Hey Guys! I'm back with another story! And to those who follow my other story: Blood and Freedom, I AM SO SORRY! My schedule has been so hectic and I haven't had much time to write. Today was my day off from work so I'm gonna write this story and maybe even some new chapters in the Blood and Freedom series. I am currently waiting on my editor for the next chapter of Blood and Freedom but this story is going up unedited so I'll uplaod it as I go for now. It's not gonna be anything epic, no more than 10 chapters if I even get that. But it will be sad and sexy.

With love,

Twiin-Vii2iion2

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Chapter 2

I headed back to the bar the next night, hoping I would see Karkat there. I walked in, my heart beating it's way into my throat. I did a scan of the room and my heart stopped. There he was, where I sat last night at the bar. I went over and sat next to him.

"Hey."

"Hey." Was his curt response. I looked at him and noticed his eye had gotten worse since last night.

"Thorry about the eye." I said sheepishly.

"Just matches my current situation." He muttered.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, it's not important." He turned away for a second then turned back. "So fuckass, let's try this the right way this time. What do you do for work?"

I smirked. "Computer code writing and hacking." I said like it was nothing. It was nothing. Writing code isn't that hard and if you know how the code was written, it's even easier to hack it. But the way he looked at me I could tell he thought I was a big deal.

"You mean... you're a hacker? That's... wow... all I do is job searching. It is a career. It pays absolutely nothing. I'm still waiting on the fucking promotion. You know that if I get promoted, someone may actually start paying me?" He snorted and I let out a little chuckle. I had to admit that this kid had an excess of personality.

"Probably doethn't help that the economy thuckth dick right now." I commiserated. He simply nodded his head in agreement and took a sip from his beer. I nodded to the bar tender and he brought him his usual.

"You come here enough that you only have to nod?" Karkat asked me in astonishment.

"Every night." I shrugged. "I have nothing better to do."

"You don't have any friends to hang out with?"

"No. Nobody at work really likes me." I noticed that his look was one of pity. "Don't pity me. It won't help anything."

The look disappeared from his face and he looked away. "Look... last night... I... I didn't mean to be so mean. I just... I wanted to approach you and didn't know how. Then I saw you staring and... well... I made a really shitty attempt to approach you."

"I'll thay, it was pretty thitty." I chuckled. "But hey, could have been worthe."

Karkat seemed to relax, he turned to face me again. I Caught a glimpse of his eye and felt immediately ashamed.

"Look... I'm thorry too. I thouldn't have punched you... I jutht hate it when people make fun of me."

"I probably deserved. I was being a fucking douchemuffin." He smiled as I snorted into my drink. I didn't know it at the time but it was one of the few times I would ever see the mythical beast known as Karkat's smile.

We kept talking about little things, exchanging ideas about the economy over a few beers. Time ticked on faster than I thought was possible. And I found out things about him like the fact that he messed around with computers some and was, much like myself, a gamer. I also found out that he lived only a few blocks away from the bar as well.

The night grew older as we chatted and soon the bar was closing and they had to kick us out. Having stopped drinking an hour earlier, I was nearly sober, however, Karkat was still far gone, but stable enough to walk. I couldn't let him walk home alone so I helped to his apartment. I wanted to help him up the stairs but he stopped me at the outside door.

"I can make it fuckass..." He slurred.

"You thure?" I asked, concerned.

"Yeah... I can make it... He leaned against the door and just stayed there for about a minute before turning to face me slowly. "Thanks." He said and then before I knew what was happening, he had pressed his lips against mine.

I stood in shock at first, my arms glued to my sides. My mind raced, and the thought that he was drunk kept running through and through. Eventually my instincts won over and my arms shot up, wrapping around him. I held him closer and slid my tongue against his lips. He quickly parted them and my tongue darted inside his mouth, exploring the unfamiliar cavern. I felt his tongue slide along the underside of mine and heard as much as felt him moan against me. I moved my tongue in circles around his and pressed our bodies together. I broke the kiss only momentarily to draw a ragged breath before continuing, our tongues dancing together.

We stayed like this for a long while and just when thought he was going to invite me in he broke away.

"No... not tonight..."

Before I could say anything he slipped through the door and shut it in my face. Confused and more than just a little aroused I slowly turned to go home.