets. He wanted everything out in the open. Once inside, Karkat had barely dropped his keys on the counter when John spotted Dave lounging on the couch, headphones in, scrolling through his phone. His heart clenched. Dave, with that stupid laid back air of his, totally unaware of the emotional whirlwind John had just gone through.
“Karkat,” John whispered, tugging on his sleeve. “I’m gonna talk to him.” Karkat blinked, surprised, but nodded. “Okay.” His voice was low with a small smile.
Karkat then winked at him before walking away, leaving John to face Dave alone. John swallowed hard, gathering his courage as he crossed the room.
“Hey, Dave,” John said, trying to sound casual as he sat down on the edge of the couch. He nudged Dave’s foot with his own, and Dave pulled out one earbud, glancing at him with a raised brow.
“What’s up, Egbert? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
John let out a nervous laugh. “Yeah, something like that…”
Dave sat up, eyes narrowing as he studied John’s face. “What’s going on? You’re acting all weird.” John rubbed the back of his neck, glancing away for a second before looking back at him. “I need to talk to you. It’s… important.”
Dave’s expression shifted from curious to serious, and he set his phone down. “Alright, spill. What’s going on?”
John took a deep breath, his palms sweating as he tried to steady his voice. “I just… I just told Karkat that I love him.”
Dave blinked, clearly caught off guard. “Whoa, what?”
“I know, I know, it’s a lot,” John rushed, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks. “But I’ve been keeping it in for so long, and I just couldn’t anymore. And the thing is… it’s not just him.”
“It’s you, too, Dave,” John said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I love you. I’ve loved you both for so long, and I didn’t know how to say it.” For a moment, there was only silence. Dave’s expression was unreadable, and John felt his nerves spike.
“I didn’t want to keep it from either of you anymore,” John continued, his voice soft but steady. “You both deserve to know how I feel. I know it’s a lot to drop on you like this.”
Dave leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he stared at John. “You’re telling me… you love both of us? Like, actually?”
John nodded, his heart pounding. “Yeah. I do.”
Dave shook his head, a small, knowing smile creeping onto his face. “Honestly… we’ve both been stuck on you for a long time now.”
John felt like the air had been knocked out of him. “Wait, what?”
Dave’s smile widened a bit. “Yeah. Me and Karkat? We’ve both liked you for a loooooonnnnng time, too. We’ve just been waiting for you to figure it out.”
Dave laughed, the sound light and easy. “I’m glad you finally said something. It’s been driving us both nuts.” John let out a breath, feeling a wave of warmth wash over him. “I can’t believe this…”
“Well, believe it, Egbert,” Dave said, his voice softening as he leaned in a little closer. “Because we’re both here, and we both love you, too.”
John’s eyes widened, his heart skipping a beat as he processed Dave’s words. “You… you love me?”
“Yeah, idiot,” Dave replied with a grin. “Of course I do.” John couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face, feeling like the weight of the world had just lifted off his shoulders. Everything he had been scared of, everything he had held back for so long, it was all falling into place.
“Karkat! Get your ass in here.” John couldn’t hold back his laughter at how quickly Dave shifted gears, and he even snorted when Karkat crept in like a kicked puppy. Ears down and all. He sat down on the opposite of Dave next to John.
“So, I love all the floaty cute vibes going on. But serious question.” His blonde brows were pinched together as he continued. “My rut just passed, Karkat’s is approaching in a couple of weeks.” A quick deep sigh was enough for John to figure out what the topic was about.
“Your heat will eventually come. I plan to court you for the rest of my life, as I am sure Vantas will too.” Karkat nodded next to him.
“But, you can wait a month or even eight or forty years before wanting to bond with us.” His eyes were open, and sincere. “We just need to plan, is that okay to talk about right now? We can wait until we’re closer to his rut, but I know we all like a good ol’ plan.” John hadn’t even noticed Dave’s hand moved until he felt his hand rubbing his back. He could get used to all this newfound touching in their new world.
“Well, we’ve known each other for about eight years now. I say,” Oh man, the lump in his throat was hard to swallow.
