Your name is Dave Strider and, apparently you're a terrible host, even though you hadn't invited anyone and most certainly not a demon over. Said demon just borrowed your clothes and – 'damn!' – does he look good in them. You never thought that under that ridiculously large overcoat of his would be a very well built body. When he turns around, though, you notice something you hadn't seen before. There's something that looks like a tail – 'but it couldn't actually be one, could it?' – hanging out of a hole in your pants. The damage done to your clothing seems small compared to your discovery and your reaction most certainly shouldn't be like that. You thank your shades to at least lessen the damage done to your cool façade.
He wiggles the thing in front of you and you feel the urge to touch it. You politely ask him and he denies your request, revealing a little bit of information that you find very useful. You hadn't given up on your mission to touch his tail, though, so your dart after him and he flees you. Laughter is all you can hear as you both go on this childish tag game around your apartment. He goes to the bedroom and tries to close the door, but you put a foot on the opening to stop him. He walks backwards and falls onto the bed and, feeling more audacious than usual, you go after him and straddle his lap.
"Looks like I won." You say. Your voice sounds husky and low. "Now I want my prize." A voice in your head asks you if it's actually a good idea to do what you're about to do, but you shut it out. In a swift movement you lower yourself, locking your lips with Karkat's. He is unresponsive for a moment, but soon his lips are moving too and you feel like you had died and went to heaven. The creature who was now kissing you had to be an angel, not a demon.
You deepen the kiss, trying to get more reactions out of him and you smirk a little when you feel his hands on your body. You decide to explore too, using your hands and mouth, and you feel yourself getting hard against him. But just when you thought things would get really good Karkat pushes you away.
"Stop." He says with a serious face.
"But, why? Things were just getting good." You actually whine, but don't really care at the moment.
"We need to stop before things get out of control." You wonder if he's sick or something, 'cause he is surely out of his mind.
"It could be fun to get out of control, don't you think?" You go back to caressing his neck with your lips, but he pushes you away again.
"Can you shut the fuck up and let me speak?" You quiet down at his tone and he pulls you onto the bed. He sits up and starts again, in a serious tone. "No, it wouldn't be fun to get out of control. Not now. There are certain things that need to be taken care of, pertaining to the fact of me being a demon and you a human."
You try to wrap your mind around what he said, but it just doesn't make sense. "Care to explain?" You say, crossing your arms, not liking one bit that you had to stop for real.
"I can't tell you much more now. As time goes by, though, and if some things actually happen, it'll be safe for you to know."
Both emotionally and sexually frustrated, you get up and go to the bathroom for a shower. You don't bother to say anything to Karkat.
Once under the running water you take care of the little problem Karkat had caused, and then take a proper shower. You wrap a towel around your hips and go to your bedroom for a change of clothes, hoping that Karkat wasn't there anymore, or else it would be awkward as fuck. Thankfully the room was empty and, by the sounds coming from the living room, the demon was there watching a movie.
You take your time dressing up, thinking about what happened today, since the moment you woke up and saw Karkat there, using you as his teddy bear and how happy you felt. You remember thinking about him all day, wondering what he would be doing and if he was thinking about you too. You think about how childish and free you felt running after him playfully, and just how hot it was what happened next. You feel your heart beating faster just by thinking about these things and a realization hits you: you're in love with the demon Karkat.
Running a hand though your hair you try to cope with your enlightenment. 'I can't be in love with him. No, it's too soon.' You try to deny you feelings, instead repeating mentally that you're just broken and he happens to be around and it's helpful. Yeah, that's more like it.
You know you're trying to lie to yourself when you go to the living room and look at him, so absorbed by the RomCom on the TV; his eyes were shining as the main couple admitted their love for each other and embraced, sharing a loving kiss afterwards. A tear rolls down his face and you, giving up on the lie but still not accepting your feelings, sit beside him and wipe away the wet path of the tear with your thumb. You just stay like that, looking at each other; your thumb caressing his cheek softly.
"Why can't you tell me?" You don't bother clarifying the subject of your question, but Karkat obviously know what you're talking about. He seems a little reluctant, but gives in.
"I'm scared." He looks down, away from you.
"Scared of what?" You can't think of anything that could make a demon afraid. Karkat is powerful and strong, and he has wings and he is just plain awesome! How could something – anything! – scare him?
"Of what might, no, what will happen if I lose my powers." You raise an eyebrow
"What powers?" You ask and he sighs, resigned.
"Every demon has a 'special power', something that's unique. Some of us can read minds, others can move objects without touching them, awesome stuff like that. I, on the other side, can show the future for someone should they continue on certain path. It's pretty lame, I know, but it's the only thing that's keeping me and the other demons alive for now."
"Dude, you think you power is lame? I don't know what your definition of awesome is, but showing the future sure classifies as it in the Strider dictionary." You reply, actually admired by this revelation. Karkat seemed to be getting more and more perfect with everything he says and does. But you're not in love with him. Totally not.
