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cherryluvrx3 · 13 days ago

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meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas

Chapter 9

[masterlist]

It was finally Saturday morning, the anticipation for today had been killing me. After we all met up for the first time at lunch, Dave took it upon himself to make a group chat for him, Karkat and I called “Sigma Meeting Room” which Karkat hated. No matter how many times he tried changing the name, Dave would change it right back.

We talked back and forth about specifics of our hangout like my address and what we’d be eating, turns out that pizza was absolutely off the table. I guess with the jobs they have, it’s only natural you’d get a bit sick of it. So we decided we’d get Chinese takeout delivered to us.

I had woken up pretty late, the alarm clock on my bed reading 12:26 though I wasn’t really worried because they shouldn’t have been coming until two. That would’ve given me more than enough time to clean up a bit and set things up for us to do.

I had just finished brushing my teeth when I heard the doorbell ring.

“Coming!”

I put my toothbrush away and walked out the bathroom while whoever was outside took it upon themselves to start ringing it repeatedly.

“I SAID IM FUCKING COMING!?” I yelled before stomping to the door and yanking it open.

To my surprise there stood Dave, a bookbag on his back and a plastic bag which appeared to be filled with some snacks. The plastic bag was a bit see-through so I could notice chips and ice cream among other things inside.

“Uh- hey? What are you doing here so soon? It’s only 12:30?” I ask but step to the side, letting him in.

“Oh yeah, hope you don’t mind me coming early. Me and my bro uh, got into a little.. disagreement of sorts. Just wanted to get out the apartment ASAP.” He says as he goes to the living room, setting his stuff down.

“Oh was it a.. nasty argument..?” I ask, unsure if he’s doing alright or not.

“Not particularly. My bro’s just a complicated guy. I try not to let that shit get to me.” He shrugs as he takes a seat on the couch.

“What do you mean by ‘that shit’ exactly?” I wonder as I sit next to him. Dave gets visibly uncomfortable as if he wasn’t expecting me to ask for the details.

“Uh- y’know like.. y’know?”

“No I don’t know?”

“It’s kinda complicated- I know you don’t really wanna hear it-“

“I’m fine with listening really! If you’re open to talking about it, that is. If you need someone to just vent to or something I don’t mind.”

Dave looks to me then averts his gaze just as quickly, in his mind he’s considering if he should or not. Talking about his own feelings on serious topics is a bit foreign to him and while we aren’t super close yet, Dave is the kinda guy who’s emotions and thoughts just end up spilling out his mouth anyways eventually after trying to bottle them up for so long.

Plus this is already something that's leaving a heavy pit in his stomach, he feels like if he doesn’t let it out now, it’ll stay weighing on his mind and he won’t be able to enjoy himself later.

“It’s like- well…” he trails off as he tries to find the words. “Not to like- trauma dump or whatever,” “Well I mean I did ask,” “ Right , um, our dad uh, wasn’t really a good guy right? I think.. No, I know he left long lasting effects on us but in.. different ways. With Dirk he’s so… quiet and mysterious 24 fuckin’ 7. He’ll yap your ear off and say nothing all at the same time. Like bro loves grilling up nothing burgers like it’s his passion. It’s.. irritating because I want him to like,” his hands move as he speaks, somewhat trying to demonstrate what he means, “ come to me if something’s bothering him. I don’t want him to just sit in a pit of his issues because he feels he’s ‘less of a man’ for having emotions? I mean he’s my brother! I can tell when he’s normal Dirk weird or weird Dirk weird. But when I try to talk to him about it, he always shrugs me off saying shit like “ It’s not a big deal ” or “ You’re too young to understand ” like you’re only 3 years older than me douchebag!?” Dave exasperates before sighing and running a hand through his hair before starting to rub at his eyes under the shades.

“Plus I… want someone I can talk to too.. if something’s bothering me. But because of him I sort of.. feel like I’m wrong for wanting that..” he mutters. He peaks at me from the corner of his eye, trying to gauge my reaction.

“Hmmm…”

“Ugh- I said so much. Sorry that’s fucking embarrassing just pretend I didn’t-“

“I don’t think you’re wrong for wanting someone to talk to when you’re going through shit.” I cut him off before he can start to freak out more.

“I mean, humans are social beings, we need communities n’ all that. Even if your bro might’ve closed off his emotional communication station, mine is open anytime you need to chat.” I smile and give him a reassuring pat on the shoulder before heading to the fridge to put away the ice cream and other drinks he brought with him. He’s quiet as he sits on the couch, his hands rub at his cheeks as he tries to fight off the heat rising from his neck.