“I say why wait any longer, why not bond for my first heat?” He heard it’s miserable, and maybe it’s selfish to not have to struggle when he has two perfectly lovely alphas that he is deeply infatuated with.
The smell in the air was both ripe and crisp, a sudden musk that he just wanted to curl up took up all the oxygen in his lungs. He guessed they’re excited about his take.
“Really? John, that’s a huge commitment. Are you really okay with that?” Karkat’s words sounded panicked, but both his scent and face tell him he was oh so excited. John couldn’t help his chuckle, as he watched the man grip his own thighs hard. Glancing at Dave, he could tell the other was zoning out in a thought. Probably a dirty thought by the smell.
“Yes. I was willing to die for you both. I am so ready to bond our literal souls.” Yes, John would be so ready to do so. He loved them both, and he wished he had told them the first week he was awake.
Chapter 8: The Mating & Bonding
Notes:
Ahh, the smut. What I wrote this whole story for as practice. XD Anyways, thank you again! I hope it wasn't bad for a first time, and you could tell that my butt start to hurt from sitting.
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John absently rubbed the spot on his neck, the bite mark that Karkat had left just a few weeks ago still tingling with phantom warmth. It wasn’t sore anymore, but it still felt like a reminder; like Karkat had claimed a piece of him, and it was strangely comforting. The mark wasn’t just physical, it was like an anchor, grounding him in their weird, tangled, perfect relationship. Sitting between both of them on the couch, John felt like he could breathe easier. Karkat was on his left, and Dave on his right, the faint scent of spiced apple from Dave’s alpha scent mixing with the warmth of Karkat’s deep wild cherry. Their bodies were pressed close together, a quiet comfort in the shared space. They didn’t have to speak to know they were safe with each other.
He turned his head slightly, catching Dave’s eyes. The other alpha was looking at him with a lazy grin, eyes half lidded in that laid back way that always made John’s heart flutter. Dave leaned in closer, brushing John’s hair aside to expose the bite mark on his neck.
“Still feels good, doesn’t it?” Dave murmured, his voice low, almost teasing, as he ran his thumb lightly over the scar. “Karkat did a good job on you, man.” John flushed, a shiver running down his spine at the touch. He could feel the bond between the three of them buzzing just beneath his skin; something alive and electric, like he was linked to both of them in ways he could barely describe.
Karkat shifted beside him, his hand resting on John’s thigh. “Shut up, Strider,” he muttered, though his voice was softer than usual. He glanced at the mark himself, his brow furrowing slightly in that intense, focused way Karkat always got when it came to something important. “It’s supposed to feel good. I didn’t want to hurt him.”
“Didn’t hurt,” John quickly assured, leaning into Karkat’s touch. “It was… perfect.”
Karkat’s expression softened, the edges of his lips quirking into a shy smile. “Yeah, well… good.” John could tell Karkat wasn’t used to hearing praise, especially about something as intimate as a bonding bite. He reached out, giving Karkat’s hand a reassuring squeeze before turning his attention to Dave.
“And yours?” John asked softly, knowing it was Dave’s turn soon. They hadn’t fully completed their bond yet, but the thought of it, the anticipation of that final connection. It made John’s heart race.
Dave’s smirk softened, his red eyes locking with John’s. “You sure you’re ready for that, Egbert? I don’t want to rush you.”
“I’m ready,” John whispered, leaning closer to him. His whole body was buzzing with the need to feel that final connection, the last piece of the puzzle between the three of them. He wanted to be theirs, completely. Dave’s smirk grew just a little wider, but there was something softer in his gaze. He leaned in, pressing his lips gently to John’s neck, right beside where Karkat’s mark was. John’s breath hitched as Dave kissed the spot, his touch light but deliberate.
“I’m not gonna lie, this is gonna feel intense,” Dave whispered against his skin. “But we’ll take it slow, alright? You’ve got both of us.” John nodded, his heart racing. The warmth of Karkat beside him and Dave’s lips on his skin made him feel like he was standing at the edge of something huge. Well, something life-changing.
