Day 6 / Upsets and Upstarts

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He couldn't believe what he had heard. He was stilling reeling from the news and the heat of his argument. He and Eridan never really got along, but it had never come to words that stung, clenched fists and shouts. It wasn't like he was dating Feferi, they hadn't even done anything serious, just hung out. The knowledge that she had kept something like this from him though, it hurt. He thought that he had meant more to her than that. He thought... Well, it didn't matter what he had thought, because either way he was wrong. She had lied to him, to his face when he thought she was someone he could actually trust.

He races to his dorm, taking the stairs inside two at a time. He just wants to be alone, in his room and away from this stupid place with these stupid people who were liars! It's therefore unfortunate that he runs into the last person he wanted to see. Feferi, walking down the hall towards him, tape and fliers in his hand. He scowls, turning away and trying to make it to his room without talking to her.

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Had she checked her phone, Feferi would have seen the unruly amount of messages that Eridan had sent her complaining about her friendship with Sollux. Luckily (or unluckily, maybe, since it meant she was about to be blindsided), she's left it in her room. So she is upbeat as she made her way down the dorm hallway, pleased with her latest idea for 'dorm floor bonding'.

Unfortunately for Sollux, she's unaware of his foul mood, and therefore, she's excited to see him. She practically skips towards him, calling his name, and waving the fliers in her hand.

"Hey!"

As it becomes obvious that Sollux is trying to get away from her, her lips curl into a pout and she stops waving. "Sollux? Are you okay?"

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He sighs in anger and frustration, before turning to look at her over his shoulder.

"Don't talk to me." he says, loudly.

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He's angrier than she's ever heard him, and it gives her pause.

"What?" She sounds stunned, clearly at a loss.

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He turns, made angrier by her lack of awareness, how she just pretends everything is fine, pretends to still like him!

"I said don't talk to me! Do you want me to sign it to you?"

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"Don't get that tone with me!" she snaps back, eyes narrowing behind pink glasses. "What's your problem?"

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Her anger only eggs him on, making his worse.

"Why don't you ask your fiance!" he snaps back with a snarl, a brief part of his sadness shining through with his rage. "Or better yet, don't."

His hands curl into fists at his side, his eyes closing as he tries to get control of his temper. He can't, if he stops being angry all he'll have left id the sting of betrayal and he can't let her see him sad, not again.

"What am I? Some kind of practical joke?!"

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Feferi's heart sinks, and all the rage she had mustered up slinks away.

"Eridan," she says quietly. She wants desperately to tell him that it's not what he thinks, but she can't find the words.

"No... You're not a joke."

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"Stop lying!" he shouts, louder than before, as he struggles to stop himself from crying.

"Maybe I'm an asshole, but I never pretended or claimed to be anyone else!" He looks to her, more hurt than anger showing in his face as he looks at this beautiful girl that he thought actually might have wanted to be his friend.

"Maybe I'm just some stupid kid to you, but this is my life, and I thought... I thought..." He trails off, wiping his eye as the tears start to fall. He hiccups, before covering his face with his hands in shame. He was such a useless piece of shit, always.

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Seeing him cry again -- and this time because of her -- felt like a knife wrenching in her gut.

"I'm not lying," she responds firmly. She'll stand her ground if she has to. "I didn't lie to you. Look, I know you don't get it--" Her resolve crumbles a little, because in her heart, she knows the best thing is probably just to let Sollux go. There are fairy tales where princesses find their Prince Charming and fall in love, and then there is reality, where they're bargaining pieces in a political game.

"I just ... I should have told you, but I was so happy to find someone... who made me happy."

She realizes how terribly selfish that makes her sound.

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He swallows back his tears, he's hopeful as she speaks, but she doesn't deny it. No explanation given, and no apology. It was over. He shudders, wrapping his arms around himself, before he looks to her with a glare.

"I hope you die." and he turns again to try and get to his room.

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Feferi doesn't manage to choke back the sob that escapes the moment she hears that. Her fliers drop to the floor. He's the first actual friend she's made in years -- someone that likes her for who she is and not for what she can do -- and this is what he thinks of her.

"I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry," she tries to say between sobs, but it's too little too late. "I was scared, but that's no excuse, I know..."

