This is the prologue: it pretty much is the start of 2 stories im working on (this one and a dirkjake one) gives some insight on the backstory if you don't agree with dirkjake I recommend skipping to the paragraph where Dave walks in :3

Dirk sat on his bed staring out his window; thanks to his shades the sun wasn't too bright. He sat and contemplated on going to see Jake, but quickly dismissed the idea. Jake had no idea how he felt and even though Dirk tried his best to make it obvious, Jake always seemed to think it was just Dirk's way of being friendly.

There was a knock on his apartment door. Dirk sighed heavily and went to answer the door. He looked through the peephole, but it was fully black, obscuring whoever was on the other side. He reached to his side and grabbed a hold of the katana sitting there, in case it was a very unwelcome guest. He cautiously opened his apartment door to a familiar face. Dirk let go of the katana and opened the door further.

"Hey there, chap," Jake said with a smile "mind if I come in for a chat?" right to the point of the visit, that was so unlike him.

"What? Are you here for more uranium?"

"No, nothing of the sort" looking into his eyes, Dirk figured he was telling the truth and opened the door for his guest to come in.

Jake made his way to Dirk's room almost immediately upon entrance. Strange, usually he went straight to the living room. Dirk followed him to his bedroom and shut the door. He looked at Jake, and could immediately tell he was nervous about something.

"Alright, mission accomplished. Now what did you want to talk to me about?"

"Well… Jane brought it to my attention that I've been missing you drop some hints about having romantic feelings for me. And I guess I wanted to ask you if it were true that you viewed me as more than a friend," Dirk could feel his stomach drop, and made a mental note not to tell Jane much anymore. Jake looked up at him as if waiting for an answer.

"Well, does that make you uncomfortable?" Jake looked back down contemplating as if he wanted to make sure he knew how he truly felt about it. The more he thought, the more uncomfortable it made Dirk feel. When Jake looked up again Dirk found him blushing.

"Well, I felt you being male would always make me uncomfortable, but now I think I was just being foolish,"

"What makes you say that?"

"Well because the thought doesn't bother me now," Dirk looked at Jake like he had misunderstood. Dirk crossed the room to where Jake was sitting and placed his hands on either side of Jake's legs.

"Are you sure about that, Jake?" Jake instinctively leaned back and looked up at Dirk. His face was turning bright red from the sudden gesture. Realizing that Dirk was still waiting for an answer, he leaned forward and gently placed his lip upon Dirk's.

They sat there like that for a few moments before Jake broke the kiss. His face was a dark shade of red that spread across his whole face and ears, and down his neck. Dirk started laughing furiously.

"What's so funny?" Jake asked unamused and slightly angry. Dirk quickly regained himself and smiled at the British boy in front of him and snorted out another laugh, which made Jake somewhat angry. He asked what Dirk was laughing about again.

"Your face was so red it was like a little British tomato!" apparently that made Jake more playful rather than angry because he pounced on Dirk's back.

"I like tomatoes," Jake sighed into Dirk's hair "they taste so good"

"They taste like nothing," Dirk replied

"You taste like nothing," Jake said jokingly, but apparently Dirk hadn't cared for that comment because he grabbed Jake's wrists and flung him back onto the bed and climbed on top of him and sat on his chest.

"Are you sure you don't want to rephrase that?" Jake looked up at him wide eyed and could feel a tingling sensation at his crotch. Dirk slowly reached for the top of his pants. "Because I can always prove you wrong"

Suddenly the front door slammed signaling Dave's arrival to the apartment. Dirk jumped off Jake and ran to his usual spot by the window before Dave opened the door to his brother's room and made eye contact with Jake. Ice cold glare. And it didn't help that his eyes were red.

Dave walked over to his brother and threw something on Dirks lap. After a second Jake realized what it was. It was his sunglasses shattered by yet another tough day at school.

Dirk ran a hand through his hair. "Who this time?" he sighed "and what for?"

"Some asshole named Karkat and I have no idea," Dave looked rather confused at the last part.

"Same kid as last time?"

Dave nodded.

"Well there's a spare pair in the kitchen drawer I'll take these and get them fixed tomorrow. Ask him what his fucking deal is and tell him prescription sunglasses are expensive,"

"Not like he'd care"

"Whatever, then ask him what his fucking deal is then,"

Dave nodded and walked out of the room. That was the third pair of glasses that kid broke in a month. Karkat sounded like a totally bogus name so it was doubtful it was a real kid. Dirk hunched over and looked stressed out.

"Jake, go home I need to figure out what's going on with Dave. I'll have to force it out of him with it just being him and I. I'll call you later or something ok?"

Jake nodded and walked out of the apartment careful to lock the door behind him. He turned the corner and ran right into someone. He immediately apologized and looked down the saw a small teenager in a black long sleeve shirt.

"What the hell asshole don't you watch where the fuck your going!"

"I said sorry. You're in a bad mood aren't you?" the kid stood up and brushed himself off.

"No, its my fucking personality, dumbass, but since you seem to know your way around these apartments do you know where room 754 is?"

Of course he knew it he just left that apartment room number.

"May I ask why you want to find that room so badly?"

"There's a fuckboy that I go to school with in that apartment. The school gave me the address because my brother is making me apologize." Jake looked down the hall to see someone resembling him remarkably, but with a bright red sweater on.

"Around this corner his bro is my best friend. 754 is on the right" the strange boy muttered something to himself. "Hey, Karkat, what's your problem with Dave?"

"How'd you know my name?"

"Well, you learn someone's name after they constantly pick on their best friend's little brother and keep breaking prescription sunglasses that belongs to said person"

The boy flushed a bright red colour "he wont leave my friend alone and she's the only friend I have that goes to that school and she hasn't looked at me in months, not like she would see me if she tried. I just want him to leave her alone" he grunted "why do you care so fucking badly anyway asshole?"

"Karkat, language." The other in the red sweater was suddenly behind Karkat. "Go apologize now."

The brother of Karkat nodded and introduced himself as Kankri Vantas. Jake nodded and made his way to work.