Dave pulled back just enough to meet his eyes again, checking one last time that John was sure. When John gave a small nod, Dave’s gaze turned serious. Slowly, he leaned in and let his teeth graze over John’s skin before sinking in, it was sharp but controlled.
The bite sent a shockwave through John, his body tensing for a moment before melting into the sensation. It was intense, almost more intense than Karkat’s had been, but not in a bad way. It felt like every nerve in his body was lighting up, the connection between him and Dave solidifying in an instant. Beside him, Karkat shifted closer, his hand on John’s back, grounding him. The warmth of both of them surrounded him, and John felt a rush of love so deep it almost overwhelmed him.
When Dave finally pulled back, licking the mark he’d made to soothe the sting, John felt a strange sense of completeness settle over him. His whole body buzzed with the bonds he now shared with both of them, and it felt like everything had clicked into place.
“There,” Dave murmured, his voice a little rough. “How’s that feel?” John let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding, his heart still racing but in the best way possible. “It feels… amazing,” he whispered, his voice full of awe.
Karkat leaned in, pressing a kiss to the top of John’s head. “Told you we wouldn’t mess this up.”
John smiled, closing his eyes as he let himself relax completely between them. This was what he’d always wanted. To belong to them, and to have them belong to him. All three of them, bound together.
“Yeah,” John murmured, his voice soft but full of certainty. “We’re perfect.”
~
John’s heart was pounding as the three of them returned to the dimly lit room that had quickly become their shared space. He could feel the uncomfortable stirring from his alleged heat. He could still feel the lingering warmth of Dave’s bite, the mark tingling on his skin like a soft echo of the connection that had just solidified between them. The bond wasn’t just something abstract anymore; it was tangible, pulsing, like he could feel both Karkat and Dave in his very bones. He turned to face them, his breath catching as he saw the way they looked at him. Karkat’s gaze was intense but full of uncertainty, while Dave’s eyes glowed with a quiet but undeniable want. Both alphas were holding back, he could tell. For him. They always let him set the pace, even when their instincts were pushing them forward, and the realization of that trust hit him deep.
“I—uh,” John started, rubbing the back of his neck. His voice felt shaky, not from fear, but from the weight of what was about to happen. “I think I’m ready for… everything.” The most they have done so far is kissing.
Karkat shifted his weight, his jaw clenching as he looked between John and Dave. “You’re sure, John? We don’t have to rush into anything. We can just stay like this for a while. No pressure.”
John smiled softly, stepping closer to Karkat, reaching up to gently cup his face. “I want this,” he whispered. “I want you both. Completely.”
Dave let out a soft exhale from beside them, his hand brushing against John’s shoulder, grounding him further. “You’re killing us, Egbert,” Dave said with a crooked smile. “But seriously, we’ll go as slow as you need.”
John’s heart swelled at the softness in their voices, their concern for him outweighing any other instinct. The vulnerability of the moment made his chest feel tight, but in the best way possible. This wasn’t just physical; this was about trust, about giving and receiving everything they had. He leaned up, pressing a kiss to Karkat’s lips, gentle but insistent. Karkat responded immediately, his hands gripping John’s waist, pulling him closer as the kiss deepened. John could feel Karkat trembling slightly, holding back with every ounce of his being. He was so cute.
When they broke apart, John turned to Dave, offering the same kiss only this time slower, savoring the way Dave’s lips moved against his, the warmth of his body pressed against him. Dave’s grip was firmer, but still controlled, his restraint clear in the way his fingers flexed against John’s back.
“I love you,” John whispered when the kiss ended, his voice shaky with emotion. “Both of you. I’ve loved you for so long.” Karkat’s breath hitched, and Dave’s expression softened, but neither of them said anything right away. The words were heavy, like they had been waiting to be spoken for far too long.
Karkat was the first to respond, his voice raw. “I love you too, John. You…you have no idea how much.”
“Same,” Dave added, his tone softer than usual. “We’ve wanted this for a while, but we didn’t want to screw it up. We didn’t want to push you.”
John’s heart felt full to the point of bursting. “You’re not pushing me. This is what I want. I trust you.”
