Re: Unspoken Attraction (Dave/Karkat)

**solarOrigins** Fri Sep 23, 2011 9:38 pm

Karkat shifted to make himself more comfortable, prodding Dave lightly with his foot. He pointed to the remote and chirped questioningly, basically asking if he was allowed to pick something else to watch.

raunchyJanitor Fri Sep 23, 2011 9:42 pm

Dave's eyes followed Karkat's finger and he picked up the remote, lazily offering it to the troll with his thumb and forefinger. "Knock yourself out."

**solarOrigins** Fri Sep 23, 2011 10:06 pm

Karkat let out a happy little trill, a smile gracing his features before putting his full attention on the television to flip through channels. He came to a stop on a channel halfway through playing Watchmen. Karkat chirped gleefully and put the remote on the table, pulling the blanket farther around him.

raunchyJanitor Fri Sep 23, 2011 10:20 pm

Dave crossed his arms over his stomach as he watched the movie, mouthing a sarcastic 'wow' at the idiotic super girl. She had just pressed a button with the symbol for fire on it and went 'what's this button do' and, lo and behold, a flamethrower starts shooting out of the machine she's inside. Good job. As more characters that had apparently been introduced earlier in the film came back into the scene, he tried not to laugh at the over the top badass, Rorschach. His voice was so absurdly testosterone laden to the point that it sounded like he was the love child of Batman and Clint Eastwood.

**solarOrigins** Fri Sep 23, 2011 10:23 pm

Karkat let out soft, happy little trills at random intervals. When the movie started becoming heated, he grabbed Bro's pillow and hid the majority of his face behind it.

raunchyJanitor Fri Sep 23, 2011 10:43 pm

That awkward moment where you're watching a movie with someone and there's an extremely intimate sex scene. As the two super heroes in skin tight suits started rubbing all over each other, Dave glanced at the remote, contemplating over whether or not he should change the channel. But that would show weakness and besides, it was probably going to be over in a couple of minutes anyway.

Of course it didn't feel like a couple of minutes as time seemed to stretch out at a snail like pace when you're in an uncomfortable situation. That's just how these things worked. Not to mention he kept looking over at Karkat as the stars' heavy panting drowned over the background music and he couldn't help but shift a little further away from the troll. This wasn't a case of him distrusting the troll's easily activated libido; it was his own that he was concerned about betraying him.

**solarOrigins** Fri Sep 23, 2011 10:48 pm

Karkat kept his face hidden until the scene had moved on, and even when he moved the pillow, his face was unusually pink. He chirped awkwardly, not looking at Dave.

raunchyJanitor Fri Sep 23, 2011 11:09 pm

Dave noted Karkat's blush and decided to state casually as though in agreement with the awkward chirp, "Yeah, I hate it when they do that too."

**solarOrigins** Fri Sep 23, 2011 11:13 pm

Karkat's blush darkened a little bit and he didn't respond. When it got to the jail scene, He straightened and looked excited.

raunchyJanitor Fri Sep 23, 2011 11:59 pm

Alright, so maybe Rorschach was pretty over the top and the little person having his henchman's arm's chopped off wasn't entirely necessary. But that last bit when Rorschach says he has to go to the bathroom and leaves with the floor leaking blood, Dave is actually laughing his ass off in his head. Hell, even as fucked up as the humor was, his chest was shaking the tiniest bit from his internal mirth.

**solarOrigins** Sat Sep 24, 2011 12:16 am

Karkat let out a noise of such pleasure that he rarely ever made: a strange high pitched trilling purr that conveyed his joyful excitement about the scene perfectly. He bounced a little in his seat before reaching for his cup on the coffee table to take another drink.

raunchyJanitor Sat Sep 24, 2011 12:35 am

Now, John had made a lot of weird noises whenever Dave watched a movie with him, even making sounds resembling a gagging seal with a Trekky lodged in their esophagus, but Dave had never heard a sound quite like that before. Dave wasn't watching the movie any more, just full on staring at the troll with a 'what the fuck was that' expression written all over his face.

