Karkat wandered down the pale halls with a concealed bliss. His pace was a bit slower, gait relaxed, and his arms swung lazily by his hips. The pale hallways swam in front of his eyes, as he tried to stifle the smile creeping up to his lips. After his rendezvous with John, he had retreated to his room to revel in what had happened. It was true that they had rolled around on John's floor treating themselves to sloppy make outs, shirtless no less, but they hadn't dared take it further. Karkat didn't care to dwell on that fact, no matter how disappointed he was by it. He knew that John had to take things in slowly, and he wasn't prepared to interrupt that now.
He ambled down the corridors and into the kitchen, hoping to grab some leftovers without being nagged. Of course, with his luck, the mutant troll had stumbled into a room full of gossiping teenagers. They had heard the door swoosh open and took a long stare at Karkat. The whole gang had decided to stand around the island counter, some sipping tea or coffee. Rose and Kanaya were clearly leading the discussion, but as soon as Karkat entered, the two girls ceased their conversation immediately.
Karkat ducked his head and felt his light mood drain out of him like it was never there. He ignored the fact that everyone's eyes were drilling a hole into his back, and stomped across the room to open the fridge. He took out a pudding cup, seeing no real substantial food items in stock.
"Look who decided to finally show up!" Sollux crossed his arms and gave an amused wink to the moody troll who turned around to acknowledge his best friend. Karkat ground his teeth and looked down to reach into a drawer and obtain a spoon.
He peeled back the lid, stuck the glinting spoon in, and muttered something along the lines of, "Mind your own fucking beeswax."
Terezi was the only one who dared to snicker. Karkat gave a sideways glare in her direction before marching out of the kitchen. He had a small bite of his pudding with a satisfying slurp. Then he stopped dead. It had been utterly quiet in the kitchen, aside from Sollux and Terezi. Something was missing- no. *Someone* was missing, but who? He racked his brain in panic. He dropped the pudding cup and it fell to the wooden floor with a messy splash. He didn't even give a look back toward the vanilla-flavored human food, because he realized that Vriska was missing.
Karkat knew Vriska liked John. He knew she liked him a lot, more than she would ever admit, and seeing the boys' little affair probably rattled her with a fury worse than he could imagine. He ran through the hallways and up the stairs into Vriska's room. No such luck. The room was vacant and was littered with tiny fragments of 8-balls. Karkat turned his nose up in disgust and slammed her door shut.
He knocked on John's door with a hurried politeness. No answer. He barged through the door and looked around. It seemed exactly as he and John had left it.
"Damnit!" He cursed out loud. He went through the entire floor, checking all the rooms with nothing but desolate beds humming with silence. He mentally went through a list of places in the mansion they could be. He would have to be comfortable in the room, wherever it was. John hated unfamiliar surroundings. He blinked and it came to him: the music room.
Practically flying down the stairs and through the hallways, Karkat reached the music room in record time. He swung open the door and stopped short. Vriska had John by the neck and the back, pushing him into her body and sticking her tongue down the poor boy's throat. John was writhing around for air or an escape, Karkat couldn't tell which. It didn't matter though, he still felt it was his duty to save John.
The raging troll took Vriska by her hair, pulling her off of the human. She lost her balance and fell down, staring him down with her beady blue eyes. John looked completely disoriented while he was carried out of the room by a furious Karkat, blushing insanely and trying to make sense of what had just happened.
Karkat, on the other hand, whisked John out of the music room, dragging him up the stairs and into the troll's bedroom, "What the fuck was going on in there, John?"
His room looked like it hadn't been touched since their first incident the previous night. Then again, Karkat didn't have much to change around in his room. Still, John noticed that the window was open from when he jumped out.
The human rubbed the back of his neck, "Karkat, if I knew the answer to that I'd tell you. I'm really sorry!" John blushed and worked his way to the foot of the bed.
Karkat sighed, "Well. It was Vriska right? Not you? Be honest with me," he huffed out.
John's eyes went wide, exclaiming, "It was Vriska! I swear!"
Karkat smiled inwardly. That was okay. As long as he could keep John to himself in his red quadrant, it was alright. He sat down next to him, running a grey hand through the human's smooth hair.
"It's okay, asshat."
"Hey! Rude names are so not okay right now!" John teased elbowing Karkat's side.
"Fine. Egbert. Is that better?" the troll elbowed him back.
"Close!" John began to rub the back of Karkat's neck, smiling while he leaned into a kiss.
Karkat kissed back, supporting the human's weight and laughing into his mouth, "John," and he could swear he heard the exasperated sigh of an angry blue-blooded troll as the afternoon closed into night. They were missing dinner too, and both of the boys were perfectly content with that.
A/N: Well. Uhm. Heh. Sorry I was gone for so long guys. I didn't mean for this to happen! Really! One day I had writer's block...and then I got distracted... And then I all-together forgot about this fic :0
As soon as I remembered it I put the hiatus edit in the summary and started to write another chapter. Wow I am so sorry. Please review? I hope you all aren't that mad at me :V