Karkat let out a shaky breath, his hands moving to cradle John’s face. “Then let us take care of you. You deserve everything, John.” The air between them thickened, the weight of their emotions hanging heavy as they all leaned into each other, the bond buzzing with anticipation.
Karkat’s eyes were full of love, and glossy as he reached to pull off John’s shirt. Dave had delicately pulled his pants down. Kissing himself for wearing his simple black underwear and not the white ones. He is sure they would see how excited he is for all of this, well, he is sure they can smell it as he noticed Karkat’s eyes turn to those of a cat. It felt primal, like John was prey about to be eaten. It made his body shiver in anticipation. He was excited by the thought. He was lightly pushed to the bed where he laid down. His breath hitched as he looked up, and swore he saw two hungry wolves ready to eat him whole. Despite their eyes, and scent. They shyly crawled on the bed, he would laugh if he wasn’t so damn hard and ready. His ass was really clenching, and he was starting to get a bit irritated by their pussy footing.
John knew they wanted all of their first times to be sweet and patience, but he was so fucking ready for it. He pulled off his own underwear, not in a cute or sexy way either. He could feel his awkwardness, and was cringing until he heard a chuckle. Karkat’s chuckle was deep, and Dave’s smirk was foxlike. Damn, he really loves them and they made his blood boil in all of the nice ways. Karkat touched him first.
He was gently rubbing his inner thighs. Dave kissed him, first cute and soft and suddenly his tongue was wiping away all of his worries. He felt one of his hands grab the base of his hair and hold his head in place as he took over his mouth. Karkat had adjusted his body to sit between his legs, his hands explored his thighs, and then finally one stroked his penis. Dave ate his moans like they were a life source. Karkat had gripped him a bit tighter and lazily stroked him as his other hand gently caressed his entrance. Oh, they were also ready ready. Dave’s free hand rubbed at one of his nipples, and he was suddenly feeling a bit overwhelmed. His whole body was being attacked, and his mind was slowly dissipating. Karkat’s thumb began to massage the head of his penis while he circled and slowly entered a single finger into him. Oh fuck, he had gotten enough practice with his own hands during the wait period. But fuck, someone else’s finger was a whole other experience. He tried to thrust himself onto Karkat’s longer, and thicker finger. He heard another one of Karkat’s sexy deep chuckles as he eased another finger in. Fuck, how embarrassing. Two of his fingers were like three of his own. Dave released his mouth to let him breathe, and decided to nip and suck on his sensitive scent glands. Now his soft moans, and sounds were heard. Even to his own ears, and it embarrassed him. At least until Karkat found his ‘button,’ and boy did he understand how to circle it. A louder moan came out of John as Dave’s bite had a bit more teeth suddenly, and Karkat added another finger to help assault his prostate. Damn, was he going to even make it to the main event.
Karkat must have had the same question as he let go of his shaft, and focused all attention on his ass. John didn’t want to just receive, he used one of his hands to reach for Dave’s penis. Damn, it was so warm and oddly soft. He was a little intimidated when he reached that little bulbous part, at least, little for now. If he could even call it little now.
Oh, he felt a bit of pressure as Karkat added another finger. He hadn’t felt that stretching sensation in a bit, only sticking to two of his own fingers. Four fingers felt pretty good, and the stretch was nice.
His moans were starting to embarrass him, and with pleading eyes. He stuck his tongue out slightly, and squeezed Dave to hopefully give him the hint.
“Shit,” Was all Dave muttered as he pulled a few pillows from under John until John was face to face with a dick.
His shyness came back in full force, cursing his horny brain for acting like he was brave. After swallowing a lump, he closed his eyes and the kitten licked the head. He tried to mentally prepare himself for some sort of flavor, but he honestly didn’t taste anything. It was like licking his arm, and he practiced certain licks while eyeing Dave’s face from his position. It must have done something to Dave to see him as the man grit his teeth, and gripped John’s hair, a bit harder this time. John wasn’t too sure if he could take him in his mouth fully yet, but the way Dave was leading his head was too damn hot. He took more of the length easily until it reached where his uvula was, he tapped thighs hoping he got the hint. He did, and even pulled his head back a bit. The burn was new, and maybe he could work on it. Dave used his hand to clench at where John’s limit was and then proceeded to pull John’s head back and then push him back down. Oh fuck, this was hot. John let Dave control his head as he would move his tongue around where he could touch.
