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~Was it yelling from a few rooms away? ~
Yes, yes it was.
You heard some yelling and decided to go check it out. You armed yourself with a baseball bat and padded your way down the hall. Oh Gog damn it.
That was Kankri’s room. And it sounded like Kankri.
You burst into the room, bat at the ready to find Kanrki trying to get out of an overlarge sweater, but unable as he kept tripping on the sleeves. He was yelling something, but to your ears it sounded like ‘blah blah blah triggers blah blah sweater blah blah ______’. Yeah, you were in for the lecture of your life when he got out of there.
So, you had two choices- you could either go out of his room or leave the house for a while until he calmed down, or you could stay and help him…
Well, you’d just get lectured more later if you didn’t stay to help him now- plus the fact that he was extremely sweet to you most of the time didn’t help (when he wasn’t lecturing you of course). So, you decided to suck it up, propping your trusty baseball bat against the wall and approached Kankri carefully.
“Kankri” you said, trying to get his attention.
“Blast it! Of all the ridiculous stunts to pull, this would happen-this is completely triggering for anyone that has issues with being belittled and-“
“Kankri” you said, louder.
“Not to even SPEAK of the value of the sweater itself- it was a precious gift from a friend, now it may just be ruined forever! That’s completely triggering to me! How utterly unspeakable an act! I can’t even try to rid myself of this twisted mass of wool-“he ranted on.
You, growing irritated, brought your pointer finger and your thumb up to your mouth, giving a loud, shrill whistle that finally caught the trigger-happy trolls attention. He plopped himself on the floor, face half hidden by the turtleneck on the sweater and blinking up at you in surprise.
“____?! What, may I ask, are you doing in here? I didn’t allow you to come in, you should have knocked. You know all the triggers that could be set off by invading a person’s privacy! What if I’d been working on something really important that required my complete and utter concentration on the matter and could be ruined from a single mess-up? It’s also setting a bad example for Karkat- I’m surprised at you!” he ranted and shaking a finger at you-which just ended up with him looking cuter from the sleeve over his hand.
“Kankri, calm down” you reasoned, he opened his mouth to protest “Please. I came in here because you were yelling and it sounded like you needed help…which is now apparent that you do.”
“Oh…well in that case…I apologize. Please excuse my ignorance.” He said formally, making you smile- he could be a total loudmouth and talk way too much, but he was a gentleman- er, gentletroll. “…is that a baseball bat?”
Oh shi- no. you didn’t need this again.
“Anyways! Uhm! Here, let me help you out of your sweater!” you suggested, moving towards him. He moved away some- oh yeah, you’d forgotten his personal space issues. “Sorry, I mean, may I help you out?”
“….Alright…but, erm…______, I warn you now. This may involve a trigger of a rather….eh…sexual nature” he coughed into his oversized sleeve, trying to seem sophisticated like usual.
“How would that be?” you asked, sitting on the floor next to him. He started going off on one topic about triggers, but got carried away as you tried you keep up. “y’know what, never mind. Here, lift your arms up”
He shifted uncomfortable some, but followed your directions, lifting his arms over his head. You took hold of the edge of Kankri’s sweater at the bottom, lifting it up and scooting him over some so he wasn’t sitting on it. He tried to help by pulling his head in, but you stopped him- he would just get tangled. After tugging a few minutes-the thing seemed to be attached to Kankri somehow.
After getting it off, your eyes traveled on Kankri’s torso- oh. Oh dear. Kanrki, apparently, didn't wear a shirt underneath his sweater. You supposed you wouldn't either if you wore a wool sweater all the time, must’ve gotten hot in there…in more than one way.
“…_____? Hello? I don’t mean to set off any triggers by repeating myself and making you feel as though you have a low intelligence- which you don’t, obviously, but certainly not as high as mine. Especially seeing as how I've mastered a range of subjects that I can speak freely of. But have you’re staring at me and it’s rather unnerving and if you’re feeling triggered by seeing me without clothes on my torso, I can just put a shirt on”
You blinked a few times, catching only part of what Kankri had said. You’d been too busy noting some differences between troll and human anatomy. For one, Kankri seemed to lack any sort of nipple or bellybutton- which made sense, as trolls were hatched, needing no sort of umbilical cord for a bellybutton to spawn from. However, they did-or at least Kankri did- have some sort of odd protrusions that looked like a sort of growth on his sides. There were three of them on each side, horizontal, and a little darker gray than the rest of his skin.
