Welcome back to the Carnival[GamzeexReader](Part3)

You were wiping you eyes and just as you were about to walk to your friends, you felt a hand on your shoulder. At first you were surprised, but saw it was just the person that sat next to you, and he hadn't meant to surprise you.

"HeY sIs YoU aLl Up AnD fEeLiN oKaY?" He asked, his tone was deep and had a small hint of darkness in it, but he meant well, and it made you feel a little better even though the memories still lingered in your mind.

"Yeah just a little overstimulated I guess," you answer politely and try to not sound incredibly stupid. You then realize he is TALL, and he's pretty cute. You never really have liked a guy besides a few 'fluffy' crushes, as your friend called them. She's pretty weird, but back to the cutie standing in front of you. He also had amazing indigo eyes, and you wondered what he looks like without his makeup on.

"YoU wAnNa CoMe JoIn Me AnD mY bRoS aNd Go GeT sOmEtHiNg To EaT?" He smiles at you with a relaxed yet mirthful expression.

You hesitate at first, then nod, "Sure, my name's ________ _______ by the way."

"My NaMe'S gAmZeE mAkArA, nIcE tO mEeT yOu ________," he grabbed you hand gently and started walking to one of the other familiar places in the carnival that you remember, where all the food vendors are. You used to work at one of them, but it was long gone by now. You used to be the pickiest eater when you were little to the point where they almost had to cram something in your mouth to get you to eat something. It was pretty crowded so you held onto Gamzee's hand with a firm grip and watched him lead you to a group of other people, and you felt slightly nervous.

~Gamzee's POV~

A motherfucker could stare at her all day if she let him, for some reason I all up and couldn't stop wanting to practice the 12th rule of the motherfucking subjugglators with her every time I looked back at her from leading her to where the rest of my bros were most likely all up and chillin at. For some reason I felt motherfucking weird when she held tighter onto my hand in the crowd. If I all up and could have I would have just picked her up and walked through the crowds, but I don't think she'd be all up and okay with that.