He was so focused on Dave that when the fifth finger entered him, he could only moan on Dave. When Karkat spread out his fingers inside of John, he twitched and desperately thrusted his hips up.
“I think he’s ready.” Karkat’s voice was so growly that he involuntarily clenched his fingers.
“Fuck John, are you ready meri jann?” Fuck, he wanted to cry. When he learned that Karkat was learning Urdu he was fascinated. He almost cried when he looked up what the word meant, my life. Everyime he said it, John’s heart felt so full.
Pulling off of Dave, he nodded vehemently. He was ready to accept these two. In mind, soul, and body. Dave was caressing his head now as Karkat got into position, he used his hand to rub the head of him against John’s entrance. He had locked eyes with John as he began to push in. He felt himself stretching to accommodate the biggest thing he has taken, the warmth of Karkat’s body, the warmth of Dave’s hands on his head, and the way Karkat seemed to stare into his very soul was all so overwhelming. He started to sob, when Karkat had paused, he cried don’t stop with tears in his eyes.
When he was fully inside, John’s body was spasming to adjust, and Dave began to rub at his nipples to distract him. Karkat began to massage his aching penis.
He was so warm inside, and it felt both exhilarating and odd. In his scratchiest voice he begged for Karkat to move.
The feeling as he pulled out slowly felt nice, but the pressure as he pushed back in was a touch glorious. Fuck, he attempted to grind onto Karkat everytime he thrusted back in. When felt the bulb, he was a bit panicked, but if this is how nice it feels with the rest. That must feel good too. Karkat seemed to love the slow thrusting, but hard grinding. He would slowly thrust deep, but use his weight to push even deeper and circle his hips to grind as deep as he could reach. There was a weird popping sensation? Or a bumping sensation like something inside was hit, and it made his body flinch and tighten. That was new, and Karkat paused his motion to ask if he was okay. John wasn’t sure, it felt new. He asked for Karkat to do it again, and he grinded against the part slowly and he felt that odd sensation again, but he kind of liked it.
“He is probably hitting your cervix. I know it can hurt, and we can avoid hitting it.” Dave supplied in a rough voice.
“It feels a little weird, but I kind of like it.” Karkat decided to grind against it again, while Dave whispered to not overdo it or it could get bruised.
A thought hit him, he is an idiot, he has a uterus now. He completely forgot, he can get pregnant now. He saw that Karkat was not wearing protection, crap, they all are stupid. He knows this is new to all of them, and they only focused on the whole bonding and forgetting that yeah. It’s called mating for a reason. He wanted to panic, but he actually adored the idea of getting pregnant. Getting all swollen and seeing his alphas trip over themselves in trying to baby him. Rose, Gamzee, and Eridan would be the best aunt and uncles. Yeah, they could all move into one room and make the other room into a baby nursery. Yeah, he is pretty chill about it. He needs to make sure they are. He used his hands to stop Karkat from thrusting, and the horror on Karkat’s face hurt to see.
“Crap, did I push too hard?” John shook his head, with a bite to the lip.
“We are stupid.” Dave rubbed John’s head in an attempt to comfort him.
“We forgot to talk about the chance I could get pregnant. Are you both ready for that?” Dave, the asshole laughed while Karkat looked stunned.
“I’m sorry! The only time we trolls got intimate was for grubs. I should have brought it up, obviously that’s changed. I am so sorry John.” He attempted to pull out of John, but John used his legs to hold Karkat in place while Dave snorted.
“Totally forgot the whole, cis dudes can give birth to life we have now. I mean, I have been down to raise little ones with you two. If yall are?” He was massaging John’s scalp now, and all John could do was nod. He was looking at Karkat now, the man was heavily flushed.