**solarOrigins** Sat Sep 24, 2011 12:39 am

Karkat didn't notice the staring and just leaned back against the couch, purring loudly. He had a big smile on his face, typically uncharacteristic of the troll, as he snuggled down in the blanket to continue watching the movie.

raunchyJanitor Sat Sep 24, 2011 1:09 am

Dave stopped staring at the troll and went back to watching Watchmen, something catching in his throat at the part when Rorschach dies that he covers over by coughing suddenly. He waited until the movie was over to make a show of stretching and yawning deeply, unable to believe that he had spent the entire day in his pajamas. "Alright, I'm gonna go catch some shut eye," he stated, stepping off the futon and heading into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

**solarOrigins** Sat Sep 24, 2011 1:16 am

Karkat frowned a little but shut the tv off and shut off the lights before going to Dave's room while he was brushing his teeth. He tossed Dave's blanket on his bed and went about fixing his bean bag chairs in his corner. Once that was done, sloppily, but it would work, Karkat stripped down to his boxers and pulled on his pyjamas, which were printed with little grey and red crabs.

raunchyJanitor Sat Sep 24, 2011 1:33 am

Dave stepped into his room and took one long look at Karkat's pajamas before walking passed him and over to his bed. He paused in his step and spun on his heel to face the troll, asking indifferently, "You wanna bunk with me tonight?"

**solarOrigins** Sat Sep 24, 2011 1:40 am

Karkat blinked at Dave blankly for a moment before tilting his head and chirping questioningly. He didn't quite understand what Dave was asking of him.

raunchyJanitor Sat Sep 24, 2011 1:53 am

Dave gestured behind him with his thumb, "I just thought that if you had someone to sleep beside, you might not have another one of those night terrors or whatever that was last night is all. But it's totally up to you if you don't want to."

**solarOrigins** Sat Sep 24, 2011 2:00 am

Karkat picked up his blanket and doll from the corner and walked past Dave to crawl into his bed and curl up under his blanket next to the wall with a little chirp. He made sure to leave plenty of room for Dave.

raunchyJanitor Sat Sep 24, 2011 2:15 am

Dave climbed into bed after Karkat, avoiding mentioning how immature it was to sleep with a doll unless it was for ironic purposes which he was certain it wasn't. He pulled the covers over his shoulders and turned to his side, removing his glasses and placing them on the nightstand.

**solarOrigins** Sat Sep 24, 2011 2:18 am

Karkat gave another small chirp, ment to convey as a good night, or something similar, before closing his eyes with a soft sigh.

raunchyJanitor Sat Sep 24, 2011 2:38 am

In the morning, Dave's hand was on something fleshy. His face squinched up and it felt around, recognizing the shape of a pointed ear against his thumb and the texture of eyelashes at his fingertips. He slid his hand off the troll and sat up, rubbing his eyes before opening them and blinking around the room then over to Karkat, watching his sleeping form with a faint smile.

**solarOrigins** Sat Sep 24, 2011 2:53 am

Karkat was significantly closer to Dave than he had been last night, his lusis doll laying on the bed not even three inches from either of them. He looked peaceful, smiling slightly as if he were having a good dream.

raunchyJanitor Sat Sep 24, 2011 3:05 am

Once Dave had finished memorizing how Karkat looked bundled up like that, for reasons he couldn't quite explain, he moved away from the troll's body heat and stepped off the bed. He pulled out a fresh set of clothes from his dresser and walked like the living dead into the living room with the clothes under one arm, surveying for any signs of Bro.

**solarOrigins** Sat Sep 24, 2011 3:11 am

Bro was passed out on the couch, his hat and shades on the coffee table next to a beer. The tv was on with the volume low, and the remote was still clutched loosely in his hand. It was obvious that he didn't have work this morning, and even more obvious that he fell asleep rather late, considering his beer still had some traces of condensation on it, meaning it was maybe four hours old.

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