Karkat's eyes fluttered open, his mind in a foggy haze. He felt himself move slightly up and then down. He looked up cautiously, his eyes finding the sunglasses first, then the face who they belonged to. Ah, fuck me! Karkat thought agitated. He had fallen asleep the previous night and now he was in close quarters with Dave. Karkat thought about moving but for some unknown reason, he stayed still. He listened to the humans deep, sleeping breaths and his eyes returned to the shades. He hesitantly stuck his hand out, reaching for the glasses. He put his hand back down before he could remove them. Why take them off when he was sleep? So Karkat could stare at Dave's eyelids? Karkat started to move off of Dave, but was stopped when Dave's arm held him close. Karkat felt this warm feeling in his chest but quickly dismissed it, pushing off the couch and its sleeping occupant. "Wake up Strider, I do not have all day to be dulling out sleeping affection," he shuddered, "I am kind of a big deal. I have shit to attend to and I can't get on with it while your worthless ass snores on my couch!"
Dave jumped up when Karkat sat up, rolling his hidden eyes when Karkat went on one of his all too common rants. Dave stood and stretched "Aw, the honeymoon over? And I was just getting all comfortable and shit. Damn. It seems to me like you enjoyed the show, but who wouldn't?" Dave snickered as he shrugged.
Karkat's eyes grew furious. "What a load of shit! Ha, that you actually think I could be attracted to you in any way possible. I would have to be starving, beaten senseless, and freezing to death before I would place myself, with my godly status around someone as idiotic as you, you shitfaced…" Dave cut him off, chuckling.
"That's not how I saw it last night there, Karkar." Dave grabbed the half eaten bag of chips off the floor, rolling it shut. He disposed of the apple juice bottles and turned to the angry, little troll. "I suppose it's time for me to leave. You have all your 'god-like' important bullshit to deal with, which probably just means yelling at whoever will sit and listen."
Karkat glared at him. "You can stay you meaningless waste of ectobiology. Just shut the fuck up and stop snoring! I have a headache as it is all the time and that putrid noise from your mouth and nasal passage was not at all helping!" Karkat stood and went to his computer, fuming. Dave laughed and settled onto the couch.
"Dude, wanna play some video games?"
"No."
"Ah, come on. I know you scared of having your ass handed to you by a human, but I swear I'll give it back. Like a tired parent who takes the candy from their hyper baby but then just gives it back because the baby kept on screaming til it got the candy. Just play." Dave pulled out the controllers and hooked up Karkat's gaming system.
Karkat stood from the computer and snatched a controller from the cool dude's seemingly ironic hands. "Fuck you. We both know I am your superior and I will destroy you in any games we play. Are you ready to cry Strider? Hope you brought some tissues with you because your worthless ass will be balling like a rejected wriggler when I am through with you.
"As if you could defeat a Strider, let alone this one." Dave sat back and spread his legs out, leaning against coffee table in front of the couch. Karkat sat directly in front of the human boy, trying to block his view. "Suck my bulge you cocky, useless excuse of a gamer."
Dave leaned back up so that the front of him pressed into Karkat's back. Dave smirked and whispered in his ear, "Nice seating choice Mr. God-like angry Vant-ass."
Karkat shuddered and shoved Dave back into the table before getting up and sitting as far as the cords of the controller would allow. "Fuck you. Fuck your miserable race. Fuck your face and its tight, smug lips."
Dave sat back and started the game, smiling slightly at the mention of his lips. "Ok, Karkat. Whatever you say."