“Thanks.” He mutters. “But yeah, that’s the basics of it. I try to get my edgy bro to be more open and then he gets mad that I'm ‘prying on him’ or whatever." Dave says from the couch as I walk back.

"Well," I start as I flop down next to him, "If you want him to be more open then maybe you should start? I mean, I don't know your bro but maybe he'll get more used to the idea if you take the first step? It doesn't have to be anything too deep or personal- just something that can help build the foundation for actually being upfront with his feelings y’know?" I look at him to see now he takes my advice on the situation. He leans back, arms spread and resting on the top part of the couch as he thinks to himself. Luckily for me, he’s so wrapped in his own thoughts he doesn’t notice me staring at him. Really, I should be more embarrassed about how I’m shamelessly checking him out but I’m more concerned with taking in the style of his hair and how it frames his face, shape of his jawline, the freckles and blemishes that cover his skin, the miscellaneous cuts and scars scattered about. He swallows and my eyes trail the movement of his adam’s apple as he does, looking lower to peek at the skin of his collarbones that can slightly be seen through the gap of the collar of his baggy shirt. The freckles seem to cover his chest too. How far down do they go? Do they die down on the parts of skin that don’t get much sun? I want to see it. I want to see him. Will he let me see?

“Ah ahem, ” He clears his throat and looks at me through the corner of his eye.

Shit. Caught red-handed.

He looks a bit off to the side, his cheeks heating up. “U-uh yeah that sounds like a good start. I’ll try it out.” His voice cracks as he brings his arms back down, one reaching up to scratch a nonexistent itch on his neck and the other fidgeting with the end of his shirt. He looks embarrassed and almost like he’s trying to cover up from my intense gaze.

God. I’m such a freak. Can I be fucking normal? Tweaking over a peak of collarbones? Holy shit you’d think I’m an old geezer from the 1800’s seeing a sliver of skin from a lady’s ankle or something- GET A GRIP! I yell to myself as I get up. “Uh, you said you’d be bringing your Xbox right? We can uh plug it in right now?” I said awkwardly trying to change the weird mood my creepiness brought out. “H-huh? Oh! Y-yeah right..” He mumbles as he reaches into his backpack, taking it out.

“So you had it in your backpack huh? I was wondering what was in there. Last I’d seen, it practically floated down when you tossed it to the ground when we ate together.” I joked as he got up to plug it all in.

“Well yeah, can’t just walk around with a Xbox in my arms, that’s like asking to be mugged.” His voice strained as he leant to reach behind the TV stand to plug the console to the power outlet.

“True…” I muttered before taking my phone out of my pocket. “I’m gonna text Karkat and see if he can come earlier so it’s not just us.. By ourselves.. For an hour..”

“..right”

Karkat save us. Please save us from just being stuck on our own.

-KARKATTTTT

-KARKAT KARTKATT

-KARYU

-KARJAT

-KARKAT!!!!

-KA

-RKAT!!

Karkat

-SHUT UP STOP SPAMMING ME

-WHAT????

-wyddd :3

Karkat

-Is that seriously all you wanted to ask??

-Sorta

-just tell me wyd!!

Karkat

-I’m sorting through the movies I have. I’m only gonna bring 2 because I’m guessing we’re gonna be doing more than watching movies

-I just can’t decide which ones to bring

-Okay well hurry and decide!! And come over!!

-NOWWWW!!!!

Karkat

-WHYY???

-We’re not supposed to be there till over an hour

-DAVE IS ALREADY HERE!!

-COME NOWW!!!

Karkat

-HE IS??

-SO WHAT

-WHY ARE WE YELLING

-BECAUSE ITS FUCKING AWKWARD!!!

-GET HERE NOWWWW!!!

Karkat

-FINE ILL BE THERE IN LIKE 20

-MAKE IT 15!!!

“Okayyyyy he’s on his way.” I say looking up from my phone and seeing him now sorting through the games he brought with him.

“Alright. I brought a couple multiplayer games with me. Any particular preferences?” Dave asks as he spreads them out on the living room table.

“Hmmm…”

“Oh look, Tony Hawk Pro Skater. An oldie but a classic.” He waves the case in my face.

“Pro Skater? Isn’t that just the shitty skating game filled with bugs?”

“Hey! Being a shitty skating game filled with bugs is what gives it its charm.” He snickers before tossing it back on the table.

“You brought GTA?”

“Do ya wanna play that?”

“Yeah I’d like to but you can’t really play multiplayer with just one TV.”

“Oh damn, right.” He takes the game and tosses it back into his backpack.

“How about Super Smash Bros?” I ask, lifting it up from the table.

