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Your drunk friend held out the hat to you with a rather swaying hand. Deciding to reach in before she falls over the front of the coffee table, you put a cautious hand inside. You felt around the pieces of paper for a few moments before deciding on a random one. You pulled it out and looked in your hands too see a neatly folded up piece of paper. You unfolded it to see the name of your flush crush written in red ink.
A light pink quickly dusted over your cheeks. Oh no. You darted your eyes up making sure Roxy hadn't seen you get the paper yet. Seeing she was currently preoccupied by her taking another sip of a margarita sitting by her, you tried to quickly duck your hand back into the hat to try to get a new piece of paper. She caught you how ever and quickly took the slip of paper from you faster then you though a drunk person should be able to move.
"No need to be shy _____! Lets just see who the lucky winner here is."
Before you could even open your mouth to protest, Roxy had read the name and had a smirk plastered on her alcohol flavored lips. She turned to the crowd, swaying a bit, and put her hands to her mouth and called out the name on the paper.
"KANKRI VANTAS! GET YOUR LITTLE TOOSH UP HERE!"
You looked behind you and watched as you saw the red sweatered troll calmly walk to the front of the crowd, saying a few things about triggering crowds on his way. He walked up to the coffee table and stood right in front of you.
"Hello there ______. I expect you are doing well. Though I would not like to trigger you by jumping to conclusions about your well being. I do hope you forgive me if I do indeed trigger you but it is understandable if you do not. And Roxy, I would appreciate if you would refrain from yelling. It can also be seen as a highly triggering act that would-"
Before he could continue his rant, Roxy pushed the to off you over in the direction of the closet. Kankri was rather unhappy about the contact and continued on his rant as you two were pushed by your drunk friend. As you approached the door Dave was holding it open for you two like the gentleman he was. Wait, did you say gentleman? You meant douche.
With one final shove, the two of you stumbled into the closet. The door was slammed behind you and the sound of a lock was heard. Dammit. There goes your escape plan. You had stumbled upon your entry into your love next and had gracefully fallen on Kankri, making the troll a ranting mess.
"______! I know you have fallen and this was completely out of your control, but I would hope you would try to keep your balance as to keep from having such a predicament from happening. Such an invasion, even if not done willingly by either, can be quite triggering to the other party." He continued to speak of various triggers that could occur when, blah blah blah.
You just huffed as he continued with his speech. You moved your self off the troll rather unwillingly because this was the closest you had ever been to the troll, and sat across from him. The two of you were still very close to each other, your knees barely brushing against the others. You decided to tune him out as you figured as that be the only way you'd be able to survive your time in here in the stuffy closet. You'd probably be lying though if you said you didn't kinda enjoy being to close the easily triggered troll.
With a sigh, you quickly crushed any hope of your flush crush with one tiny little thought. There was no way Kankri could ever return your feelings. He had taken a vow celibrate after all. You started to notice that Kankri had stopped talking awhile ago which was odd for him.
You looked up at him, his white eyes slightly glowling in the darkness. You'd always loved that part about him. You didn't notice how close he had gotten while you had drifted off.
"_____. I'm sorry for the invasion of personal space and what triggers this action I am taking might cause to you. I also would like to warn and inform you of future triggers. They may include, but do not limited to, person space invasion, close contact, flushed confessions, interspeices relations-"
You had completely tuned him out after that last bit was spoken. Did you just hear him right? You must of been not listening correctly. You could of sworn you had heard him say he was flushed. And for a human too!
Your little spark of hope was soon crushed as a new thought passed. Maybe it was for someone else? You could just feel your heart snap, loud enough that you could of sworn he must of heard it. You started to tune back in when you heard new information being spoken.
"-I hope I have not triggered you in anyway even as I had made sure to warn you in advance. I would understand if you do not feel the same way in return though as I have previously stated that I would not like to jump to such conclusions. I will just let you process the information I have told you so you are absolutely clear what you decision is and that there is no misunderstandings. And though this is clearly been stated I will say it again as I feel as though I should. ______, I am deeply flushed for you."
You sat there in that dark, cramped closet, progressing what you had heard him say. Kankri Vantas was flushed for you. You could feel a small smile make its way up onto your lips.
Before Kankri could open his mouth again you pounce on him, not carrying for his personal space. Before he could protest you had your mouth on his. It took him a moment before he respondedand surprisingly kissed you back.
It was a sweet kiss between the two of you. You gasped as you felt Kankri's tounge brush against your lips. The small amount of space was all he needed and his tounge soon entered. You two fought for dominance for a short while before you had won. You maneuvered you tounge across his sweet tounge and around his mouth before the two of you separated.
A thin trail of saliva connected between the two you on your lips. You had ended up straddling Kankri's lap, his hands on your waist. You were both huffing and breathing heavily. The two of you smiled at each.
"Flushed for you two.
Just then then door of the closet swung open. You shielded yourself from the light and as you adjusted to it, you saw a smirking Dave smirking at both of you. You looked back to Kankri and put on a smirk of your own. You grabbed Kankri's hand and bolted to the nearest bedroom.
Let's just say Dave won't be smirking once he gets a look at his bedsheets.
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There you guys go! You get an adorable trigger happy troll in your bed! Or should I say Dave's bed.... *Evil grin* Anyway! I'm gonna go hang out with my friend and possibly write another story there if I feel like it. I wrote this on a tablet so excuse the mistakes. I'll fix them once I get on my computer. Enjoy!
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