The Dress - Gamzee X Goth!Reader

"Yeah! Motherfuckin' hug time!" You laughed, squeezing him around his abdomen, which was as high as your head reached on him.
"Fuck yeah." He chuckled, pretty much dragging you by your head as he walked into your lair/house/hive and shut the door.
"So what d'ya need, my bad ass clown man?" You laughed. Officially you two were just really close friends/moirails, but you talked and treated each other like a couple/matesprites. You both had a lightly demented sense of humor, knowledge of what it was like to be outcasts, and a love of dark colors. You were a goth, which earned you a lot of grief at school. Neither you, nor Gamzee got it. It wasn't like you were depressed or angry or anything. You just liked darker colors. Gamzee was a goth clown on a planet with a 15% and rising Coulrophobia rate. (Hey, could be worse. He could be a mime.  Sorry 'Loz.) 
"W-Well...." He started, staring at his lap as his purple blush became visible behind his face paint. "You know how your m-motherfuckin' Earth-prom-thing is next w-week?" He stammered.
"Yeah..?" You wondered, leaning in a bit from your seat in front of the troll.
"W-Well I-I was wondering..." He trailed off as he squeezed his legs, his claws cutting small holes into his grey pants. "... if you'd want to go with me. As motherfuckin' friends or whatever." 
"Oh..." You trailed off, blushing bright pink. "Gamzee... I don't think I could find a dress in time. I mean... If I did it'd probably be pink or some shit."
"So is that a yes if I can find you a bad ass dress~?" He coaxed, grinning.
"Hell yes!" You laughed.
TIMESKIP - THE NIGHT BEFORE PROM
You sat in your living room, waiting for Gamzee to bring out the dress. He lugged in a large bag (Which you presumed was the dress) as well as a smaller bag.
"Go try these motherfuckers on and tell me if they fit." He laughed, handing me the bags. I walked to my room, getting the dress out of the bag and gasping. It was a strapless black and purple ballgown with sparkling applique. You slid it on, smiling at how well it fit you. It wasn't squeezing you to death, but it wasn't about to fall off. It was like someone placed you in your own personal Disney movie. You opened the next bag and gently pulled out a purple masquerade-style mask, placing it to the side for the moment so that you could pull out your (Majestic majestic) boots. You awkwardly pulled them on, attempting to reach around your full skirts. When you finally managed that, you pulled out a small black and purple rose hair clip, which you carefully slid into your hair next to your ear. 
"It all fits!" You called through your door. 
"Motherfucking awesome! See you tomorrow sis!" He yelled back, and you heard his heavy footsteps exiting the house.
TIMESKIP
You quietly made your way into the auditorium in your outfit, immediately you began scanning the room for Gamzee. You spotted a wild head of hair and a pair of long, candy corn colored horns above the crowd and waded towards them, slightly disappointed to find that it was Kurloz instead of Gamzee. He had on a white button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a black vest over black slacks and no make-up. You poked him gently in the arm, and he turned to give you a closed-mouth smile through his stitches.
'Hey Kurloz' You signed to him.
'Wasup Ninjette? Looking fresh.' He replied.
'Likewise bro. Gam picked my outfit out. Do you know where he is?' You asked. He pointed over to the drinks table, where a slightly shorter afro with similar horns jutted above the crowd.
'Thanks man.' You signed, hurrying off. When you reached Gamzee you realized he was hanging out with everyone's favorite crabby troll: Karkat. Gamzee was wearing a dark purple button up shirt under a black vest, with black slacks, also make-up free.
"(Y/N)!" He yelled in excitement, bending down and scooping you into a massive hug.
"Hey Gam!" You greeted him over the noise. Karkat had left by now, but you didn't really mind. He tended to be a bit of a buzz kill.
"I like the dress on you!" He called over the music and talking.
"Your outfit's pretty wicked too!"
"Wanna go dance?"
"Let's go!" You called, grabbing his hand and leading him to the dance floor. You both danced wildly to the Skrillex song playing until it stopped, turning into a slow song. You looked up to the DJ's booth to see Sollux in his bi-colored tux grinning widely at you with Karkat standing off to the side, his arms crossed as he glared at you and Gamzee. Suddenly your hand was gently grabbed, a hand settling carefully on your waist. You looked up at Gamzee in surprise, before resting a hand on his shoulder, with a bit of difficulty due to his height.
"So (y/n)..." He murmured, looking into your eyes.
"Yeah?" You asked quietly.
"I'm flushed- I mean, I love you." He said, leaning down and kissing you quickly, his grey cheeks turning the color of grapes.
"I'm flushed for you too Gamzee." You sighed, leaning your head against his chest as the song ended.