Karkat crossed his arms and leaned back against the couch. He forgot why he agreed to have Dave over to his hive and how the topic of movies came to be. But now Dave was looking through his movies with a smug smirk on his face. His dumb shades sat on his face as they always did and Karkat ignored how much he hated the mystery of it all. Dave was such an insufferable prick about his taste in movies.
Dave snickered, "Dude, these movies are all so bad. How can you watch these grade B pieces of shit? You don't even like them ironically. You actually like them."
Karkat grimaced, "Fuck off Strider. My taste in movies has, and will always be superior to yours, just like everything else. Now just pick something. This was your fucking idea."
Dave held up a movie with troll Will Smith on the cover. "This is probably the only thing I could stand watching. So how about pop this fine piece of shit in and I will set out the food I brought." He stood and tossed the movie at Karkat. Dave sorted through the things he brought.
Karkat grumbled and stood up, snatching the movie from where it landed. He set up the right cords and played the movie. He then sat on the couch. The couch dipped in the middle and Karkat slid into Dave, causing Dave to smirk "Hey, Kitkat." Karkat shoved Dave in the face and scooted to the far side of the couch. "Fuck you!"
Dave laughed and offered Karkat a bottle of Apple Juice. "What the fuck is this miserable shit?"
"No Dude, this is like Heaven in a damn bottle, like all the magic from Roses dumb books went and threw up this fine ass masterpiece. Have some." Dave offered the bottle more persistently.
Karkat took the bottle while making a disgusted face. "That sounds disgusting. Why would you even curse my damned ears with that shitty analogy fuckface?" Karkat sipped the bottle of liquid. "For a product of your worthless race, it isn't complete trash." He sipped again.
Dave nodded, chugging half his bottle and producing a bag with the label Doritos on the front. He leaned back and put his arms on the back of the couch. The bag rested in his lap. The first scene opened. "You can take a chip if you want" Dave said slyly, peeking over at Karkat.
Karkat glared at him. "No fucking thanks Strider." The movie continued to play and after a while, Karkat's eyelids started to droop. His body leaned into Dave's as he fell asleep. Dave's eyebrows raised when Karkat's body leaned into his. He relaxed after a minute, smiling slightly and rubbing Karkat's head. Karkat sighed and Dave noticed how peaceful Karkat looked when he wasn't awake. The movie ended and, not wanting to disturb Karkat too much, Dave turned the movie off. He moved so that he was flat on his back, his head was rested on the couches arm and Karkat was curled up on his chest. Dave brushed Karkat's hair out of his face slowly, revealing the trolls calm, sleeping expression. "So fucking cute bro." Dave said before he fell asleep, shades on and all.
