You are John
You lay in your bed, snuggled under piles of blankets watching Con Air for the millionth time. You're at the part where Cage is handing the stuffed bunny to his little girl. You already feel tears swell up in your eyes.
When you finish your romcom you glance at the clock. 12:47.Why isn't Karkat home yet? He's been doing this a lot lately. You sigh and roll over in your king-sized bed and stare at the wall.
You have almost all the blankets in the house on top of you, but you're still cold, and you wish he was here to cling to you, make you warm.
1:03
You're still staring at the wall.
1:32
You hear the front door creak open and foot steps slide carefully down the hall. You instantly jump out of bed once the bedroom door opens. Your lover stands there with fear and shock on his face, which quickly turns to anger.
"Why the hell are you still up?" He says, throwing his jacket on the chair in the corner of the room. He knows how much you hate when he does that.
"Why are you coming home so late, Karkat?" You ask, your face warming up red, crossing your arms.
"I was at your human bar, goddamnit." He said, walking towards you.
"But you don't smell like alcohol!" You yell, tears coming to your eyes.