The moon frosted over can town 2.0 as it hung in the lilac sky. Karkat was sitting across from Dave as he rambled on about nothing. The alien was deep in thought about his fucked quadrants.

"Hey Dave?"

"And that's- oh yeah, Karkat?"

"You're my… Bro right?"

"Yeah of course man."

"So we're moirails?"

"Those are like the bros who just platonically talk and hug a lot right?"

"Yeah, yeah."

"Well if that's what you want man, I mean that's not how I saw this," Dave started, motioning with his hands and gesturing to him and the small alien across from him, "but I'd be down to be your feeling bro if that's what you need that from me."

"I mean I've been thinking about it, and that's not really how I saw us either, but last time I thought about this with John… Well you saw how that went. I really don't know how humans deal with reproduction and romance shit even though we made you people!" Karkat groaned, dropping his head into his hands. Dave stared at him and smirked slightly.

"Dude if you want to try dating me that's totally fine."

"Are you sure? I'd Jon going to get on your case about it?"

"Well he's going to do that either way, and I mean I've kinda wanted to… Uh troll speak-? pity you… For quite a while."

"You pity me?"

"If that means I really want to snuggle you and watch your shitty movies with you for a fucking long while, then yes I pity you."

Karkat's eyes lit up, a small smile began to creep into his face. He stood up from his side of the table with a large grin, pouncing over to Dave and hugging him tightly.

"That's the best thing I've heard out of your stupid hipster mouth," Karkat mumbled into Dave's chest, still smiling. Dave laughed slightly, picking up the smaller boy so they were eye to eye.

"And you're the best thing to come out of that stupid game, man," Dave said with a smile, "but would you let me kiss you with this stupid hipster mouth?"

"Of course you dork," Karkat muttered quietly. Dave smiled and pecked his nose. Karkat frowned, "no I thought you meant a real kiss."

"Well I mean it was a kiss but what you consider re-"

"OKAY OKAY, no more talking," Karkat shouted, kissing him on the lips. Dave smirked into it, and even if he didn't last that long Dave fully enjoyed it. He set Karkat down again with a large grin, which Karkat fully returned until the front door was kicked open.

"Dirk's home," Dave stated.

"Am I interrupting something by walking into my own house?" Dirk asked nonchalantly, walking to the fridge and grabbing the sandwich from earlier and an orange soda, "didn't think so. Now go along with your business, just don't be loud because I'm going to be in my room."

Karkat sighed.

"Wanna watch Fresh Prince of Bel Air?"

"Fuck yes."