“Sure. We could probably play a round or two before Kat gets here. FYI I’m totally gonna kick your ass, just letting ya know before you get to whining.” Dave arrogantly says before handing me a controller and sitting on the couch.

“Well FYI, I’m not above using cheap tricks like kicking you in the ribs to win...”

“Okay, chill, is it ever that serious?”

“ It’s always that serious..”

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Karkat stood in front of the door checking one last time to make sure he was at the right apartment before knocking.

...

No answer?

He knocked again.

...

Nothing.

Okay now he was starting to get pissed off.

He raised his fist ready to start pounding on the door when it swung open to reveal Dave who was out of breath, red in the face from exasperation, his glasses crooked and hair a mess.

“.. What the hell went on?”

“I was winning at smash 4-0 and they got pissed and started wrestling me bro I’m so serious I thought I was gonna die.” Dave explained as he stepped to the side letting Karkat in.

“Oh my god you’re so dramatic. Just say you’re weak as shit man.” I said as I walked to the doorway to greet Karkat.

“You look pathetic, honestly..” Karkat muttered as he fixed Dave’s glasses for him nonchalantly and patted down a few stray hairs before turning to me. “Since you rushed me I brought my top 5 and I’ll decide which ones we’ll actually watch here.” Karkat says holding up a bag filled with some DVDs.

“Well, when you put 'em on, just know I’m gonna be knocked out having a nap thanks to those movies taking me on an all expenses paid trip to snoozeville.” Dave sighed as we all headed to the living room. “Whatever Dave I couldn’t give less of a fuck about your complaining even if I had an abundance of fucks ready to give away. I’m talking warehouse level amounts of fucks that come in BUNDLES. ON SALE. And I still wouldn’t give any to you.” Karkat sat on the couch, me on his left, Dave on his right.

“Besides, (Y/n) said I can bring whatever I want and since it’s their house that’s all that matters right?” He turns to me before his eyes widen, coming to a sudden realization. He looks me up and down.

“Uhh.. what?” I ask, confused by the sudden silence from him.

“Are you wearing my clothes?” Karkat asks.

“Huh?” I look down and lo and behold, he’s right. “Oh yeah! I’ve kinda been using them as pajamas for a while, they’re pretty comfy. I know I already thanked you but seriously thanks. You really saved my ass. From being exposed that is.” I laugh patting his back. “But if we’re being honest, I doubt I’m ever gonna give these back. If you want I could give you some of my clothes or somethin’” I say.

“Oh. Huh. Ok.” is all Karkat says before going to sort through his DVDs. Even with him looking away from me, I can see the tips of his ears turning red. What I don’t see is Dave shooting Karkat a look, wiggling his eyebrows only for Karkat to stomp on his foot with an annoyed huff.

“OW, DICK!” Dave yells.

“Huh?”

“It’s nothing, don't worry about it.” Karkat grumbles trying to will away the intensifying blush on his cheeks.

“..I think I’m gonna put together the cinnamon rolls so we can have them as a little snack before we order food later.” I say as I get up.

“A little snack? Wouldn’t that be more like desert?” Dave asks “Yeah.” “So shouldn’t you make them later?” “I want them now .” I say and head to the fridge so I can pull out the cans of dough.

“Do you want help?” Karkat asks from the couch.

“No it’s alright. Besides I feel like if i let you guys make 'em they’re gonna turn out fugly as fuck.”

“WHAT!!” “Hey man, not cool.”

“Whatevs!” I say back before popping open a can.

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haiiii.......... it's been so long.... sorry for taking a bajilion years to update :( on a good note for me, i'm gonna be graduating highschool soon as top 3 of my class!!! yippeeee the hang out isnt over yet, the next chapter they're still gonna be chillin together and idk what chapter i'll have it specifically but i think they're gonna have a accidental sleep over at dave's house i say accidental bc they're just hanging out really late and fall asleep 2gether!! how cute. i'll try to finish chapter 10 soon and post it here and ao3 see you l8r!!

#homestuck #homestuck x reader #dave strider x reader #karkat vantas x reader #davekat x reader #davekat

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cherryluvrx3 · 13 days ago

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meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas

Chapter 8

[masterlist]

I walked back to school without any rush, after all, it’s not that far away. Pulling my phone from my pocket I noticed the onslaught of messages from my friends both individually and in our group chat.

It was a mix of encouragement but also aggressive curiosity, demanding to know the details.

I sent a quick message to get them off my back, I’m not really in the mood for a debrief right now, I’d rather wait till we’re all together or else I’d just be explaining the same things over and over.