He huffs, dismissing what you said and turn his attention back to the TV. The movie is over and the credits are rolling. Realizing he won't say anything else, and having nothing better to do, you have an idea.
"Hey, Karkles, wanna go out?" You ask nonchalantly, still looking at the screen.
"First: what the fuck kind of nickname is that?! Second: are you asking me out, like, on a date?"
You're feeling a little bolder today, after Vriska's theory of Karkat being in love with you had been kind of confirmed, so you just decide to go for it. "It's just a nickname, Karcrab, I know you love it. And yeah, it's a date. Why not, anyway?" You shrug as the coolkid you are.
After a moment of silence he accepts. "Fine. But we'd better go somewhere your friend John is not familiar with, and not very close either." Those are some weird conditions.
"May I ask why?" You're actually curious about it.
"Because I can't be seen by Vriska or any other demon that might be running around with humans right now." You open your mouth to ask him about it but he stops you with a finger on your lips. "No, I will not explain it any further. Let's go." He takes you by the hand and pulls you with him to the door. You casually intertwine your fingers and it feels good to see how they fit perfectly together.
You've been driving for nearly an hour through a small road. Karkat had asked you where you were going, but you refused to tell him, so he's been pouting half-heartedly ever since. You lightly bang your head to the rhythm of the sick beats blasting from the speakers. Karkat seems to be enjoying them as well.
"You like it?" You ask him, not taking your eyes off the road.
"They're decent enough for shitty human music."
"What is music in Hell like, then?"
"We don't have such thing in Hell." He says, sounding a little disappointed.
"Man, that sucks. I couldn't live without music. It's like the fuel that keeps me going, ya know?" You can't imagine living in a place where there's not music. No wonder demons come to the human world… "This, right now, is actually one of my own mixes."
You thought that Karkat would be impressed by your statement, but instead he just shrugs. "I know. Your useless human mind seems to forget that I've stalked you for weeks before introducing myself." His voice wasn't loud as usual and he looked on the verge of drifting off to the dreamland.
"Yeah, totally forgot about that…" You wait for a reply, a snarky comment, or anything like that, but all you get is silence. The demon is sleeping peacefully. You smile a little at the sight, and get your eyes back in the road. You weren't far from the place you chose for the date and you get there in no time.
You caress Karkat's cheek and hair to wake him up. All you get is a still asleep demon nuzzling your hand. You, then, peck his cheek until he opens his eyes. It's not like you haven't kissed yet, so you don't think it'll be too awkward. And it's really not. Karkat wakes up with a small smile on his lips and you wonder how bad it would be if you could see him like that every day.
You decide it wouldn't be bad at all, quite the opposite, actually.
"Morning, Sleepy Beauty. We're here." You get out of the car and wait for him a few feet away.
He looks at his surroundings and doesn't seem so impressed. "Where the fuck are we?"
"Very far from the city and its lights." You answer casually.
"And what the hell are we going to do here, fuckass? Isn't this supposed to be a date?"
"It is a date. Come here." You offer your hand and he takes it. You lead him to a small hill nearby and lay on the ground, facing the sky. He copies you and after a moment of silence he speaks once again.
"So, what are we supposed to do now, bonebulge?"
"We're doing it." You answer with a playful smirk.
"Would it kill you to be just a little more specific here? 'Cause if it doesn't, maybe I will." You decide to answer for real this time.
"Look at the stars. That's what we're doing." You point at the sky, to a specific pattern. "See, right there?"
"There?" He points at a different place, so you take his hand and guide it to the right spot.
"No, there. It's the Sagittarius constellation. It's my zodiac sign." He hums in acknowledge. "What's yours? Do demons even have zodiac signs?"
"Yeah, we do. Mine is cancer… Can you show me?"
You point his hand to the right direction. "It's right there."
"It's beautiful." He says with a dreamy look on his face.
"Yeah, you are." You say, looking at him. His blush is the cutest thing you've ever seen.
You keep looking at the constellations and discovering new patterns on the stars for some time. It's getting cold and you didn't bring a jacket, so you scoot closer to the warmth radiating from the demon next to you.
He seems to notice your approach. "Are you cold?"
"Not really, no…" He raises and eyebrow in suspicion. "Yeah, I am." You admit, defeated.
"You humans are so pathetic. Demons don't feel cold so easily, since our body temperature is higher than yours." He opens his arm in a silent invitation and you use his shoulder as a pillow while he hugs you to keep you warm. "There, better?" You nod against the fabric of his – your – shirt.
You stay like that for a very long time, just looking at the stars and, more constantly than not, at each other, until none of you can take the proximity any more. You look up at him at the same time he looks down at you and you both lean in for a kiss, as if you did this all the time. It felt so natural, so perfect, that you ask yourself why you didn't do this every day.
You share the sweetest kiss you've ever had. There was no lust this time, no rush, just tenderness and… love. You gave up on denying your feelings. This was way too right to let go