Unable to help yourself, you reached out and touched a finger against one, sliding it down softly. You heard Kankri gasp and felt him shudder before taking ahold of your wrist and pulling it away quickly. His face was flushed lightly red, and he seemed to be fighting something.
“_____. Don’t touch those. They’re….sensitive for trolls.” He said, sounding strained.
“Sensitive, how so?” you asked, tilting your head slightly- Kankri wasn't letting go of your wrist…huh, that was weird. Normally he avoiding touching people at all costs to avoid ‘triggering’ them.
“I was hoping I wouldn’t have to explain.”
“Too bad. Isn't not answering a question a trigger? I could be triggered really bad Kankri- exclusion and all” you retorted in an innocent voice.
His reaction was adorable- like there were two conflicting factors going on, you could see it in his face. Dear lork- you wanted to hug him. Finally, one side seemed to win and he looked back at you. His eyes seemed slightly darker than normal.
“Alright then. They provide a more…sexual trigger, if you must know- so do a trolls horns, which is why I do not allow you to touch them. And I’m afraid if you touch them again, I will be the one triggered. Results may vary.”
“Oh…” you said as he released your wrist with a heavy stain of red going across cheeks.
He paused, sitting there somewhat awkwardly for a moment with you looking at him. He realized that the floor may not be the best place to rest- plus he needed to talk to Porrim about this, she’d know what to do. Kankri pushed himself off the floor, sweater in one hand and extending one down to you. You took it, allowing him to help you up, and he released your hand as soon as you did. He turned away from you, towards his bed and window.
“Thank you for your assistance in helping me untangled. You may go back to whatever business you were immersed in before” he was shifting uncomfortably. To be honest, he was holding himself back from pouncing on you and initiating sloppy make outs from how you’d touched him earlier.
“It’s no problem…and Kankri? What did you mean by ‘results may vary’?”
“It’s exactly how it sounds. Why…?”
You sauntered up behind him and put two fingers on either side of him, moving them sideways on the odd protrusions on his sides, causing him to release a low moan and shudder under your touch. Damn, you’d had no idea he could sound so….sexy…
“_____, you’re walking on thin ice here, so to speak…”
“Really? Why?”
“Because” he turned around, grabbing one of your wrists and yanking you past him and onto his bed, practically jumping over you, pinning you in place with a hand and knee on the bed to either side of you. “You just triggered me. Yes, sexually.”
Your face lit up like a Christmas tree- yeowza. You hadn't expected this sort of reaction! Well, it was said that those that seem more innocent are more likely to have a…darker side. It seemed this was true- for Kankri at least.
He leaned down, pressing his lips to yours in a needing manner, kissing you hungrily. It took a few moments, but you kissed back, slipping your eyes closed. Kankri pulled away with a surprised look on his face.
“I’m sorry…did I do something?” you asked tentatively-oh crap, if you screwed up…
“No…I just didn’t think you’d kiss back…is there any chance you’re- ahem” he coughed into his hand, looking away “…flushed for me?”
“…” You froze for a few seconds- oh well, it was now or at a drunken Christmas party. “Yeah…I’m flushed for you Kankri. “
“Ohmygogthankyou” he said, visibly relaxing. “Flushed for you, _____...y’know, I have one more specific trigger…”
Oh man. What now. “Yeah Kankri, what is it?”
“It’s you, you’re my trigger, and I had no warning~” he grinned and kissed you again.
Needless to say, the sweater issue wasn't resolved for quite a few hours.
~E.E~
“EW. EW. EW. EW. EW. EW. EW. AND MORE FUCKING EW. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU FUCKASSES- THIS IS DISGUSTING. ARGH, MY EYES, THEY BURN!!!!” Karkat yelled from the doorway.
“Whoa! Nice job son! I knew you’d turn out to be a suitable Vantas!” Signless gave him a thumbs up, next to Karkat in the doorway.
“Do you two even know how triggering this is and can be- we’re both undressed and have just gone through a rigorous amount of exercise showing our immense amount of red feelings for each other and crossing a bridge of inter-species space that may or may not cause an uproar upon either side of species. Not only that but we’re now matesprits and this is extremely uncomforting to know you two have been in my doorway watching since- how long have you even been there?! It’s very improper and we expect a very sincere apology from both of you and your word you won’t spy on us in such a manner again. It’s very unbecoming of both of you, probably why our family has such problems with other trolls and some humans. In fact, I’m surprised we’re still allowed in public from how much disruptions you two cause in any course of time-“
“Kankri. They’re gone.”
“Took them long enough. Love you.”
“Love you too~”
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