Equius x Reader
~Slumber Party Confession~
She laughs at all the little squabbles and general shenanigans taking place in her living room. She had invited all her friends to a slumber party, because why not? She had nothing to do, and neither did any of her friends.
Her (h/l) (h/c) hair is tied back in a ponytail, and her square-framed glasses are perched upon her nose like some sort of king or queen. Her friend Eridan had given them to her as a birthday (he called it "wriggling day") present, and she had worn them so often, it was odd now to see her without them.
She grabs a set of four Wii controllers and one of her favorite games: Super Smash Bros Brawl. It's a great way to get a party together, and plus, it was tons of fun.
"Gather round, children! For tonight, we engage in a harrowing tournament of strength and wits, to determine which of us is worthy of the SSBB "Crown of Champions!" She looks around for something hat-like, and finds a Burger King paper crown. She grabs it and holds it up for all to see.
"The winner shall be dubbed "King Smashdude" and rule the party! Aka: decide what I order for dinner, which I probably should have done earlier but forgot to because shit happened and oh well." She turns her gaze to Equius.
"And I wish to challenge the noble Knight Equius in a one-on-one battle, just because I feel like it. You in or not, hun?" Equius rolls his eyes with an amused grin.
"Must you call me Knight Equius?"
"Because that's your class in World of Warcraft, right?"
Equius chuckles, that amused grin still plastered on his face.
"I'm a paladin, (y/n). Not a knight. That's not even a class in WoW."
"Okay, Paladin Equius. Whatever! Now are you going to accept or not?"
He smirks now, a confident air about him.
"Alright, (y/n). I accept your challenge."
Most of the guests were passed out in random corners of (y/n)'s house. Karkat had fallen asleep nestled in the curtains, Terezi was on the floor, cuddling her red scalemate plush, and Gamzee had (miraculously) gotten stuck in a tree and decided to sleep there for the night. The only ones up were yourself, (y/n), and Eridan, who was tapping away at his phone. The sea-dweller scoffs at something he sees (most likely some stupid joke he had gotten offended by yet again) and types away angrily.
"Hey Equius?" She says, her voice much quieter than earlier. She brings a mug of cocoa (odd, since it's nearly April. This reminds you it's nearly John's birthday, and you need to do something for that) with some marshmallows in it. She has what seems to be a mountain of them in hers. You take a sip of the drink, melting a little inside at how delicious it is.
"Why is there a mountain of marshmallows in your cocoa, (y/n)?" You've long since stopped questioning her intentions, or scolding her for being foolish. You've found that it's much harder than it seems to quell her insanity. You've also found that you like it better when you let her do what she does. It's more fun that way.
"I felt like it." She takes a sip, trying to get all the marshmallows, and failing, much to her chagrin. "Can I ask you something?"
You set down your mug and look at her with a stern, yet gentle, expression.
"You can ask me anything. We've been friends long enough that you can ask or say anything to me."
She sets down her mug now, and twiddles her thumbs nervously. Her cheeks dust a faint pink, and yours dust just the slightest shade of blue.
"I've been having some conflicting feeling lately. And after thinking it over, I've decided that... I really like you, Eq. Now, my question is... Would you be my matesprit...?"
Your cheeks turn a dark blue hue. You are left dumbfounded. You had felt the same way for ages, maybe longer than she had herself. You feel yourself begin to sweat out of nervousness. You have no idea what an appropriate response to this sort of thing would be.
She takes your (apparently) long silence as some sort of rejection. She averts her (e/c) eyes from your indigo blue ones.
"It's alright if you don't feel the same. I'm a big girl: I can handle-MMPH?!" You cut her off with an excited kiss, your hands cupping her face as gently as you can manage (what with your apparent inability to control your strength) and squeal inside when she kisses back. You pull away for air shortly after, and you hug her tightly, without crushing her bones to dust.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to say that to you, (y/n)." She laughs, and you blush.
"I think I can guess. Now let go, I'm starting to lose oxygen." You let go, a hand scratching the back of your neck sheepishly. She nestles herself in your neck, and you gently lay your head on top of her own.
"I love you, Equius," she says as he kisses your cheek.
"I love you too, (y/n)."