“So, are we all really okay with starting a family?” He asked softly, all John could say was what happens happens, and lifted his hips to grind Karkat against him deeply. It almost hurt how hard he shoved against him, but something inside was very eager for something more in that new area.
He must have riled something in the man as he suddenly slammed down hard into him, and just kept going. Dave just cooed, rubbed his hair, and gave soothing words as Karkat was relentless. Everytime his prostate was hit, he screamed, and anytime he hit his cervix he spasmed. When he felt the bulb, or knot, hit his entrance and tried to tease his way in he squirmed. He couldn’t tell if he was ready for it or not, but it was desperate for entry. After a couple of hard thrust, Karkat grabbed his waist, and grinded his knot against him hard . A symphony of fucks left his mouth as the pressure was so new, and so overwhelming. After a couple of circular motions of hard grinding it popped in, and the ring of muscle clenched around the narrow part of the base tightly. Almost as his body was hungry for it, and maybe it was. He could feel the wetness, and it’s warm poured into him. It was another new and interesting sensation. One he was hungry to experience often. It was a bit too tight, but he was finding only the pleasure in it all. Karkat leaned forward and hugged him while repeating thank you over and over.
One downside to knotting is it leaves the other partner hanging for thirty minutes. Dave didn’t seem to mind though as he had massaged them both, and cooed lovely words into both of their ears. He had boldly assumed Dave would be slow in bed too, but he was so wrong.
Karkat was laid back on pillows while John rested his front half on top of him, and was sobbing. He was begging Karkat to, ‘help him,’ not actually as they all figured out. Dave was like a rabid werewolf as he kept a fast and rough face. He was so sensitive, and it felt like he was a livewire. His front was shoved by Dave’s weight into the bed beneath him. It wasn’t giving him enough pressure, but also too much. Dave is aiming for his deepest part. He could only lay there while crying to Karkat that Dave was being mean as he took him. He suddenly felt a hard spasm and floaty feeling overtake his body, his whole body tightened and released with a soft sigh. With one particularly hard thrust, Dave spoke.
“A prostate orgasm, huh?” John could hear the hunger in his tone, and when he felt that knot slam against his rim, he yelped. Just like with Karkat, he felt Dave get harder and hotter. Dave used his thumbs to spread open his cheeks wider and did the same circular grinding that Karkat had done, only when his knot slipped in. He pushed as hard, and far as he could. He then reached and grabbed John’s long since forgotten penis and rubbed it fast. He was so overstimulated now that when he came, he nearly passed out. After they were able to catch their breaths, Karkar had leaned into John’s tired ear and whispered, “Wait till the day we both knot you at once.” He felt a deep ache in his chest, oh, but does he have to wait, his tired mind supplied as he slipped away.
Epilogue:
The sun streamed through the curtains of their shared apartment, casting warm golden rays across the room. John lay in bed, surrounded by a cocoon of soft blankets and pillows. He could feel the gentle movements of the baby within him, a constant reminder of the new life he was nurturing. It had been a year since their worlds had merged, and everything had changed in ways he had never anticipated.
He glanced at the clock and sighed, knowing it was time to get up. As he slowly sat up, he felt the familiar pang of morning sickness. The novelty of being pregnant had worn off, replaced by the reality of cravings, fatigue, and the endless cycle of doctor’s appointments. Despite the discomfort, John couldn’t help but smile; he was excited about the future. Just as he was about to push the blankets aside, Karkat appeared at the door, looking as cute as ever. He had adjusted well to his new human traits, sporting a soft, tanned complexion that contrasted beautifully with his dark hair and piercing red eyes. “Get up, sleepyhead,” Karkat said, a hint of playful annoyance in his tone. “You promised to help me pick out decorations for the nursery today.”
“Yeah, yeah,” John replied, a laugh escaping his lips. “I’m coming.” He stretched, trying to shake off the lingering fatigue before swinging his legs over the side of the bed. As he stood, he felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. Karkat rushed to his side, a look of concern replacing his usual bravado. “You okay?” he asked, worry etched in his features.
