Your name is Dave Strider, and you fucked up bad.

No, you mean you fucked up really fucking bad.

When Karkat was ontop of you and was yelling at you… He didn't seem at all serious about it. Behind his hateful remarks, it was just him telling you he liked you. You don't think he knows that he does, but his words said it all. Your heart jumped, you and him were so close together, his eyes were beautiful and very expressive. How could you stop yourself from kissing him?

Karkat's lips were soft, and just so kissable.

But god fucking dammit you messed up. 'Looks like you lost this fight'? What the fuck were you talking about? That doesn't mean anything, you just broke the fucking moment like the asshole you are. Shit, Karkat is right that you are a disgusting bastard.

And then Karkat's eyes magically just… changed. They turned red, then grey. It stopped you from thinking. What was that? Why did it happen? Is he okay?

When Karkat ran to his room, you didn't know what to do. Shit, you still don't know what to do.

You are sitting on Karkat's green couch, with your fingers touching your lips, remembering how Karkat's soft lips felt like.

You stand up and walk to the door that leads to Karkat's room. Should you knock? Would that be weird? Shit, this is awkward.

"Uh… Karkat?" you gently knocked on the door. How romantic.

"GO AWAY! YOU NOW KNOW WHAT I AM, JUST GO!" You squint by Karkat's loud muffled voice through the door. What's he talking about?

"Karkat, I don't understand. What is going on with you? I honestly have no idea what is happening. Are you okay? I am so sorry that I kinda kissed you, but you did kiss me back. Not hating on that. But like, I felt bad about saying what I said after that whole make-out session? What happened to your eye color? To be honest, that was a little weird. Karkat? You there?"

Silence. Karkat not talking kinda scares you.

You actually feel like breaking down the door just to make sure Karkat is still breathing, but before you could come close to that, you barely make out Karkat's mumbling behind the door.

"My eyes change color."

"What?"

"My eyes change color, dumbass!"

"Well, I kinda already figured that out. But why? Can I come in?" you reach your hand on the doorknob.

"If you promise to not kill me,"

"What the fuck? Karkat, tell me what's going on," you are now really worried.

"I will! Just promise not to kill me when I tell you!" from here you can hear Karkat's voice shake with fear. God you want to hold him right now to tell him it'll be okay.

"I promise," you say.

A moment of silence then the door opens a crack and you push yourself in. Karkat is sitting on the edge of his bed. His hands on the mattress, and his body looking very stiff. He looks up at you. The flickering in his eyes seemed to dim down a bit, as the only red that was visible was tiny dots surrounding his pupils.

You sit next to Karkat, and subconsciously rub his back. Your sister Rose did this to you a lot when you were stressed. Karkat flinched, but relaxed slightly

"What's going on?" you ask.

Karkat's face turns red, his eyes start watering that seemed to wash out the rest of the red in his eyes.

"Oh fuck, Karkat, don't cry." your hand on Karkat's back pushes him closer to you, and Karkat awkwardly sets his head on your chest.

"I don't- sniff - fucking want to," his tears started dripping on your shirt.

You still rub Karkat's back in a clockwise motion, "No one wants to, just let it out," you dip your head down and nuzzle on Karkat's crazy -yet soft- black hair. Your eyes close, as his scent drifts in your nose. It was a mixture of cherry and dirt. The cherry definitely stood out, it must be a scent of shampoo he uses.

After Karkat has his cry, and leaves you a part of your shirt wet, he lifts his head which is close to yours.

"Wow, you're so emotional," you smile, hoping to lighten up the mood.

"I hate you," he blantly states, forcing a frown. You notice he does that alot.

Karkat starts talking, "My eyes change to the color red. It only happens when I am happy."

"Oh," you say, wondering why it's a bad thing, "So… you were kind of happy while we were getting our mack on?" you raise an eyebrow.

"I don't know!" Karkat quickly looks away.

"I never seen my eyes turn in a mixture of red and grey. It makes no sense and it fucking sucks." he crosses his arms.

"I think you just like me," you try to show your smirk to him.

"Shut up! No I don't!"

"Ouch. Rejection. That hurts Karkat,"

"You're not even worried? About what I am?!" his eyes look back up at you and they are fearful again.

"So.. you're not a demon?"

Karkat groans, "How dumb can you even get, Dave?"

"Well, what are you then?" you ask.

Karkat opens his mouth, "I am a-"

Your phone rings in your pocket. It's your turn to groan as you answer it, "Sup,"

"Dave Strider, this is an emergency. Get over here." it's Kanaya, technically your vampire lesbian mom since she is dating Rose.

"Why?"

"Feferi has been captured! She needs our help!"

"The fuck!?" you sit up straight and listen intensly.

"I don't mean to intrude on whatever you and Karkat are doing, but we need as many members of the Gay Bar here as we can. Bring Karkat." she hangs up.

You put your phone back in your pocket and look back at Karkat, "A lot of shit is happening that I haven't told you yet. Come with me to the Gay Bar, I'll explain everything later."