You were doing your usual thing, derping around on the internet, when your boyfriend, Kurloz walked in. You look at his lips and your smile falters. You remember his soothing, soft voice. He had a calignous relationship with Meulin and you were cool with that, until he sewed his mouth shut for her. You didn't think it was fair to have lost a part of your lover to some whore that would be saying she hated him the next week. He smiled at you and waved.

"Hey Kurloz..." You say while he sits next to you and signs, "What are you doing?"

"Oh I'm just derping around and writing some stuff..." You say while he holds you in his arms. You feel safe and warm in that moment. He reads what you wrote and then signs, "Is this a story?"

"Wow, no shit Sherlock." You say with a smile on your face. He smiles and ruffles your hair. You giggle and continue to write. After a while, Kurloz grabs your typing hands and stops them. He holds them up in his hands and you lean back into his chest. You frown when you see that his hands are bonier than yours.

"Kurloz, when was the last time you ate?" You ask. He gives you a sad smile and uses Chucklevoodoo to communicate.

"I'vE bEeN mEaNiNg To TeLl YoU..."

"Tell me what?"

"I wEnT tO tHe MoThErFuCkInG dOcToR..."

"Yes Kurloz?"

"He SaId I'm GoInG tO dIe SoOn (Y/n)." He finishes. You can't breathe. You turn and face him and notice for the first time how boney he is. After sewing his mouth shut he couldn't find any way to eat. He was going to die of malnourishment.

All because of the bitch Leijon.

"Kurloz..." You say while whimpering. You didn't want him to die. He was your love. He smiled and pressed his cold, paint-covered lips against your forehead in what you assumed was supposed to be a kiss.

"I'm GoInG tO mOtHeRfUcKiNg MiSs YoU (y/N)." He signs. You cry into his chest until he says he has to get home.

A few days later you get a call from Gamzee, his younger brother, saying that he had died. You cried the whole day. Later, Gamzee came over along with your best friend Mituna to comfort you. Gamzee said that his funeral would be in two days.

Two days later you are standing before your boyfriend's grave. You put down a small bouquet of Forget-Me-Nots. You walk away from Meulin and spend the rest of the night crying in Mituna's arms.