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[ dave finally has to break eye contact, but it's just to. take a step forward and drop his head onto karkat's shoulder. it's easier than looking at the moment? karkat's lucky dave hasn't just flopped onto the ground. ]

No.

[ he answered, but it's very quiet. ]

No, he pretty much fuckin' hated me.

[ his arms immediately wrap around dave, hugging him as closely as he can.

he probably won't ever fully understand how human families work and certain things will go over his head but karkat knows hate pretty well. and he knows love, too, and if there's one thing he definitely gets about families is that it's supposed to be about the latter?

rose made that part pretty clear. and so did the rest of the humans. shit, every time karkat accidentally walks in on the strilondes being weird and clingy, he gets it. ]

Dave, this is about to sound ridiculously sappy so feel free to stab me at any point during it to save us both from embarrassment. But you're... kind of the best fucking thing to ever happen to me, especially after everything that happened on the meteor before we met up with you? I love you and I kind of worry that I'm obnoxiously overbearing about it. I should probably try not to be so goddamn clingy but you deserve so much love?

[ ugh. this got gross. ]

Like. All the love. Ever. Shit, that sounded stupid, just cull me. Uh. I'm sorry that Bro didn't give that to you and if he wasn't already dead I'd probably bash his face in? And there are a lot of others who'd say the same because you're kind of important.

[ his reaction probably shouldn't be to laugh into karkat's shoulder, but it kind of is. it's not the idea of deserving love - though he's always unsure about that - but that karkat keeps offering to let him stab him and his boyfriend actually thinks it's possible there's a level of clingy dave will mind. sure, he never really liked karkat bugging him back when karkat was, you know, just "trolling" him and his friends, but that was different?

as much as he complains about shitty personality quizzes and chick flicks, he's never actually turned down either (or hasn't actually meant no when he said it).

he just turns his head slightly and kisses karkat's neck like that's a normal thing people do but. whatever. he doesn't want to move and that's nearest. ]

I love you, too. [ he doesn't even mutter it. ] Um. Okay. What other questions do you have? I'll try to do the. Talking portion of this experience.

[ he can MAYBE do this

he thinks

maybe

probably... ]

[ okay that tickles??? no

karkat immediately thinks of the throwing off the roof thing again because he's still stuck on that?? dave did not know how to fly and human children look like they have questionable upper body strength at best. ]

Is this why you and Dirk are all [ skittish? trying so hard? annoying? a mix of all three? ] like that. Because of Lord Douchebag, tyrannical leader of stupid looking hats that logically speaking should not fit over his hair if it's anything like Dirk's?

He knows about Bro. Kind of.

[ like he's not moving away from the shoulder neck area so this is either muffled or directly in karkat's ear sorry not sorry ]

We talked. Back before the battle when Vriska, you know. Threw us together. And since then. He can guess some of the shit I didn't tell him, but he can't guess other parts of it. But he knows his pre-scratch self wasn't in my top ten faves list.

[ it's...not the best situation? they're trying. that counts for something, right? ]

He doesn't want to be Bro. I mean, he isn't except in the genetic sense. But yeah.

[ that makes the whole cal drama make a little more sense?

he kisses the side of dave's head. it's supposed to be comforting but mostly karkat does not want to miss a chance of doing that since dave is normally taller and his current position makes him... not... ]

Yeah. He can be an asshole but nowhere near this level of one. [ a pause. he is gonna go for it. ] How old were you in the last memory?

[ dave hums, thinking about it for a second. it was before he always knew exactly when he was. ]

Eight or so? So...a little nearer four sweeps than three?

[ he automatically tries to do the conversion, and he actually knows the exact equivalent of eight human years but doesn't...bother to give it... ]

[ ugh. he tries to think of what else he can ask. ]

You said the fridge was filled with weapons?

[ trolls always had to feed themselves and their lusii, at but least the lusus didn't leave weapons lying around where food would normally go? ]

No food in the kitchen, affirmative.

[ because that would make actual sense ]

Uh. Did you go... hunting...?

[ karkat is pretty sure the answer for that is no? there are enough grocery store scenes in movies for him to have the general idea that humans usually go shopping for food instead of going out and killing wildlife. so. ]

In the middle of the city? Nope. I just kind of stockpiled things in my closet. Occasionally I got my hands on cash for grocery shopping. Bro used to give me shit when I wasn't old enough to walk, though.