-Let’s meet up after school and head to the park

-I’ll talk then :p

I meant what I said. I ignored Roxy’s prodding and Nepeta’s begging for details. Lucky for me, we weren’t doing much in my last few classes, just missing work and a project I already finished so I was able to take it easy up until the bell rang.

Nepeta, who I had my last class with, clung to my sleeve as we navigated our way through the crowds of teens and grown-ass adults who would’ve been out in the real world if they hadn’t failed so many times. Maneuvering through hoards of kids was an art form me and Nepeta had mastered, squeezing through and slipping past groups hogging up the hallways so that we could finally leave.

After me and Nepeta left the front entrance we started heading over to the park which was only two blocks away. Her phone buzzed in her pocket, I watched as she pulled it out and checked the notification.

“Gamzee said he’s there already! I know his class is on the first floor but geez he must walk fast huh..” She began to mumble as she typed out a response.

“Well, honestly I’m not even sure he goes to his last class that much. He heard you don’t need a fourth year of math to graduate so he stopped caring about it.” I laughed, remembering a time he facetimed me when I was sick and stayed home, documenting his escape which was just him hopping out the class’s window and leaving to come visit me.

When we got to the park, Gamzee was there as he said he'd be, lightly moving back and forth on one of the swings.

“Sup lil mama.” Gamzee greeted as Nepeta ran up to him

“Hi Gamz!” Nepeta replied as she returned the fist bump he offered her.

I quickly plopped onto the swing next to him before starting to rock myself back and forth.

“Hey, Guys!” I hear Roxy’s voice call out, she’s jogging towards us, leading Terezi by the hand.

“Be careful!” I began to call out, worried about Terezi tripping but the one who ended up falling was Roxy, stepping on her untied shoelace before tumbling forward, almost taking Terezi with her.

“GAH!” Roxy yelled dramatically at her little topple into the fake grass covered floor.

We all stare in silence as she lay in a pose I can only describe as the family guy character fall, not making any moves to get up.

Terezi yanked her up to her feet, what a strong girl , and kept walking toward us, now leading Roxy.

Terezi feels towards one of the metal poles holding up the swing set before using it to brace herself as she sat down, facing us.

“So how was your little cheap date with the delivery boy?” She asks with a snarky playful tone.

“Cheap date?”

“What? You think Panda Express is a noble establishment?” She snickered.

“Well, no! But it wasn’t exactly a date anyway, I mean his friend was there.”

“Ohh right you guys had a third wheel huh? Damn! Must’ve been hard to make a move right?” Roxy asked as she took a seat next to Terezi.

“Actually, They’re actually coming to my house to hang out.” I say smugly.

“Wait ‘they’?” Nepeta tilted her head in confusion. The rest of the group having similar expressions.

“Both Dave and Karkat…”

“Dude.”

“I know! I should be trying to focus on getting to know Dave but I can’t just- not include Karkat when he’s right there! That’s so mean.” I tried defending myself.

“Besides I like hanging with Karkat- well now I do. He was kinda a dick to me before but I think we’re starting to get along- or more like he’s starting to accept me?” I start swinging back and forth more now.

“Like he was kinda cold to me when we first started talking but by the end he actually smiled at me and I don’t know I kinda felt proud that I was able to-“ my rambling got cut off by Gamzee who just sighed next to me, shaking his head in disappointment. “Don’t tell me you’re seriously tryna snag both of those motherfuckers?” He asked.

“What!?”

“We went over this, there’s nooo way you could handle multiple hoes- especially not after the serious hoe drought you’ve been in.” Roxy said, patting my knee in a false sympathetic way.

“No I’m not- that’s not what I-!” Then I paused to think about it for a moment.

Dave and Karkat.

Dave AND Karkat..

I leaned back in the swing and looked to the sky, thinking. Seriously thinking.

“Uh.. (Y/n)..? We were just joking, yaknow..” Roxy said, patting my leg, trying to bring me back to reality but it was too late, I got a ticket for a train at delusion station and it’s already taken off with me on board.

“No cause now that I think about it…”

“Ugh Gamz why’d you have to put that idea in their head!?” Terezi scoffed.

“No guys hear me out..”

“I’m listening!”

“Thank you Nepeta, you sweet girl, if no one got me, Nepeta got me,” I pat her head, “So, Dave and Karkat are pretty close from what I can tell, I don’t wanna get in between their bromance so what if I turn their bromance into a three-way romance? ” I explain, waiting for the inevitable judge-y eyes.

.. .

.. ..

“Y’know what? If you think you’re a motherfucker who could pull some shit like that off, then go ahead.” Gamzee laughed as he got up from the swing.

“I mean, I don’t know how you’d do it but it wouldn’t hurt to try?” Nepeta shrugged.