“I’m fine,” John assured him, though his voice wavered slightly. “Just a bit lightheaded. It happens.” He took a deep breath, steadying himself. Karkat's presence was a source of comfort, and as they made their way to the kitchen, John couldn’t help but feel grateful for the supportive partnership they had forged over the past year.
Dave was already in the kitchen, humming a tune as he flipped pancakes. His platinum hair fell into his eyes, which were bright and alive, a stark contrast to the exhaustion John sometimes felt. “Morning, sunshine,” Dave greeted, turning to flash a smile that sent a rush of warmth through John’s chest. “How’s the little nugget today?”
“Active as always,” John replied, rubbing his belly affectionately. “I think he’s going to be a handful.”
“Or she,” Dave pointed out, waggling his eyebrows. “We could have a little badass on our hands.”
“Let’s not jump to conclusions. I mean, who knows if the kid will even take after us,” Karkat chimed in, pouring himself a cup of coffee. “Let’s just hope if they inherit anything from you, it’s your brains and not your charm.”
Dave feigned offense. “Rude. I’ll have you know I’m full of charm.” The three of them shared a laugh, and for a moment, everything felt perfect.
As they settled at the table, John felt a swell of contentment. He loved these moments, filled with laughter and lighthearted banter. The previous year had been filled with chaos, from the initial shock of their transformation to navigating their newfound identities, but they had emerged stronger together.
After breakfast, they ventured out to the nursery they had begun to prepare, a room that was a blend of their personalities. Bright colors clashed with elegant decor, a testament to the unique family they had created.
In the corner, a cozy crib awaited, surrounded by plush toys, like a weird little crab that Karkat insisted they get. A wall painted with vibrant murals that John had lovingly designed, and Dave had painstakingly painted. He felt a surge of pride as he surveyed the space. “What do you think?” he asked Karkat and Dave, his heart racing with anticipation.
“It’s perfect,” Dave said, nodding in approval. “The kid is going to love it.”
“Yeah, I suppose it’s not bad,” Karkat added, his tone begrudgingly admiring. “Though I still think the ceiling could use a splash of red.”
As they debated colors and themes, the doorbell rang, interrupting their lively discussion. Karkat moved to answer it, revealing Eridan and Sollux on the other side, their hands intertwined, smiles bright.
“Hey, lovebirds!” Karkat greeted, a teasing glint in his eye. “What’s with the sappy looks? You’re making me sick.”
“Oh, shut up, Karkat,” Eridan replied, rolling his eyes but unable to hide his grin. “We came to see how the nursery’s coming along.”
“Just in time for the tour,” John said, feeling excited by their presence. “You won’t believe how it’s turning out.”
As they all gathered in the nursery, John marveled at the changes that had occurred in their lives. A year ago, they had been navigating the confusion of their new identities. Now, it felt like they were on the verge of something beautiful. A new chapter filled with love and connection.
“So, are you all set for parenthood?” Sollux asked, a hint of mischief in his tone. “You’ve got your hands full, you know.”
“They’re already full, what’s a bit more?” Karkat snarked, a smirk playing on his lips.
Eridan and Sollux exchanged glances, their expressions speaking volumes. John could sense the bond they had formed, one that mirrored the connection he shared with Karkat and Dave. It was a new dynamic, one that included not just romantic ties but deep friendships that had withstood the test of time.
As they shared stories and laughter, John felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude wash over him. He was surrounded by people who cared for him deeply, and as the baby kicked once more, he knew that they were all in this together.
“Hey, I wonder what traits the baby will take after us?” Dave asked, a thoughtful look on his face. “Like, what if they end up being a ball of energy like John or a charming little troublemaker like me?”
“Or a brat like Karkat?” Eridan added with a smirk.
“Excuse you!” Karkat shot back, but he was laughing, and so was everyone else.
John felt a warmth spread through him as he watched the banter unfold. The merging of their worlds had brought them together in ways he had never imagined, and as he looked around at his friends, he knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them as a family.
As the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a golden glow over the nursery, John felt a swell of hope for the future. They were embarking on this journey together, ready to embrace the chaos and joy that awaited them. In this new world where trolls and humans coexisted, they had created a home filled with love, laughter, and endless possibilities.
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