Bedtime story
"Tell us a bedtime story!"

"Yeah! Come on mama, please~?"

The small, high-pitched voices of two young children filled the room as they asked their simple request. The mother, Karkat, merely nodded and sat beside his little son and daughter.

"Okay, okay. If it'll get the two of you to shut your traps and sleep, then I'll tell you the story of how I met your father, Cronus Ampora." He smiled as he said the name and tucked the children in.

"I met your father many years ago, it'll be seven years next month actually. We met at the resturant I was working at..."

...

It was an average day for Karkat Vantas, he had just begun his shift at his father's resturant when the lunch rush hit. "Oh my gog...why am I always stuck working during the busiest part of the entire fucking day?" He mumbled to himself, making sure his older brother, Kankri, didn't hear him. The last thing he needed was a drawn out lecture.

The bell that hung over the door rang, signaling the first customer of the day. "Welcome to Abscond, the finest eatery around." Kankri piped from in the kitchen. "My younger sibling will escort you to your seat." As Karkat approached the man he instantly knew who he was. "Welcome...sir. Table or booth?"
"Table for one doll, unless ya' wanna join me, 'cause that's okay too~"

Cronus Ampora, the eldest son of a very wealthy family. He came to the resturant every day and was always the first one to arrive. He always loved to tease Karkat, but he seemed to have some respect for Kankri. Why wouldn't he? They were best friends in highschool.

"Mr. Ampora, I'm sure you remember our strict 'coat and tie' policy..." Karkat looked him over in disgust. How dare he have the nerve to come in here everyday dressed as a pauper, never wearing anything but ripped jeans, old sneakers, and a white tank top. "I may have to escort you out."

The much taller male just grinned down at Karkat, dressed up in a red and black suit, per usual. Cronus ran a hand through his greased hair and leaned down so they were at eye level. "Aw come on~ I'll give ya' a big tip if ya' let me off the hook." He pulled a twenty dollar bill out of his wallet and put it in Karkat's shirt pocket.

Karkat sighed and ushered him in. What could he do? He really needed the money anyways. "Right this way, I have a table ready for you." He showed Cronus the table and handed him a menu. "If you're ready, I'll take your fucking drink order now and come back for the food order later."

Cronus shook his head and handed Karkat the menu. "I'll have a glass of red wine and a large order of you~" He winked at Karkat as he took the menu.

Karkat instantly blushed a dark red and growled. "H-hey! Stop being a fucking creep and order already!" He flinched as Kankri came over and slapped him in the back of the head with a menu.

"What have I told you time and time again about your horrid language? The last thing this establishment needs is you fouling up the place with your cursing and bad attitude!"

Cronus stood up and lightly patted Kankri on the head. "Hey Kanks, calm down man. I provoked him and I'm the one who ya' should be yellin' at. Leave your lil' bro alone." He smiled softly and sat back down. "I'll just take the sixteen ounce ribeye, meduim-rare if ya' don't mind."
Kankri eyed the two, but sighed and nodded. "As long as you aren't angered by my sibilings antics, then I will take my leave. Karkat, get the wine please and your steak is on it's way."
Karkat threw confused glances between the two males, but nodded and walked to the wine cellar. He thought to himself as he strode down the aisle of wine, searching for the correct bottle. Though he'd never admit it and he did truely dispise Cronus, he'd be a liar if he said the wealthy patron wasn't attractive. His slick, black hair, the sharp angles of his face, and his toned muscles. Before he knew it Karkat was starting to blush. "Aw fuck! Maybe I can just wait down here until it goes awa-"

"Karkat! Did you find the wine?"

"Oh shit, Kankri!" Karkat grabbed the bottle and quickly ran up the small stairs and to Cronus' table. "Here you go Mr. Ampora."
Cronus smiled in amusement and and took the wine grasiously. "Just call me Cronus. That Mr. Ampora crap his gettin' old." He chuckled as Kankri walked over to the table, plates and bowls in hand.

"Pardon me Karkat and watch your hands Cronus, the plate is overly heated." Kankri smiled and went back to the kitchen, leaving the two alone. It only took a moment before Cronus spoke up.

"So doll, since there aren't any customers comin' in, why don't you have a seat with me? Just for moment of course." Cronus stood up and held the chair out for Karkat to sit. "Don't worry, Kankri ain't watchin' us." He smiled at the smaller male and eventually convinced him to sit down.

After having his chair pushed in Karkat looked quizzically at the suave gentleman across from him. Holy fuck was he gorgeous and...wait...is he staring back at you?!

"Enjoyin' the view Karkat?" Cronus was cutting into his rather large steak, looking up only to wink at Karkat, sending shivers down his spine and making him blush.

"W-what the fuck are you talking about idiot?" Karkat growled, the blush obvious on his cheeks. "I wasn't even looking at you..." He fiddled with his hands, looking down as he did so, when much larger hands took his. "H-huh?" He looked up to see Cronus leaning across the table and looking at him with a bemused grin.

"Doll face...I mean, Karkat." Cronus' facial expression softened and he looked at the other gingerly. "Would you like to catch dinner with me tonight?" He quickly retreated his confidence. "I mean, if you want to that is...After you get off?"