Karkat looked up from his punching bag. He was drenched in blood and meat juice. He had to take quick, deep breathes. He was snarling slightly. "WHAT!?" He raged. John almost fell over from just the tone of his voice. "Um, you should probably wash up, Karkat." John replied as he unwrapped the scarf around his neck. Karkat realized he looked like a wolf that literally killed an entire pack of elk, so he trudged to the bathroom and washed his face.

As he watched the red water slosh down the drain, he looked into the mirror. It had been a month since he'd done that. He didn't recognize who was looking back at him for a minute. There were bags under his eyes. His hair sprang out every which way. His teeth had grown yellow."No wonder he didn't want me." Karkat said to himself.

John logged onto his pesterchum account. He found Jade.

EB: hey.

GN: hi! what's up?

EB: ...

GN: john? what's wrong?

EB: karkat...

GN: yeah? what about him?

EB: he... he kissed me.

GN:...

GN: what?

EB: yeah...

GN: oh. so...what did you do?

EB: i left.

GN: WHAT!?

EB: i left the house to go for a walk, jade. A WALK.

GN: oh. so, what are you gonna tell him?

EB: i don't know. I'm not a homosexual?

GN: i think he already knows that.

EB: well, what do YOU suggest i say? my roommate just kissed me!

GN:...good point...

GardenGnostic disconnected

John rolled away from his desk in his old office chair. A knock was heard at the door. " Uh, John?" John quietly responded. "Yes?" Karkat leaned against the door from the other side. "Well, I was wondering something. how would you feel about..." John waited and waited for the moment, but it never came.

Karkat sighed deeply." How do you feel about take-out tonight? It's on me." John pulled his legs up to his chest."Sure." Karkat rummaged through one of he drawers for a menu. They ended up having sushi that got soi-sauce spilled on it. They ate in silence. John's chopsticks would scratch the bottom of the container and make a harsh squeaking sound, but Karkat just winced and continued eating. Who knew a kiss could do so much to someone.

"Soooooo, Kaaaaarkaaaat!" Vriska cooed at the cafe the next morning. Karkat called her the previous night so they could meet up and talk. He rolled his eyes and took a sip of his coffee. "What." Vriska planted her hands on the table. "I've been hearing some rumors about you recently. Something with Joooooooohn..." She almost cackled while she spoke.

Karkat sat up a bit, but tried to keep a poker face. "Oh, yeah? And what was that?" Vriska shook her head and giggled. God, he hated that about about her. "Wow, Karkat. It's sooooo obvious!" Karkat's brow furrowed. Why was she dragging her vowels on for so long?"Please. Like you fucking know what goes on in my personal life." Karkat retorted. "Oh, but I do, Karkat! And I think we both know what I'm talking about, so why not just spill it before things get out of hand?" Vriska had the upper hand. Karkat couldn't tell if she was playing mind games to find something out, or if she already knew. But either way, he would have to tell her.

He sighed loudly and took another sip of his coffee. "Fine. You really want to know? if it gets you to shut your bigass mouth, i'll tell...Me and John...I kissed him the other day. But I still don't see how that's even relavent to this conversation." Vriska's eyes widened, a bit shocked that he'd actually admit it. "Uh...what? I thought Gamzee got you addicted and John to soper pies or something. Wow, Karkat." Vriska and Karkat stared at eachother in confusion for about three minutes before Karkat broke the looked down into his coffee, grumbling some colorful language. But he still had to pay for both their coffees.

The next morning, John took a shower for the first time in about a week. He sat at the table with dripping wet hair. Karkat turned from the eggs on the stove to seen John with his head flat down against the table. a small pool of water was forming around his head." John. 2 things. One, if your going to ruin the table with your depressed, confused, emotional head, at least try to have the decency to dry your hair before you stain it, too. And 2, what the ever loving fuck is wrong with you?" John turned his head towards his roommate.

He sighed, a gust of wind coming out of nowhere. He sat up with his newly dried hair." I'm just out of it today. That's all." Karkat waved his spatula in johns face." Well, I suggest you eat something before you try to commit suicide by starving yourself." And with that, a plate of eggs was placed in front of the heir of breath. John pushed it away and turned to Karkat.

"hey, can i talk to you?" Karkat stood stiff for a minute and started walking back to the counter. "No, John. I will not listen to your repulsive voice ask unnecessary and stupid questions that you already know the asnwer to." John sighed a bit and stood up, walking over to Karkat. He grabbed Karkat's arm and turned him around. "Dude, please. just...just talk to me. please?" Karkat looked down at his feet, avoiding John's stare. "I already talked to you. what more do you fucking require before your derpy-ass mind is satisfied?"

John still didn't let go of his arm. "Karkat, please. i just want to talk." John removed his hand from Karkat's arm and placed it on his shoulder. Karkat shoved it off. "WELL I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING TALK!" Karkat walked away to his room and locked the door. He leaned against the other side and slid down, soon realizing he was acting like one of those anime school girls in those animes Dave watched all the time. John sighed as the door slammed shut. He was starting to get the feeling that this happened more often than not.