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Her crying gets him, and he stops, listening to her sob. He's mad, mad at her for crying when he's the own who's hurt, but he can't keep the anger for long as she pleas. His expression breaks. He turns back, taking her arm before pulling her into his room.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

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She lets him drag her into the room, knowing it's best that they're not in the hallway where all the others can see, but not really caring either way. Once inside, she tries to wipe her tears and winds up doing little but smearing her make up.

"I try to pretend he doesn't exist," she admits quietly.

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"Your own fiance?" he asks, wiping his own eyes, thankfully unmake-uped. The confusion in his voice is clear.

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She hates hearing the word in relation to Eridan, even if it's technically true.

"Our parents decided we were going to get married before we even turned 18. My mother is very controlling, and at the time, he was my best friend, so I thought it'd be okay. I never loved him, but I'd never loved anyone. I never had the time to date in high school, so it wasn't so bad. He wasn't a bad person, at first, either, but... people change."

She still doesn't hate him, but things have become so complicated in ways that she never thought they would.

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He sinks, looking away, face tearstained. He's embarrassed, by how he acted, by assuming the worst. Even more, he feels bad for her. He thought she had everything she wanted. He guessed that wasn't true. He grabs his arm, holding himself awkwardly and unsure of what to say.

"I'm sorry." he says, finally. He was always such a shithead. "I shouldn't have yelled at you."

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Feferi shakes her head, still trying to stop herself from crying. "I should have told you from the start. I like you a lot, Sollux, and... when I realized it, that's when I should have told you."

She moves her glasses to the top of her head so she can wipe her eyes more easily. "I'm... was he awful to you?"

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He frowns, he knows she's just being nice. She hadn't owed him anything. There was only one reason he was so upset, and now he didn't know if he had the nerve to say it.

"He's always awful." he says back, voice quiet, "And... I like you too. A lot."

Saying it aloud only makes him feel worse now that he knows she'll never be his.

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"Not all the time," she defends, but there's a bitter laugh that follows it. She's quiet afterwards, because she's not sure what it means. Do they have to stop being friends now?

"I wish we could live in a bubble, just you and me for a while."

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"The world doesn't work that way." He glances to her, still frowning. She's so beautiful, even with her make-up ruined and smeared across her face. Even when she's been crying. He thinks AA would have liked her. Maybe even some of his other friends too. He would have liked her. He steps forward coming closer to her. He didn't even know if he could still hang out with her knowing she was off limits. It isn't fair, why does he never get anything that he wants? He's sick of having nothing but grief and loneliness for friends. He leans down and he kisses her, gently and sweet, and his hand moves to hold her cheek.

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For a girl who is normally nothing but optimistic, she can't help but agree with him. But then he kisses her, and her heart flutters, and for just a second, she thinks, maybe it can.

She knows it's wrong as she kisses him back, lips soft against his. She's dreamed about this kiss, thought about it ever since they started watching stupid movies together. It's better than she imagined.

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For Sollux this kiss is anything but optimistic. It is a last wish, a desire for a memory. He wants anything of her that he can keep, even if it is just this one thing, this one feeling of need. He pours his grief into it, his other hand moving so he's holding her face, thumb idly stroking along the soft skin of her cheek. He moves his head to the side, opening his mouth for her and seeking entrance to hers. He would let himself have this, if for just one brief moment, one held note of longing expressed the only way he knows how.

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Her lips part, and she lets her arms move up so their around his neck, pulling him against her. She's not even thinking about how this is wrong, instead lost in the idea that for at least a second, things weren't awful at all. They could be in their little bubble, and she would never have to let him go.

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He whimpers into the kiss, as he presses forward tongue tangling with hers. He can't believe she's letting him do this, he can't believe he's doing this. He can't bare to move away though, breaking the kiss would feel like torture, and he can't put himself through that. For now she was here kissing him, and that was all he had to care about. He sucks on her tongue, pressing his against the roof of her mouth. He may have been a nerd, but he always had been lucky with girls. He's far from inexperienced as he moves to hold her waist, hands running lightly down her sides.

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She gives a soft moan as he sucks on her tongue, a soft sound of delight. She's flushed as she feels his hands on her body, and she moves one hand up to tangle in his hair. Feferi's only partially sure of where she's going with things when she starts to tug him back towards his bed, if only because her knees feel like they'll buckle if she stands any longer.