“Whattt? 2/4 in support of a very obviously dumb idea from me? Is hell freezing over?” I joke.

“Yeah and usually I’m the one egging you on!” Roxy said, helping Terezi get up from the floor.

“I definitely think it’s dumb, I mean do you even like this Karkat guy?” Terezi asked, crossing her arms as we all started to leave the park.

“Well.. he’s cute.”

“Oh hell yeah he’s a cute motherfucker.” Gamzee called out from the front.

“And maybe I’m crazy but I think he might be a little interested in me.” I giggle.

“Yeah, maybe you are crazy.” Terezi mumbled, bumping her shoulder into mine.

“So did Dave seem interested in you?” Roxy asked.

“Ah I’m not too sure. Like we all got along fine but I wouldn’t say he took a specific liking to me, my charms haven’t wooed him yet!”

“So that’s why you’re tryna pull his little friend too? In case it doesn’t work out with him?” Terezi asked with a raised eyebrow.

“No!? Yes? Maybe? I don’t know! Either way! Fact is they’re both coming to my house this weekend. I’m gonna go to Walmart to buy some snacks or something.”

“Welp, I guess we’ll go with you.” Roxy slung her arm around my shoulder, “and I’ll buy you a bag of chips that you can share with your hopefully future loverboys.” She giggled.

They all followed me to Walmart and very sweetly decided to buy me something for the weekend hangout all while they continued to ask some questions about Dave and Karkat and my intentions with them and I answered as best I could.

Roxy buying me some chips and salsa (aw), Nepeta buying me two cans of Pillsbury cinnamon rolls (yum!), Gamzee stealing a bag of mixed candy (aw?), and Terezi buying me a box of condoms (uh..?).

“WHAT? Terezi I won’t be needing these!?” I yell as I shake the box in her face.

“Well it’s better to be prepared right?” She shrugged.

“Okay but you bought them in extra small!?”

“I’m just guessing their size.”

“What? Do ya think Dave and Karkat are slinging around big ol’ horse co-””OKAY conversation over!” I cut off whatever Gamzee’s comment was and shoved the box to the very bottom of the bag.

“Thanks for the uh… normal gifts guys.” I sighed.

“No purroblem!” Nepeta said as she gave me a hug. “Hope things go well! I gotta head home and feed my cats, talk to you guys later!” She waved goodbye before walking off.

“Well I should head off too, ttyl!” Roxy said, patting my shoulder as she left.

Me, Terezi and Gamzee walked together a bit longer since our homes were in the same general area.

We passed the time as we walked talking about random topics and mutual friends.

“Hey (Y/n)?” Terezi started.

“Yeah?”

“If you and Dave- or Karkat- or whoever the fuck I don’t even know, start dating, you’re not gonna forget about us right?” Terezi asked, her fingers anxiously messing with the hem of her shirt.

“No..? No! Of course not! Why’d you think that?” I sling my arm over her shoulder and pull her close, Gamzee starting to pat her back.

“Ugh.. I don’t know.. forget it. I feel stupid.." She tries to pull away but me and Gamzee hold her still.

“Hey,” he grabs her by the shoulders, “No matter who we meet or date or whatever the fuck, we’re always gonna stick together, okay? Don’t start getting all motherfuckin’ lonely cuz y’know we’re always gonna be there.” Gamzee says rather seriously.

I watch as her lip quivers a bit and feel my own chest tightening. I give her a hug which she gives back, squeezing incredibly tight.

Terezi used to be friends with a girl named Vriska, the two were super close and even though Terezi never really said I’m pretty sure she was even in love with her. Then Vriska kinda ditched her and cut her off completely for seemingly no reason.

I think that still sticks with her even after all this time. I rub her back and wait for her breathing to settle down.

“Yeah I’m not going anywhere baby girl.” I whisper playfully in her ear.

“Eughk! Get off me!” She quickly shoves me away and keeps walking.

“Baby girl come back!”

“Give us some love baby girl-”

“Shut up!” She yelled right as Gamzee tried to join in.

We kept walking, a silent agreement between all of us to not mention Terezi’s little moment of insecurity. We are conscious of it but it doesn’t need to get talked about, especially if she doesn’t want to.

As we walk, we near the Pizza Hut that Dave and Karkat worked.

“Wait, let me say hi!” I say as I cut through the parking lot and walked up to the window, peeking to see if they were there, Terezi and Gamzee following.

I could see them both actually, arguing about something , I don’t think it was serious because Dave didn’t really seem to give a fuck but when does he ever give a fuck?

I tap the glass, getting their attention and wave ‘hi’, them both noticing and smiling a bit, waving back.

