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Karkat was, well, a little hardheaded, especially when the conversation turned to finding (and keeping) a "matesprite" (or a partner, as most people put it. Karkat's just weird like that). John had been laying on the hints for the past couple of months now, and yet, nothing. All the little flutters of his hand against Karkat's, the light brushes of his arm against KK's while watching those cheesy romcoms he adored so much, it all went to waste. But not tonight, John decided. Tonight, that would change.
"Are you serious, Egderp? The fucking 'Lion King'?" John nodded, letting his upper lip slide back and expose his slightly bucked teeth in a smile that he knew Karkat couldn't resist.
"Please Karkat? It's one of my favorites..." Tilt the head slightly to the left, give the puppy dog eyes...there. John could practically see Karkat's willpower drain from his eyes as he sighed resignedly.
"Fine, but don't expect me to enjoy this, fuckass." John had to hold back on smiling victoriously.
Thusfar, this had to be the best movie night yet. He got to see Karkat compare the hyenas to different friends of his, got to see him ball his eyes out cutely as Mufasa died, got to hold him back as he shouted angrily at "the stupid overgrown fucking cat with the ugly scar" for tricking Simba and murdering Mufasa, and better yet, got to be the "shoulder to cry on" for the better half of the movie. John glanced down at Karkat, who was still nuzzled in between his neck and his shoulder, and grinned. So far, the plan was going well.
Then, finally, the PIECE DE RESISTANCE was upon them: the falling in love scene that happened to hold the most cheesy, overblown, utterly romantic song ever. He figured Karkat would appreciate the beauty of such a song. Oh yeah, I'm making this happen, John thought as he slowly moved his hand from the area of friendzone to the area of "I wanna make sweet love to you but I'm too afraid to mention it right now so I'm going to subtly move my hand until it is resting on your hip (which has ever-so-conveniently been ridden up to expose the pale skin beneath it. Gogdamn those fashion designers for making snug shirts that fit perfectly on Karkat's body. Curses.)"
Slowly the song started (after the comical assertions of Timon and Puumba) and John prepared to hatch his most diabolically adorable plan ever and snatch up the man of his dreams in a display of dramatic-ness.
Ever so slowly John lowered his mouth to the rim of Karkat's ear, and murmured, "Can't you feel the love tonighttttt?" Karkat instantly froze up, his eyes suddenly fixated on the screen as if his life depended on it, but John saw how his Adam's apple jumped. With a smirk, he continued.
"The peace the evening bringsss?" This time, he added a new trick: rubbing little circles on the exposed flesh of Karkat's hip. John held in a giggle as goose bumps exploded on the said area, leaving Karkat sputtering as a bright red burned his cheeks in the blue tinted glow of the television. When a glare was pointed in his direction, he pretended not to notice. Backing off, he let Karkat think he was safe throughout the whole second verse, waiting until the most opportune moment to strike.
Yet again the chorus came, and yet again, John lazily whispered the lyrics into Karkat's ear, waiting for him to crack.
"Can you feel the l—"
"Yes, Sweet Jebus Egbert I feel the fucking love! Now stop whispering your stupid movie's stupid lyrics into my ear and kiss me, dammit!" John was utterly shocked when Karkat pulled him in for a kiss. The kiss was a little awkward, as they were both virgins of the lips, but John wouldn't have wanted it any other way. It was sweet, and chaste, and loving, and John couldn't wait to steal another. Hmmm, make that two. Or three. They may need all night, actually.
Later on Karkat whacked him upside the head.
"Ow, what the hell Karkat?"
"That's for making me wait, doofus."
Then he kissed him.
"And that's for making the wait worth it."