Bingo Prompt #8

Getting caught "in the act"

Ok, wow, I haven't updated in a very long time and I'm sorry for that but I hit a hella writer's block and I didn't know where to take the story. To be honest I still don't know where to take it. There's like 43 days of school left for me but I have a lot going on this summer so I don't know how that'll work out but I promise I'll try to escape this block and bring more updates. I'm at 968 views and I want to thank everyone who reads this for that! It's nearly a thousand and that's a really big goal! So without further ado, here's chapter 8.

Well, John was pretty right. Very long and very embarrassing night.

His fingers gripped the sheet of the bed below him, Karkat continuing the attack on his neck, kissing and sucking the soft skin. John couldn't help the small groans that left him but he was relatively quiet, that was until Karkat's lips targeted a sweet spot. His back arched forward and a loud moan left him. He panted heavily as Karkat focused on the spot, pulling out more moans from him.

Although Karkat was enjoying himself, they were cut short when the door opened, flooding the slightly dark room with light from the hallway. Karkat pulled back quickly, absolutely fuming.

"Kankri, what in the festering fuck are you doing just barging into my room!"

Kankri didn't look too happy either and Karkat slid off John's lap, John meanwhile was sitting completely flustered. He pulled his knees to his chest, watching the two warily.

"Excuse you Karkat, this is an underage activity and I am just looking out for you."

"More like just being annoying! Get the hell out of my room!"

"Watch your language Karkat!"

The two brothers continued to bicker and John managed to worm back into his shirt. His phone buzzed on the nightstand and he reached over to look at it. It was a text from Dave. John's heart sunk down with guilt and he found himself really wishing he was with Dave. His shoulders fell and he looked to Karkat. He really did like Karkat a lot. Sure he was a butt and he cussed a lot, but he was caring in his own way and he thought highly of his friends and was happy for them. He smiled a little but looked back at his phone to read the text.

"Yo Egbert, its Dirk, you busy?"

John looked to the still bickering brothers and sent back a text.

"No, why? Is Dave ok?"

"Yeah he's doing fine now, but he's asleep."

"Any reason why you messaged me? Don't get me wrong, it's fun to hear from you but I am just a little busy."

"Just wanted to know what the hell went down today. Earlier you and Dave looked like you were fucking dating already and then you go kiss that other dude, what happened?"

Whoop, there it was. The hard question that was still eating at John. His shoulders fell and he started typing up the response, the coil and churning grip of guilt gnawing at his heart.

"Well, I guess it's just, I do like Dave, and he's really great! But…Karkat, I've had a crush on him for a long time so when he kissed me I couldn't just throw that away! And I did tell Dave that I just needed to think about it before I made a decision with us…is he ok?"

John was glued to his phone, watching the bubble saying Dirk was typing and waiting for the response. In the background he heard the voices drift away from the door and go into the living room. He almost jumped out of his skin when the phone buzzed in his hand.

"I'm not going to lie, he was pretty damn beat up but he's chill now, as striders are. It might help if you two chill together tomorrow though. He's probably jealous as all hell."

John let a small, sad smile creep to his lips. He probably was, and he wanted to make it up to Dave for being kind of a jerk.

"I'll drop by tomorrow, sound good?"

"Hell yeah man, see ya."

"Later Dirk!"

John clicked the sleep button on his phone and stood, shoving it into his pocket.

Creeping down the stairs, John looked to Karkat, who was still arguing with Kankri, but it seemed their dad joined the argument. John tapped Karkat's shoulder and whispered into his ear that his dad needed him home and he would drop by later. Karkat simply nodded solemnly and nodded to the door, resuming the argument. Man the Vantas family could talk.

The night was warm with the oncoming spring weather and the walk home wasn't that bad. He wasn't confronted or interrupted when he walked into the white house and up to his room. He flopped onto the bed and sighed, mind running with possibilities and confusion. There was a soft knock on the door and John spoke, voice muffled by the pillow.

"Come in."

He heard the ever familiar footsteps from his father and the sinking of the mattress when his dad sat down on it.

"Son, are you alright? You're home quite late."

John nodded slowly and heaved a sigh into his pillow, simply stating.

"Relationship problems."

He felt the loving pat on his back and there was kindness and warmth in his father's voice.

"I'm here if you need me."

With that, his dad stood and walked from the room, closing the door behind him.

It didn't take long at all for John to fall asleep, shoes and all, taken into the temporary peace of his own mind and dreams.

Ok, short and terrible chapter but I wanted to give you guys something, so, chapter! Ayyyy, i'll try and do more stuff but idk. Till next update!