[Sollux was probably the most difficult boyfriend Eridan had ever had, which was saying something after he dated Karkat for about a year and half before realizing they were better off as gossip friends who had sleep overs and lots of platonic cuddling. That was high school, now is college and Eridan can barely focus in his marine biology class.]
[They fight a lot. They fight enough that it's become a dorm floor issue. A stroke of awful-good luck landed them as roommates last semester, and they just didn't bother to change it. Awful because Sollux was a dick and Eridan was a dick right back, good because they got together and did stuff with their dicks. They've gotten a little better with the whole fighting-then-fucking-the-shit-out-of-each-other thing, it's called cooling the fuck down and one of them manning up to apologize, and then make-up sex. Simple. A little unhealthy, but it worked.]
[Eridan barely remembers what they fought about, but it was his fault and Sollux was the one who stormed out before he could. It tended to be that the one who was left in the room was the one to apologize, but this time it was actually Eridan's fault so 2x apology obligation. He sent Sollux a text an hour or so ago, simply reading, "sorry. blowwjob or somethin else? see you wwhen you get back."]
[He heaves a breath up into the air as he turns himself around in a circle in his swivel chair, leaning back on it and tilting his head back. He hated waiting. He hated waiting without an answer or any way to prepare anything so he was just sitting in his chair, anxious as fuck with all his clothes still on. He always jerks up when he hears someone trying to open their door before he realizes it's not Sollux trying to get into their room. Fuck.]
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[They fight a lot. They fight enough that it's become a dorm floor issue. A stroke of awful-good luck landed them as roommates last semester, and they just didn't bother to change it. Awful because Sollux was a dick and Eridan was a dick right back, good because they got together and did stuff with their dicks. They've gotten a little better with the whole fighting-then-fucking-the-shit-out-of-each-other thing, it's called cooling the fuck down and one of them manning up to apologize, and then make-up sex. Simple. A little unhealthy, but it worked.]
[Eridan barely remembers what they fought about, but it was his fault and Sollux was the one who stormed out before he could. It tended to be that the one who was left in the room was the one to apologize, but this time it was actually Eridan's fault so 2x apology obligation. He sent Sollux a text an hour or so ago, simply reading, "sorry. blowwjob or somethin else? see you wwhen you get back."]
[He heaves a breath up into the air as he turns himself around in a circle in his swivel chair, leaning back on it and tilting his head back. He hated waiting. He hated waiting without an answer or any way to prepare anything so he was just sitting in his chair, anxious as fuck with all his clothes still on. He always jerks up when he hears someone trying to open their door before he realizes it's not Sollux trying to get into their room. Fuck.]