Then Karkat freezes and a second later a look of confusion crosses his face as he points towards us.

I realize he recognizes Gamzee.

Gamzee realizes he recognizes Gamzee.

We run.

Dragging a confused Terezi as we hear the jingle of the door opening and a very upset Karkat yelling out “What the fuck are you doing here!?”

“What the hell? Why is he yelling at us!?” Terezi asked as we ran.

“I guess the motherfucker’s still mad about the edible?”

“No shit!?”

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Terzei,, my luv,, I don't think people talk about Terezi and Vriska's relationship enough or at least not in a way that isn't surface level. Liekk Terezi loves Vriska so much but I don't think Vriska is capable of deeply loving anyone because of how she was raised. I don't think she can keep anyone closer than at an arms length which is really sad not only to Terezi but to Vriska too. She will always be cursed with loneliness thanks to no one but herself and it she can't even fully face that fact of her emotions because she's stuck trying adhere to the cool girl idgaf about nothing persona. Maybe that's why Terezi took interest in Dave, because he was a cool guy but was at least able to let people in. srry im rambling,, i don't even like vriska *skull emoji* I don't think I'm gonna add vrisrezi as an actually ship liek as in actutally make them date but I might talk about their feelings 4 each other l8r next chapter will be the actual weekend hangout with davekat :p

#homestuck #homestuck x reader #dave strider x reader #karkat vantas x reader #davekat x reader #davekat

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cherryluvrx3 · 13 days ago

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meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas

Chapter 7

[masterlist]

Dave tossed his backpack, which looked practically empty, to the floor before walking over to the cashier.

“You want the same as usual Karkat?” Dave calls out and receives a yeah back.

“So,” I start, “You come here often?”

“Not really. Just one of the few food places near the school. I don’t even like Panda Express in general.” Karkat mumbles, not looking up from his phone.

Wow kids these days and their damn phones. It’s impolite to not look at people while they’re talking… I’m not sure if Karkat doesn’t like me specifically or if he’s just a hateful person period.

Maybe it’s a bit of both.

He only looks up from his phone when Dave comes with their food. Dave and Karkat sit across from me at the table, the rest of the place is relatively empty besides some lonely bald man eating by himself in the corner.

“Were you here long? Before we came I mean.” Dave asks diving in.

“Ah not really, only for like 4 minutes after I ordered.” I said starting to eat my own food too.

“Yeah, our schools aren’t that far but me and Karkat gotta speed-walk to and back. We try to come back during passing period so it’s not as noticeable when we sneak in.” He explains.

“Oh do you guys have someone to let you in? I gotta text my friend to open the door for me.”

“Yeah- Well, we used to have John do it but he got annoyed n’ started saying ‘figure it out yourselves’ So now we ask this other friend of ours, Jade, ‘cause she’s like- too nice to say no.” Dave says, his voice a bit muffled at the end after taking another bite.

“ Gross, don't talk with your mouth full, you're making me lose my appetite.” Karkat complains in disgust, tilting himself to face away from Dave.

“And the only reason Harley doesn’t refuse is because you bitch and whine like a puppy until she feels bad. Or gets annoyed.”

“I don’t bitch and whine- you know what? You’ve been real bitchy with me for a while now.”

“I’m not bitchy!”

“ Sureee. I bet you’re just salty I said that the trashy romance movie you were watching was cringe.” Dave said, pointing his fork at Karkat in an accusing manner.

“It’s not cringe! You just don’t know how to appreciate romance because you’re an insufferable dimwitted prick with no tact or capability to appreciate deep and emotional romantic bonds between people!” Karkat argued.

“You watch romance movies? Really? You don’t seem the type.” I laughed light heartedly but he seemed to be in self defense mode. Karkat tensed up, clearly upset and aggressive but Dave paid no mind, being already used to it.

“Urgh! Anyone with a decent brain can enjoy a good romance story but clearly that’s too much to ask from braindead dickwads like you two!” He shouted, not caring about the lone worker and sad old man that were now staring, both of them giving looks to each other and engaging in a silent conversation that probably went like, ‘Geez what’s that kid’s deal?’ ‘I don’t know dude, he doing too much’ ‘Right? He don’t know nothing about being an adult. Fuck he so angry for?’ ‘Literally like get a job lil’ bro 😭’ ‘ I want you… ’ ‘Meet me in the back…’

“Hey man, I never said anything against romance movies! Like I don’t go out of my way to watch them but I like stories with romance- when they’re done well of course and not filled with cheesy cliches.” I said in a soft voice, trying to calm him down.