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He follows her without thinking, not a single thought in his head besides how much he wants her. Kissing her is amazing. It makes his throat tight and his heart need. They sit, and without a word their lips meet again. His mouth moves against hers, but it isn't enough. He needs more. He pushes her gently back onto the bed until she's laying down beneath him. He runs a hand through her hair, holding her, his other hand supporting his own weight. He can feel his pulse in his dick. He's already hard and a bit desperate from the way his prick presses against the seem of his jeans. He'd normally feel embarrassed getting so turned on so quickly. It's different with Feferi, and even if that didn't mean sucking her lower lip into his mouth and holding it with his teeth felt even more amazing that it had any right to, he knew she would never think anything poorly of him. He wants her even more because of it.

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Feferi's all too happy to be lying against his mattress with him on top of her. As he bites her lower lip, she shifts to rub her leg against him, massaging his cock through his jeans. She's surprised with how much she wants him, and she sighs pleasantly as her fingers tighten in his hair. Her other hand grips his shirt, tugging the fabric because she just wants to keep him close.

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He breaks from her lips, biting his own to hold back a moan at the feeling of her leg. Her fingers pulling at his hair are a sharp contrast to the heady feeling of her knee against his cock. Heat courses through him before coiling in the pit of his stomach. His eyes fall, half lidded, his hand in her hair grasping her curls. He leans down and kisses her hard, before moving to grope and fondle her tit with his hand.

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Eagerly returning the kiss, her chest rises to meet his hand. She sucks hungrily on his lips and then his tongue, breaking away only to breathe. She pushes him back for a second in order to pull of her tank top, wanting desperately to feel his skin on hers. She lets it fall beside them on the bed, leaving her in only a fuschia bra. Almost immediately, she's pulling at his shirt.

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He's surprised by the push, and at first resists, whining and pressing forward for another kiss. Then suddenly she's takes off her top. The new view is a lot to take in and he just has to stare. He moves to help her take off his shirt without even realizing, afterwards reaching for her. His hands land on her waist and he quickly pulls her forward, arms wrapping around her and mouth hot and sucking at the skin of her neck. He wants to see her tits and feel the soft weight of them in his hands. Eagerly he starts to unhook her bra, moving his mouth only to press kisses to and suck at different spots along her neck. A part of him couldn't believe this was happening, that she was okay with it. The rest of him wanted this too badly to care. His body is running hot, and her skin moving against his makes him shiver. The hard length of his prick is pressed against her, and he makes a small sound at the feel of it.

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Goosebumps form on her skin as he kisses her again, hands fumbling with her bra. She tilts her head to the side to give his lips more access to her neck, savoring the wet feel of his mouth on her skin. With her bra unhooked, she takes the time to shrug out of it, perky, C-cup breasts all too happy to be free of their binding.

Her panties are damp and she can't help but to grind against up against him, rubbing herself against his length. She lets her hand drift down between them, working on his jeans. She's moving fast, but she doesn't care as long as it means she can have him.

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He moans outloud as she rubs against him, though it's breathy and quiet. He feels her breasts fall free, her nipples pressing hard against his skin and he groans. Her hands are on his jeans and it's so sudden, so fast but he isn't going to stop her. He pulls back so she can open his fly and his hands immediately fall to her breasts. He enjoys the sight for only a second before he leans down to suck a nipple into his mouth.

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She gasps as he takes her hard nipple in his mouth, a chill running down her spine. With his fly open, she can easily grope him through his boxers, hands feeling every inch of his cock through the fabric. His mouth wis driving her crazy, and she moan softly as she tells him, "Take off my shorts. I want you."

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He has to break away from her skin as she feels him through his boxers. He's so hard, even through the fabric. He has to grit just to stop from gasping. Then she says that and he shivers. The words go straight to his dick and he groans resting his forehead against her shoulder. He just has to take a breath and then his fingers are struggling with the button of her shorts. He undoes them, tearing open the zipper and shoving them down her her legs. Her underwear comes with it, and he groans again at the sight and smell of her. He leans over, pushing her back for a taste. He licks up the lips of her cunt, sucking her clit into his mouth.