GHB x Reader pt 1

You were startled out of your sleep by your room mate slamming the front door. You sat up and looked at the time. It was too early for you to be up. You can hear (her/him) mumbling from where your room is, just off the living room. Your expression went from tired to tired and confused when you also hear loud hissing.

You get up and put your (f/c) robe over your shorts and tank top that you fell asleep in. You then proceed to the living room. You rubbed your eyes tiredly.

"Do you have any idea what time it is (friend’s name)?" you said. The hissing had stopped and you heard something that sounded like a couple sets of six legged bugs scrambling towards you. You looked down and there at your feet are two grubs.

Both grubs are a purple colour with eyes to match. The larger of the two has a head of messy black, fluffy hair, two little horns that went up with a little wave to them and his face was painted so it almost looked like a skeleton. The other grub is just a tad smaller. His fluffy black hair was a bit shorter in length but just as messy. His horns were a little shorter and his face was painted to look like a clown.

You looked at your friend in shock.

"Where the hell did you get highblood grubs?"  You bent down and picked up the two grubs. The two snuggled your chest, not wanting to look at your friend.

"I wanted them so I got them" (friend’s name) said. You went and put the grubs in your room, setting them on your bed. They went and buried under your blankets. You went back to the living room, shutting your door behind you.

"You can't just take someone else's grubs just cause you want them. That's not how it works!  You're going to be fucking killed!  Now where the hell did you get them from!?" you yelled. You had to get the grubs back.

(Friend’s name) gave you a look. You didn't like it. (She/He) had a look of madness in their eyes. (She/He) went over to the kitchen.

"I always get what I want. You can't stop me."  Suddenly you're on the ground and your friend is stabbing you. You scream loudly in pain. You manage to throw your friend off and scramble into your room. You lock the door and stumble towards the bed. You fall to the floor beside it, your vision turning black. The last thing you hear is the grubs crying then… nothing.


GHB POV

You are the Grand Motherfucking Highblood and you're motherfucking pissed. Some motherfucker somehow managed to break into my hive and take Kurloz and Gamzee. I had guards out in the town looking for them. Guards that came back with nothing are quickly culled by my motherfucking club. Fed up with the motherfuckers failures, I went the grubs' room and took a whiff. You could smell the motherfucker that took your grubs.

I grabbed my clubs and stormed out of my hive. Storming around to town nearby, I followed the scent, culling every motherfucker that gets in your way. The trail ends at a regular old hive.

I smash in the fucking door, it flying off the hinges. I go in and see a red blooded motherfucker pounding on a door not far from me. (She/He) smells heavily of the same fucking scent that took my grubs. I could also smell the scent of blood.

"(y/n) open the fucking door!  Give me my fucking grubs you bitch!"

The motherfucker never saw it coming. I quickly culled the fucker and smashed the door in. You saw Kurloz and Gamzee beside another motherfucker. They're squeaking and squealing loudly, getting close to the limp bitch trying to get (him/her) to move. I go to them and pick up the two grubs. They squeaked loudly looking from me and the motherfucker on the ground.

"You want me to bring the fucker with us?" I ask.  Kurloz nods and Gamzee honked.  I sighed and picked up the limp body.  (His/Her) fucking disgusting red blood sluggishly moved out of the many wounds.  Gamzee moved over to the motherfucker and curled up on (his/her) chest.  He purred quietly.  I left the hive and went back to my own.  



(Reader POV)

You wake up in a bed that’s not your own.  Your chest and stomach hurt like a bitch.  You groan and curl up into a ball.  From nearby you hear a quiet honking.  You uncurl enough to see who’s making the honking noise.  From the edge of the bed is the grub with the clown painted face.  He looks at you, honking.  You roll over so you’re facing the grub.  You smile kindly.

“Hey there little guy.  Its ok.”  You say.  The grub honks happily and scrambles to you.  He gets close, brings his little front legs on your chest and nuzzles your face.  You kiss his forehead and the little guy giggles.  You smile and gently pet him.  

“Do you know where we are?”  He nods, honking lightly.  You slowly sit up, trying to avoid any amount of pain.  You were panting by the time you settled in your partially upright position.  You pick up the grub and hold him to your chest.  He screes happily and nuzzles your chest.  You look around the room, everything being outrageously huge.  You look back at the grub.

“Where’s your brother?  I remember there being two of you.” You say.  The little grub squirmed out of your arms, off the bed and ran out the door.  You just sat in the bed confused.  You carefully reached back, adjusted the pillows and leaned back.  That’s when you notice something.  Someone changed your clothes.  You blush.  

You have on a silky indigo robe loosely tied around your waist.  Opening it a bit you see that someone’s treated your wounds.

“Well it certainly explains why I'm not dead....” you mumble.  You jump, yell in shock when the door bursts open.  You groan in pain as your wounds are jarred.  You feel the bed shift as a weight is added on the bed.  You feel a weight on the side of your chest and a second weight on your stomach.  You open your eyes and see the two grubs.  The smaller one is on the side of your chest, looking at you worryingly.  You pet his head.  You look up at the third weight on the bed, and your blood ran cold at the sight of the Grand Highblood.

“Are you going to kill me for something I had no idea about?” You ask.  

“Depends on what you fucking tell me.”  The troll said.  You start petting the other grub.

“I had no idea (friend’s name) was planning on taking the grubs.  (He/She) woke me up when he/she came in with them.  I heard these two hissing and squealing.  I got up, and they came up to me.  I went and put them in my room, on my bed, shutting my door so they wouldn't leave.  It was only for their safety.  I started questioning (friend’s name), we started fighting, and next thing I know (he/she) stabbed me with a broken bottle.  I scrambled back into my room and I managed to lock my door.  After that I don’t remember, just waking up here.”  The two grubs quickly honk loudly, as if agreeing with you.

Grand Highblood listened to the grubs.  He gets up and starts leaving.

“What’re the grubs names?”  You asked before he left.  He stopped for a moment then answered.

“Kurloz and Gamzee.”  He left the room.