It was early in the morning. Too early to be awake, but after having laid in bed for over an hour and sleep still not making itself known, Dave decided that maybe a snack would help put him to sleep so he could wake up at a decent hour.
He made his way to the kitchen, using his training to walk quietly so as not to wake anyone else. But when he stepped into the kitchen he realized someone was already there, bent over and rooting through the fridge.
"Hey. Couldn't sleep either?" Dave said, walking closer.
Whoever was in the fridge stopped moving and muttered something under their breath. They stood up. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, STRIDER?"
Dave knew immediately who it was and smiled, knowing no one would see. Not even the troll still bent over in the fridge. "Kitkat."
Karkat growled, shut the fridge and made as if to leave. Dave snagged the sleeve of his sweater, "Don't go. Sit and talk with me. I've been awake for over an hour and I'm bored."
Karkat yanked his arm away and Dave expected to him to leave anyway, but was pleasantly surprised when instead he took a seat at the large table.
"FINE, BUT ONLY BECAUSE YOU HAVE SOME EXPLAINING TO DO." Karkat said gruffly, crossing his arms.
Dave snickered, "Yeah, ok Ricky." and sat near Karkat so they could talk without waking anyone.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY?" Karkat asked, unsure if he should be insulted or not.
"Nothing. So what is it I need to explain? Because being the cool-kid is just something you are, not something I can teach." Dave said leaning back.
"WHY YOU WERE SNIFFING ME, SHITHEAD."
"Oh, that. Just testing a theory."
"CARE TO EXPAND ON THAT BLATANTLY UNINFORMATIVE STATEMENT?"
"Not really."
"FUCKIN' STRIDER" Karkat went to get up and Dave instantly put his hand out.
"Fine. I kept smelling apples everywhere when there weren't any. I realized that while there weren't any apples or juice or anything, you were there. So my theory was that you smell like apples and I was smelling you."
Karkat sat back down, an odd look on his gray face. Dave couldn't help noticing how there was a dimple in his right cheek and how adorable it looked there.
"So I thought, what better way to figure out if I was right or not then to do exactly that." He couldn't help but add, "And I was."
"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?" was all that Karkat could say, he seemed to be somewhat lost in thought.
"So now you have something to explain, Kitkat. Why DO you smell like apples?"
Karkat blinked and then just glared at him, not saying anything, which was a miracle in itself.
Dave sighed, "Fine, obviously you don't know or don't want to tell me. And I wont make you, if you help me test another theory I have."
Karkat looked at him suspiciously, but finally nodded in agreement. Dave immediately leaned forward, grabbing the troll by the sides of his shoulders and pulled him into a kiss.
A squeak of surprise escaped Karkat, but his eyes soon lidded and he began kissing back. Dave became lost in the sensation of Karkat's soft lips moving over his, the sweet taste of him, the small, almost non-existent sounds coming from the troll.
After a few minutes they pulled away. Dave licked his lips a little and said, "Guess I was right about that too. You do taste like apple juice."
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