I posted this ages ago on my tumblr and figured I maybe ought to put it up here. I dunno, man.
The way his hair flopped in his face made my heart beat a little harder.
But I'm not gay.
The way he always screamed at me for being dumb was adorable.
But I'm not gay.
His angry slouch and tired eyes make my chest ache.
But I'm totally not gay.
I wonder what it would be like to touch his horns.
It's just simply curiosity, nothing more.
I'm not gay.
Of course I'm not.
I also wonder what it would be like to put my mouth on his.
I wonder if his lips will be soft.
What he tastes like.
What his breath will smell like.
This is normal stuff for a teenage boy.
It's totally normal.
And I'm totally not gay.
Karkat is just my friend.
My friend who I wonder what it would be like to cuddle with.
There's nothing wrong with that.
It's totally normal.
But when I finally do find out
I can't help but think
Maybe
Just maybe
I am a little gay.
