"AGH FUCK ME WITH A RAKE THEN SLIT MY THROAT."

Kankri promptly spat his coffee all over the newspaper article he was reading. "Dad! Karkat is being unreasonably loud and vile again!" He shouted to their father who literally had two fucked up sons. One could nit pick anything to find a problem and yet the other did the same thing but instead would get angrily worked up over it. "Honestly, do no people have the common courtesy to leave others in peace. It's an injustice." Kankri muttered to himself, the apparent only sensible person, or so he thought.

"I swear to god I could rip out my eyeballs and shove them up my ass because this is to much bullshit to even begin to grace my eyes." Karkat was talking to himself despite the whole household being able to hear. The amount of homework he had obviously angered him. It had already been an hour, which only led him to finish half of the work. Somehow he thought that he could get it all done before Terezi came over at 4:00. All he had to do was scream at himself and keep pushing through the stress. It only is normal right? Homework totally isn't a huge problem for some people. Hah yeah, it certainly doesn't cause stress and anxiety for students. ITS SUPER-

"Karkat, your little female friend is here!" The second hour really passed up quite fast in a blur of stupidity and banging heads against books.

Just leaving the paper in a pitiful heap, Karkat slumped down the stairs and actually open the door. "Why the fuck can't you just say friend?"

"You specified to cease calling her your girlfriend so I am merely showing some respect for your wishes." Kankri gave a small smirk as if being a difficult asshole was amusing. He didn't think of it that way. Somehow his mind processed that it was okay to call others out on "triggering" actions and such but when he decided to pull some strings and be passive aggressive it was okay.

"Thank you asshole of the year, my apologies but ill have to give you your trophy later." He already had a hand on the door handle and twisted it with a small pull. "-And she's not affiliated with me in any romantic way." Karkat quickly hissed haughtily before looking at Terezi in the doorway.

"Romance? Bleh, Karkat. Who's the unlucky lady?" She teased him while putting a hand on his arm, which extended across the threshold on the door. With a small bend she ducked under his arm and stood behind him, now addressing his brother. "Hey kankri, Latula says hi."

"Ah, yes, send her my regards." He looked up from the paper and gave a tired look to Terezi, fully aware she wouldn't notice, however the attitude followed into his tone. "-and please, stress to her the importance of turning in her history paper. Perfecting a kick turn flip thing-whatever it is, is most certainly not of preeminence."

"Don't worry she sprained her ankle on Wednesday. The forces of school are now inevitable." She laughed considering the irony but stopped once there was a tug on her sleeve.

"Alright, yeah, super. Let's go Terezi. If we stay he'll talk until he uses all the oxygen in the room." Karkat made sure to pull her until she willfully went up the stairs after him. Before Terezi could even think to step foot over the doorway he threw out an arm to stop her. "Hold up" He quickly scooped up all the paper and put it on his bed, whiiiiich she just went over to sit down on. "EH nope nope nope!" he quickly slid between her and the bed and scooted her away with his hip. "Unless you want paper cuts on your ass, don't sit there."

"I knew you wouldn't have finished yet. I suppose my expectations for you are too high. How could you let me down like that Karkat? I mean no seat? I'll just have to sit on you." Terezi took a menacing lunge towards him.

"What no? Back up now. Don't you even dare." She neared closer and closer like a prowling cat, causing Karkat to angrily take a step back until he tripped over a stray book. "FUCK YOU" a fuck you is deserved to anyone who makes your ass connect swiftly with the floor. Especially if that is a blind girl who would take advantage of that fall just to pounce you, all just to prove that she can do whatever she wants. In fact that's exactly what she did. Terezi heard the dull thump of Karkat's ass to the carpet and quickly dropped precisely with an arm beside both of his sides. He only looked at her with the most flustered and horrified look. Honestly, if he blushed anymore his blood vessels would probably go aflame. With a quick and sure as hell unexpected turn she sat herself down on his laugh. The whole time she had a wicked grin that looked like it could show up in your nightmares yet also had some sort of odd appeal.

"Don't be so rigid it's uncomfortable." She leaned her head back and bits of her hair fell and tickled his face. "So what's on our agenda? Don't say romcoms because that's stupid….. Hey, hey Karkat. What about we put on some music and be ridiculous? That sounds like you any other day." Just as spontaneously before Terezi stood up and grabbed him by the wrists to pull him. "C'mon. At least humor me."

Karkat got up and sighed. Seriously, there is a sweet girl wanting to just hang out and waste all her time. She's a little strange with her overbearing smile but the laugh that passes by is so nice. The way that her laugh hitched higher in the beginning and subsided to a few giggles. He shook his head and went the sound system that was next to his computer. Preferably he liked punk and angsty music that fit his personality. Terezi on the other hand liked upbeat things you could dance to. In the middle he settled on a cd he had made just for when she came over. It had some of her favorites and a few punk songs with electro basslines so they both liked it. Subtly snuck in were a few songs with suggestive lyrics geared towards relationships. It was an ignorant choice that probably just occurred in one of those rare moments when you sit down and try to comprehend how grateful you are for a person. Well, hopefully everyone had moments like that.

"Hah! Best tracks Karkat. Maybe strider ought to give up the DJing to you. I always like your playlists. Even the gloomy ones you probably cry to." After a little bump of her hip to his, Terezi tool his wrists in hand and dance. It was actually more like ridiculous swaying around; like a drunken person trying to participate in ring around the rosie. "See you do like doing this. I know you do." She grinned and succumbed him to her games of twisting, turning, and occasionally bumping in to each other. Thankfully Karkat would grab hold of her and give a tug if she came to close to bumping into something. For her that was exciting and in an odd way she loved that. Instead of harmlessly bumping into his dresser or into the bed stand; he would obviously watch and make a conscious effort to keep her from getting hurt. That's how she liked to think of it at least.

The aggressive dance song slowly subsided and left them (mostly Terezi) panting. That is how Karkat planned his interjection of music. He knew her well enough that she likes to dance enough to tire herself out so she couldn't complain when his slower song came on. It was unknown to him that she liked it as much as she did, considering she teased him about it.

For this time the dancing wouldn't stop. In an easy slide, Terezi draped her arms over Karkat's shoulders and she made them sway side to side.

"What are you doing? Ugh come on, this is the most ridiculous thing. I'm not doing this." From the mischievous smile on her face he knew she wouldn't let him go. It was also a moment where his subconscious dragged him in his head and slapped him with a realization. It practically screamed; there is the girl you so obviously have liked since eighth grade. She has her arms around her neck and there isn't a foot between you. Before a stupid dazed look crept to his face Karkat listened to his mind and took the opportunity. His arms reluctantly circled around her waist and comfortably lied against her.

"I remember when you took me to homecoming but we obviously weren't a couple. That's good because then I didn't have to dance stupidly like this." She rested her chin on his shoulder. "But because we weren't a thing, you couldn't kiss me in front of the doorstep." The flirtatious meaningless comments like that were normal. But this time Terezi's voice wasn't harsh and joking. It should have been a warning because she stopped talking before her laugh could accompany the joke. Instead her lips got closer until she kissed him. Just before he could comprehend and fully enjoy it, she pulled away as gentle as she came forward to give it. "-then again. Things like that only happen in your dumb movies."

"Karkat, Dad would like to know if you were planning to have your friend stay for din-" Kankri stopped mid sentence and stared at his brother and friend standing chest to chest and tangled in arms. "AGH! Honestly, does no one have decency!? Just tell father yourself." He slammed the door shut and hurried down the stairs very flustered; simply leaving the two awkwardly entangled with each other.

Listen to 'Post Acid' by wavves. It makes me think of these two.