[ but yeah it was hard to find food in that house. puppets and weapons, though, those were just anywhere for the taking if you, like, wanted those.

dave never actually wanted those. ]

[ wait does that mean they go hunting in places that aren't cities?? be more consistent, humans? ]

How many people know? Besides Rose and Dirk.

Four if you count you and me.

[ haha dave telling people shit, good joke, karkat. ]

[ mostly karkat just wants to know who is Aware in case shit ever goes down again. ]

Well, that's three more people than I would expect from you, so that's something.

Kinda didn't have a choice telling Dirk shit, I was acting...weird. When we met up.

[ and beforehand

like

everyone noticed that right ]

And I needed Rose's help to - yeah. [ fix that. ] And...I wanted you to know.

[ it probably shouldn't give him a warm feeling that dave just wanted him to know for the sake of knowing. but the feeling's still there nonetheless.

a thought suddenly hits him. ]

Is this why you're farming at stupid o'clock when you should be asleep?

[ dave snorts. ]

Dirk's heart shit means he's always got a dream self active? And I really don't want him to see anything I accidentally dream up. Specifically Bro.

Alright so, that's a fucking dumb idea. You're going to have to sleep because you know what happens when you try to stay awake all the time?

[ karkat just points at himself. ]

... wait, I'm not sure if you saw that since you're busy making out with my neck, but I just gestured at me.

This was definitely not me making out with your neck and I'm offended by the implication.

[ so instead of actually. agreeing. that would be a stupid course of action, he will actually actively tilt his head closer so he can kiss karkat's neck. there is a difference between talking into the neck/shoulder area and actively trying to fluster his boyfriend and honestly karkat should know better?

also he's a dick so he bites down lightly. dave does not have high hopes he can distract karkat from the issue at hand forever, but he's pretty sure he can get himself scolded and/or at least make karkat hit critical flustered levels in a minute or less. ]

Edited 2016-09-03 21:45 (UTC)

[ he definitely should have seen this coming and has no one to blame but himself tbh. ]

Oh my god. Okay that's a thing. That you are doing right now. Dave. Dave? What the fuck.

[ ok yea there is definitely a difference between kissing someone's neck and just talking against it and karkat is unfortunately witnessing that difference. his face is so red right now, thank god they are alone?? ]

The thing I am doing is making out with your neck, and also science. Do you think dreamscape hickeys become irl hickeys? I somehow doubt anyone else has tested it yet and this is a very important topic that needs my undivided attention I've decided. Just now.

[ though his attention is divided by rambling. but whatever what else is new!! ]

Anyway I'm volunteering you for participation in this mission. Too late to back out now.

[ he's kind of laughing as he talks but he's still not. moving away? he'll go back to the neck kissing thing inbetween the just rambling about nonsense thing which is...pretty par for the course, actually. ]

You are such a fucking asshole, that's not even how this place-- ah, works. I think?

[ he assumes??? honestly he has no clue it's kind of hard to focus on anything that is not dave being a dick. he is like... 70% sure this won't give him a real life hickey.

granted even though he's complaining he isn't actually... moving out of the way... ]

But you don't know, so it's an important science experiment.

[ is. what dave is getting from this.

he abandons talking for once in his life in favor of the hickey experiment. if karkat actually minded he would be yelling more? ]

[ this is the worst experiment??? ever???

also just because dave gave up on talking doesn't mean karkat has. ]

Okay. Okay okay you are still doing that. Shit, Dave, science experiment over. You won the science contest or. Whatever. And got the big science medal prize, I know this reference annnnnd fuck.

[ okay no, this has to stop. karkat is going to attempt to pry dave off of him so he can actually properly kiss him instead? can that be a thing? ]

[ no it's the best experiment ever but yeah dave will actually let karkat shift him moooooostly because he starts laughing too hard to put up a fight. ]

A big science medal prize? That's - [ honestly he's not sure where he was gonna go with that except to question karkat's knowing the reference he was attempting to make and/or somewhere stupid so you know what kissing is okay.

he will not bother trying to figure out what was sure to be a truly killer comeback (no) in favor of kissing karkat back.

there's absolutely no way he's going to be able to maintain his memory scene through this though so rip texas rooftop. ]

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