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No More Scars- GamzeeXReader

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Hey, this fanfiction will make way more sense if you've read the prologue: aablanton.deviantart.com/art/N…

Also there's CURSING. Just warning you.

I really hope you like it; leave a comment if you do! Or even if you don't.
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There holding your wrist, stood the HIM. Gamzee. The tall, lanky royal blood that you loved more than any other.

        “Jeez there ____ sis, don’t go all motherfucking falling all over the place.” Gamzee said, his usual sluggish grin spreading across his face

        “Now why don’t ya tell me why you’re all up and runnin’ away from me.” His normal stoned face made Gamzee look less intelligent than he let on, you knew he was much smarter than he looked most of the time.

       “Oh I, uh, wasn’t running I was just heading home and I just realized I left my hair thingy on from this morning and I probably left the oven on and also… and…” Your many excuses puttered out as soon as you realized Gamzee wasn’t believing any of it.

You couldn’t really tell what Gamzee was thinking, his stoner mannerisms and face paint made it difficult. But the disbelief and suspicion stood out plainly on his face.

He planted himself firmly in front of you, not intending to budge for any amount of time. He kept a hand on your arm, as if worried you’d run away right there and then. The languorous smile on his face faded, and was replaced with a more serious expression. He stood there patiently, waiting for you to say something either more believable or to tell him the truth.

You had a feeling he’d only settle for the truth.

You looked up at his face searching for something to say, and it was then you realized how dang tall the guy was. Including his horns and the dense curly fringe that was his hair, he towered nearly a foot and a half taller than you. He was rather skinny and lanky, and his skin was a little paler than the average trolls’. While you lingered there scrutinizing his appearance, you didn’t realize that his own purple eyes were looking you over as well.

       “You’ve been cutting yourself, haven’t you little sis?” His question came out more like a statement, like he was sure he was right. His eyes flashed with conviction and sincerity. He shifted his hand down your arm to hold your hand.

       “N-no I really— no, I… I…” You stuttered and faded out, then decided it was easier to tell the truth than tell yet another lie to your friend.

You dropped your gaze down to the ground, and gripped Gamzee’s hand in your own.

       “How did you know?” You asked quietly, tears burning at the back of your eyes

He looked down at you, his gaze filled with love, sympathy and understanding. He shifted his hand in yours a little in order to give you a look at his own forearm.

       “Because I made the same mistake lil’ sis.” His hand trembled slightly in yours, and you could find small lines on his skin that were a bit lighter than the rest of his skin.

       “Nobody really notices the scars when you’re a troll” he explained, with a tiny, infinitely sad and regretful smirk on his face. The smile quickly faded when you looked up at him with tears on your cheeks.

He pulled away, and for a second you thought he would walk away. He hesitated for just one second before enveloping you into a soft hug, as if he thought you’d break right there in his arms if he pressed too hard. He craned his neck down to your level and rested his chin on your head. He squeezed his eyes shut before he started talking.

       “I know the pain you’re going through, ______. And I am so, so motherfucking sorry that you have to deal with that. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you sooner.” He continued whispering his apologies as he buried his face in your hair. You wrapped your arms around his middle, and squeezed tight. Tears flowed from your eyes ever faster as he went on.

       “I’m sorry too Gamzee. You don’t have to say sorry.” You repeated the phrase over and over again as you cried onto his shoulder.

       “Please don’t apologize Gamzee. I love you too much for that.” You mumbled almost incoherently into his shirt.

He drew away, surprised at your sudden confession. You were about to start blushing and babbling when his trademark lopsided grin spread across his face. He bent over to be closer to your height and placed his hand on your cheek, wiping away some of your tears his thumb.

       “I love you too, little mama.” He leaned in and planted a little kiss on your lips and you closed your eyes. He placed two more, longer, ones on both of your cheeks to take away some of the tears.

His face got a little more serious again, but not enough to take away the familiar dopey look his face usually had.

       “I promise I’ll be there for you through this, like no one was there for me” This simple remark was so sad and sincere it felt like your heart was ripped out.

       “Let’s go motherfuckin’ home, sis.” He placed a hand on your waist, and you strung your arm around his own. As you both walked to his hive, Gamzee felt his smile become more genuine than it had ever been. And so did yours.

Bundled in Gamzee’s arms and blankets that night, you thought Maybe, just maybe, I can be happy forever here with Gamzee.
Hello to anyone reading this! Dang, this took a really long time to get started. I'm really sorry if I made you wait :iconsorryplz: my internet is not stable. If this is your first time reading, WELCOME! I LOVE YOU. You can read the others here.

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I--   I GUESS I DIDNT NEED MY HEART OR ANYTHING, ILL JUST BE IN THE CORNER, SOBBING