That night, everything seemingly fell into place, the confessions were just like ones straight out of the fucking movies I let myself obsess over, the kiss was perfect, lasted the perfect amount of time, it was soft and sweet, and just everything I ever wanted it to be.
Afterwards the two of us returned to the group, and sat in the sand around the campfire with everyone else, trying to keep our situation from looking too obvious, but in the end someone who had witnessed the kiss came out, demanding to know if we were "together or something", which spawned an argument between Sollux and Terezi.
Sollux, who argued that Terezi had to pay up, and Terezi, who argued that she let him win by encouraging me to confess to her.
I was flustered that our new-found relationship was so quickly out in the open.
Nepeta and I sat together on the bus ride home, and she dozed off slightly, with her head up against my shoulder, as the both of us were overly tired from the drawn out first day of summer vacation.
Once I got home, I got into bed, without even going on the internet to see what I'd missed all day, nope, I went straight to bed, feeling completely and utterly exhausted.
But as soon as my head hit the pillow, my brain, like the douchebag it was flipped on like a fucking switch, and after hours of thinking I came to a serious conclusion.
I had no fucking idea how to be a boyfriend. . . . .
I felt something nudge me, without even thinking through, or questioning the nudging, I looked over my covers, and realized that even though I'd fucking closed the window shades the night before, that they'd somehow managed to uncover themselves, and the light was now advancing it's way into my room at… whatever o clock in the fucking morning.
"No, fuck you." I grumbled under my breath, not talking to anything in particular, maybe it was the day itself I was talking to.
I'd at least been able to get a few hours of sleep, which, I hadn't thought previously was something I could handle after last night's events.
Last night's events.Fuck.Nepeta was my girlfriend now, wasn't she?
Oh god, oh god, oh god, stop fucking thinking about it. If you think about it, you'll never fall back asleep.
I peeked over my covers again, and winced, the light was letting itself more and more into my room.
I groaned out loud, and threw the covers over my head, curling up, letting the closeness and darkness of my comforter consume me.
Ha.
Fuck you daylight.
"Ha, see? Even I can manage to escape this screaming shithole of a morning."
"Best friend, are you talking to your blanket?"
With that unexpected voice, I screamed. More femininely than I can ever be proud of.
Even though I could easily tell who it was in my room if I calmed myself down and thought it through, but I had a habit of letting my actions take over before I could even enter the thinking process.
By pure reflex, I threw the blanket forward, kicking whoever was in front of me as hard as I could, sending them forward.
"Man, that all up in motherfucking hurt, ya know?"
Gamzee sat up on my floor, tossing my blanket off himself, rubbing his head disapprovingly.
"You know if ya weren't so up and motherfucking tense all the time, maybe you wouldn't always be kicking a brother around."
I sighed, flopping onto my back, taking a deep breath.
"Maybe if my lackadaisical nimfuck of a best friend didn't come fucking marching into my house early in the morning without any sort of warning, he wouldn't get kicked in the fucking face as often, and I wouldn't have trust issues." I retorted.
Gamzee casually laid back on my bedroom floor.
"Bro, you just gotta learn to let these things go, it's just how the motherfucking world works." He sighed, honest to god, seeming as if he believed the horseshit that constantly spouted itself out of his mouth.
I rolled over on my bed, letting my face bury into in the sheets, grumbling quietly to myself, before turning back around and facing Gamzee.
"Gamzee, I barely slept a wink last night, and I'd appreciate it if you moved your sweet clownass out of my fucking house so I can sleep for the majority of the day." I yanked my comforter off the ground with that statement, and hid myself underneath it, hoping he would just leave without protest, but knowing he wouldn't.
"But, um… best friend?"
"What, Gamzee… just… what?"
"What about motherfucking school? Are you planning on skippin' out?"
I went silent for a moment, I realized he was constantly high, but every once in awhile I found myself being shocked by his utter stupidity anyway.
"In case you didn't fucking know this, asshole, school is out!" I snapped.
"As of yesterday, it is summer vacation, so do me a favor, okay?"
"Yeah, sure man. Anything." Gamzee nodded.
"…Okay, here's the favor, and I want you to listen very carefully." I told him.
"…Get…the flaming fuck out of my house."
It took Gamzee a few seconds to realize it actually was summer now.
"Aw, man, you're right. Yesterday was the end of school field trip! You had me all up and motherfucking confused for a fuckin' second there."
"Yes, now, Gamzee, get out."
"But—"
"Out."
I heard him lingering about the house for another five minutes but I eventually heard the door shut, loudly.
Well, thanks to my fucktard of a best friend, I was now fully awake, and laying under my blankets shielding myself from the sun was doing absolutely nothing.
I had let my mind wander by the main subject at hand.
The fact that I'd let myself like Nepeta as much as I did, and even let myself go as far as to confess to her, but I didn't know the slightest fucking bit how to be a boyfriend.
I'd watched romcoms and read novels on the matter of romance, and I always thought it would be just like that if I ever fell in love. But I realized, to my dismay, I wasn't like any of the charming main protagonists of a love story.
I would have liked to be like them.
Fuck yes, I would love to be like nearly any main protagonist.
But I wasn't smooth talking, I wasn't stoic and cool as shit, I was just…me.
After contemplating for what seemed forever, I finally did the one thing I never thought I'd have to resort to doing.
I picked up my phone, and I called the last person I'd expected to call that day.
Eridan Ampora.
It was nearly 12:00 in the afternoon so he had to be awake at this point.
I expected a few rings to go by, but to what always seemed like it shouldn't have been a surprise, the blithering douchebag picked up after one fucking ring.
"W-what is the meanin' a'this?! Callin' me so early in the day, my cod, don't you fuckin know that some people are still tryin to sleep at this hour?!"
