i haven't written anything in a LONG time and this doesn't really make SENSE but HHGNNGNNN
You have no idea what to do.
I mean, he hates you.
His face is set in its permanent scowl; lips pursed with just a hint of tooth showing from his upper lip, and his dark grey pupils dilated into slits. He's close enough to your face that you can make out the individual freckles sprinkled across the bridge of his nose and feel the hint of his warm breath blowing across your collarbone. It sends a flutter into your stomach when you wonder if he can see through your shades at this close proximity, but dismiss it just as quickly. It doesn't matter now. A low rumble starts in the back of his throat, and you almost crack a smile because it sounds almost like purring. His eyes flick to your mouth, then back up to your eyes again.
"Well?" he snaps.
You raise your eyebrows nonchalantly. "Well?"
He grunts. "Do something, fuck face!"
You roll your eyes even though he can't see them. "Yeah. Okay."
You think you see his eyes widen just the tiniest bit but then it doesn't matter because then your hand is on the back of his head and your mouths are pressed together. It's awfully clumsy and your shades get in the way and Karkat doesn't know what to do with his hands, but it's over in three seconds and suddenly you're looking at him a few inches away again. His face is scrunched up and his cheeks are bright red. You adjust your shades back on your nose and grin at him, which is something you don't do often because your teeth are kind of crooked and people say you smile on one side of your mouth more than the other. His glare melts slowly after a few moments and he does something that surprises you. He hugs you.
You feel his mouth by your ear and he mutters grudgingly. "Thanks."
You pat his back. "Yeah."