“Oh.” Karkat almost visibly deflated, realizing he wasn’t being attacked or made fun of (at least not by me). He even looked a bit embarrassed.

“Whaaat? For reals you’re into that shit?” Dave tried to tease.

“I mean sure, they can be cute and sweet y'know? Type of shit that makes you see beauty in life and hope in human connections bro. Obviously they can be super dramatic and unrealistic when it comes to the ideals and standards but what makes them unrealistic is us. We’re the ones who are stopping ourselves from acting in all these loving ways. Obviously if someone is capable of thinking up these romantic gestures and words, then we should be capable of doing them right? As lame as that sounds.” I finished my little speech before taking a bite of my food, Karkat nodding quickly in agreement.

“Hmm..” Dave rested his chin and just stared at me. It was silent for a bit, as he tried to figure out what to say next. Or maybe he didn’t have anything to say at all, instead processing my words as if they were something he’d never considered.

“ Thank you! ” Karkat exclaimed, “That’s how I feel but couldn’t really put it into words.” He had a rare smile, at least rare to me. I might’ve been one of the few people that didn’t tease him for liking something that seemed to be a major interest. I mirrored his smile and felt happy, I liked that I was able to find something to put us on good terms.

“We got like 20 minutes before next class.” I said after checking my phone.

“Damn- hurry up Karkat we gotta leave in like 10 minutes.” Dave said, now rushing the rest of his food in his mouth.

“I’ve literally been done.” Karkat said, his bowl practically scraped clean.

“Jesus- you vacuumed that shit up huh?” I laughed

“I didn’t eat breakfast okay!?”

After me and Dave finished, there was about 5 minutes till they had to leave so it was just some simple small talk. We talked about school a bit but then the conversation shifted to home life where they mentioned that they both had older brothers that they lived with.

“Wow I kinda just live alone. My parents are always working so it’s more like the apartment is just a place where they pay to keep their stuff in.” I said.

“Man I wish I had a house to myself- no offense to my bro but sometimes I get grossed out by how messy the house is with all his miscellaneous junk like sex puppets and mechanical parts tossed around. Well I guess some of the mess is partially my fault too though.”

Sex puppets???

“Ugh I wish I had a laid back brother like yours. Kankri throws a fit if I just leave a sock on the floor. Of my room!? Like get out! This is my space! It’s because of him I don’t even like having friends over.” Karkat complained, his arms crossed in an all too familiar fashion.

“Same- well, I think Dirk is fine with me having friends over but he’s usually a solitary guy and it makes me feel guilty cause it’s like we’re bothering him.” Dave sighs before checking the time again.

“Uh well if you guys want, you’re welcome to hang out at my place! Like I said no one’s really there to bother us.” I offer nervously, unsure if they’d be interested in the offer.

They both look to each other as they contemplate the offer.

“You got a TV?” Dave asks.

“What type of weird ass question is that?” Karkat questioned.

“Well I don’t know, maybe they’re poor- not that there’s anything wrong with being poor. Hashtag poorpeoplerights.”

I just look at Dave with an irritated and judgmental look that Karkat mirrors.

“…Yes I have a TV..”

“Okay cool- I can bring over my Xbox and some games then.” Dave says throwing up some finger guns to try and ease the dirty looks he’s getting.

“…Okay..” I mutter.

…

….

“Okay guys c'mon. I can take only one person staring at me with judgy eyes at a time” Dave complained.

I just laughed a bit, finally breaking.

“I got some card games and movies if you guys wanna do that too.”

“Can I bring my own movies?” Karkat asked.

“Sure-” “Nope. No can do amigo.” Dave cut me off.

“Why not?” Karkat asked, already aggravated with whatever Dave was about to say next.

“Because you’re gonna play some lame ass romance movies or some bs like that.” Dave teased, shoving at Karkat’s shoulder and of course, really pissing him off.

“Karkat,” I cut him off before he could blow another fuse and maybe get us kicked out , even though we’re about to leave, “Don’t worry about whatever Dave wants. This is my house. We can watch whatever you want dude.” I get up from my seat and pat his back. My hand rests on his shoulder as I lean by his ear and say, “besides, I’m sure whatever movie you bring will be great if it’s one you like.” I smile.

Now, maybe I’m going crazy. Maybe I’m just super full of myself. Maybe I’m a delusional idiot who’s mind’s been warped after being single for so long. Or maybe, I’m the most desirable, smooth, alluring bitch alive, because I swear , I just seen Karkat blush.

I’m so taken off guard that I’m stunned into momentary silence.

“ Thanks .” He murmurs, looking down, his hands playing with the hem of his sleeves awkwardly.