I moved the phone away from my ear, fucking wincing at the bastard's loud voice, screaming bloody murder over the line.
"Jesus fuck, Ampora can you drop your douchey dumbfucking shitspewing act for one fucking second?" I cut him right off, as he continued to blab on and on about beauty sleep or something.
"Oh… Kar, I didn't know it w-was you, sorry about that." He sighed, sounding more relaxed.
"Ever heard of caller ID you whimsical douchefuck?" I hissed, making my agitated state clearly obvious.
"W-well to be completely fuckin honest I thought it w-was going to be Cronus…" Eridan admitted sheepishly, his nervous stutter fully present.
Cronus… right.
Cronus was Eridan's older, more douchey brother.
And not to mention our one connection to each other.
Cronus had been friends with my brother, Kankri, since middleschool and was now his college roommate.
So I'd been officially introduced to Eridan as his brother's friend's brother.
Yeah, it was that type of friendship if you could call it a friendship in the first place.
It was more of a mutual respect.
Eridan was a desperate, whiny asshole, but I didn't go after him for it, in fact I listened to his problems more than his "best friend" Feferi could ever stand.
And he put up with my ranting and shouting.
Yeah, so… more of a respect.
"Right." I shrugged, casually sitting down on my floor as I continued to speak to him over the phone.
"So Cronus is out college for the summer?"
"W-well, duh…! You should know, your brother is out as of today as well, you know."
It was common knowledge that Kankri and I were not on speaking terms, but every once in awhile someone without thinking would mention him as if we were all okay, forgetting how things were.
"Oh… right…you two still aren't speakin', then?"
"No." I answered, clearly annoyed.
"We're not."
There was a silence over the line for a second before he chipped in again, changing the subject.
"So, um… Kar, w-what is your reason for callin me exactly? To be honest I'm a little surprised, I usually am the one to go off and call you, not vice versa."
"Well… it's about Nepeta…" I started slowly.
"Nep…?" He inquired.
"Did you finally tell her how you feel, then?"
Jesus fucking Christ, did everyone know about my crush on her?
"Actually, yeah…." I said, slowly.
"W-well… that's great…?" He added, still confused as to why I'd called him.
Silence.
Then suddenly, I spilled it.
I spilled it all.
"Fuck, I just—I really, really like her, and I wanna do it right, I want everything to be just fucking perfect, but I don't know what to do!"
I went on and on, about random bullshit about how I don't know how to be her boyfriend and so on, and Eridan, surprisingly out of character, listened to me.
"Look, Kar. W-what the fuck have you been tellin me all these years?" He started.
"You just have to be yourself, Nep doesn't want you to be one of those assholes from your movies, she fell in love with you remember? W-why don't you just do all those things you've been going on about for years on end? Like… go on those silly old fashioned diner, type dates, or climb into the tunnel at the playground and write each other's names there in sharpie proclaiming your love to each other? You're going so fuckin crazy over this girl that you've suddenly forgotten all the things you wanted to do?"
I realized, he was right.
There was so much I'd always dreamed of doing.
I wanted to go on those cliché diner dates, or go on picnics in the park, and act like stupid, childish middleschoolers hanging out at the playground, and I even wanted to go as far as to attempt the spider kiss from that Spiderman movie.
"You know what, Ampora…? Thanks, I… I have to go, okay?"
And with that, I hung up, and threw on a pair of jeans and a better tee-shirt.
I looked in the mirror, quickly putting on my contacts, and realizing that I'd have to get a new dye-job soon.
I ran out my door, heading right to Nepeta's house, half a mile away.
I took a deep breath, trying to get up the guts to knock on her door, and then I realized—how fucking lame is it to knock on a girl's door?
I ran around to the back yard of her house, to find her bedroom window, picking up pebbles from the ground, and using one of the biggest clichés in the fucking book, I threw them at her window.
It took her a minute to peek out her window.
She shook her head, laughing a little before she opened it up.
"Karkitty?" She giggled, clearly amused.
"What in the evfur loving world are mew doing?"
"Being fucking spontaneous, goddammit!" I replied.
"Oh really?" She laughed a bit more.
"Do you want me to come down—"
"No!" I cut her off.
"Stay up there, it's so much more romantic that way!"
She nodded a little, understanding my need to reenact silly love scenes.
"You're really silly sometimes, mew know that, right?" She asked, resting her elbows on the window sill, peering down at me.
"I know, I have a stupid need to try and reenact romcoms and any romantic scenes I can come up with, that's just how I am, and that's how I'll continue to be, you know that, right?"
A small smile crossed her lips.
"Yep, I know…I love your quirks, I like you how you are, if I didn't, I would have fallen in lo—I mean, started to like mew as much as I do."
I let a small, rare smile cross my face.
"Let's do it, then."
"Do…what…?"
"No, no! Fucking hell, not that…I mean…" I sighed, trying to clear my head.
"Let's reenact every cliché we can, let's do every single crazy thing you've wanted to do, things that I've wanted to do…you know…"
She nodded a little.
"So you mean… mew want to have the purrfect, cliché summer romance any hopeless romantic dreams of?" She asked.
"…Basically." I nodded.
"Well, then." She agreed.
"We'd better not purrcrastinate, right?"
That was where it began—the perfect summer romance that I'd always dreamed of.
The one I wouldn't dream of ever taking back, no matter what the ending result was.
A/N: Oh my god I /finally/ got this done. Sorry for taking such a long time to update, it was only a little over a week, but still. -Raiden
I've been super busy this week, I attended a gay pride festival with my best friend, and I'm at the library right now as i write this because I ditched my house. ^^;;
But yeah~! I shall update soon~ Until then, review and follow if you have the time~!