Now, Dave is still here, and in the corner of my eye I can see him look at me, then at Karkat, then to me, then back at Karkat.

And then he gasps.

And he just as quickly slaps his hand over his mouth as we both look at him in confusion.

“Uhhhhh yeah that all, uh, sounds great dude. Like what, um, time do you want us to come over?” His voice cracks a bit.

“Um…How about this weekend.? You guys can come over at like two”

“Yeah okay. Great. Epic. Just send us your address later, c'mon Kat we gotta go.” Dave says hurriedly as he tugs Karkat up by his sleeve. The two pick up their bags and move to throw away their trash, Karkat taking mine to toss too.

I thank him but he only nods and follows Dave out the door. They wave goodbye through the window before speed-walking away.

“Oh! I forgot to ask Karkat about Gamzee…”

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“Dude.”

“Shut up.”

“DUDE.”

“I SAID SHUT UP.” Karkat yells before walking even faster.

“I saw that. Don’t try to deny-”

“DENY WHAT? THERE’S NOTHING TO DENY!?” Karkat is borderline screaming and practically running now, Dave lightly jogging behind him. He doesn’t need that much speed to catch up, one of his steps covers about two and a half of Karkat’s.

Eventually Karkat has to stop running though, the red pedestrian stop light flashing red as cars pass by. He catches his breath and tries to ignore the very obvious stare he’s getting from Dave.

“So-”

Dave is cut off by Karkat's head snapping in his direction, his eyes wide and hostile. Dave just raises his eyebrow as a silent way of saying ‘ explain ’

“Ugh,” Karkat scoffs before looking away and saying, “It really is nothing.”

“Really? Then why-”

“Sorry I was just caught off guard by someone being actually nice to me, is that so crazy!?” He snaps before storming across the street as soon as the light said ‘ walk’.

“Hey I’m nice to you?”

Karkat looks back, a look of irritation on his face. “ Really? ”

Dave is slightly taken aback, even if he doesn’t show it. He always thought that even through all the teasing and annoying they did that everything was okay, after all it’s not like anything was serious, it was just two bros messing around.

But maybe that’s why Karkat felt the way he did. Because (Y/n) was being serious. Seriously nice and supportive, something they rarely were with each other.

But that’s just how guys were, right? You don’t go off talking about your feelings or whatever. You just hang out and maybe get a punch to the shoulder as support.

Wanting any more would be weird.

Right?

Dave shrugs off the thought before his overactive brain would take over and would make him spit word vomit he'd probably really regret later.

“Well anyways, maybe you should go after them? It’s not like you got a line of people waiting for you in the love department.” Dave laughs.

“I already said it’s nothing. They’re cool but I…” Karkat doesn’t finish his sentence, an uneasy look on his face.

‘ Wait. No way… Is Kat actually into someone right now?’

‘And he hasn’t told me ?’ Dave wonders, his troubled expression well masked behind his shades.

He refrains from asking though.

Even though he really wants to.

If the discomfort on Karkat’s face is anything to go off of, it’s not something he wants to talk about.

Dave feels a tightening in his chest. Not something that can be called pleasant at all. How is it in romance books they describe a tight feeling in the chest as something beautiful? A physical sensation to intense emotion? But what emotion is he feeling right now?

The silence between the both of them is uncomfortable, foreign, and gives him all too much room to think.

Is part of him upset that even though him and Karkat seemed to close, there was actually a gap this big between them? Dave thought they were able to tell each other anything. Well as much as two bros could tell each other. That they’d stick together no matter what. No matter who complained or annoyed the other.

Is this tightening feeling in his chest loneliness?

Will that loneliness grow bigger if Karkat finds someone he genuinely loves?

A friend is a friend but a lover is a lover.

There's a fine line between them and now it seems like there’s a huge canyon cutting between the two.

And if he looks down at how deep that canyon is, would he be able to be content with its distance? Or will his legs give out at the realization of how far apart they are?

Will he continue to long for the intimacy a friend isn’t allowed?

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hey yallllllllllll :-D long time no see…..sorry I tried keeping reader's family vague but I feel the best way to do that is if they aren't really present at all so if ur someone who's family is rlly active in your life… sorry internal dave freak out!!! wooo!!! bro finally realized it aint all fun n games out here… I know I mentioned Karkat being more closeted but it's hard for me to fully write about it how I want bc obviously the situation would change from reader to reader so :p

Also I know the ages are kinda weird bc Roxy is reader's age and in highschool while the rest of the alpha kids and beforus trolls are supposed to be college age 0_o sorry I jus love Roxy and wanted her to be our friend….

also comments are vry appreciated !! even if I dont say anything I definetly read them !! luv yall <3

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