You are Dave Strider, and tonight was a… well, why don't we just rewind back a few hours and explain it from the beginning.

Rewind

Karkat chooses to watch Warm Bodies, which you don't really mind since you've seen the rest of his choices which were bound to make you suffer. As he collects the snacks and makes popcorn, you build a suitable fort out of blankets and pillows for the both of you, seeing that you can't watch a movie without a cuddle fort. The camper isn't too big, hence you have to work in making it so both of you aren't squished and suffocating each other (not that you wouldn't mind too much about that). It has to be just right. Karkat would be so much better at this since he's had practice; you've witnessed how professionally he makes forts before on the meteor.

Once you've finished, Karkat tosses you a bag of Doritos and, surprise, a can of AJ. Is he trying to make you swoon instead? Is he turning your plan against you? You think he is. That would be equally awesome if he was.

He plops himself down next to you, a large bowl of popcorn in his lap and remote at his side. You sneak a handful of popcorn and he growls possessively over it.

"At least have the courtesy to share," You say, reaching for some more. He growls even more at your provoking hand, "Sharing is caring, bro."

"I made it, therefore it's mine. You've got your Doritos. If you wanted some, you should have made some of your own," He snarls out as he moves the bowl out of your reach.

"If we're going by those rules, I'll have to kick you out of this fort. I made it, and that would make it mine. Now, share." He looks at you for a moment before he rolls his eyes and gives in. He moves the popcorn bowl in between the both of you, so you wouldn't have to constantly reach over, and he then grabs the remote and starts the movie.

About half way through the movie the both of you have somehow ended closer, with him resting his head on your shoulder. His legs cross over yours, and eventually he might just end up in your lap. Score – you think that's a score anyway. You know, unless you scare him off or end up making him uncomfortable, hopefully that won't happen. You're pretty sure he'd be fine with it. He seems like the kind of guy to enjoy cuddles.

You think it's about time you actually make your move. He's already got his head resting on your shoulder, so it should be fine if you just… move your arm and rest it over his shoulders like the classic fuck you are. He shifts a bit but doesn't pay it too much mind. Which is… not good? Or is it good? God, you don't know. What you want is to give him a clue of your advances and for him to possibly reciprocate your feelings. What you don't want is for him to see this as nothing. That's not how you make people swoon.

Shit, you're failing aren't you? Where's John to guide you when you need him?

God, you've still got about forty minutes left before this movie ends. Of course you could always watch another movie but you'd rather get him swooning before then. Wow, aren't you impatient.

You've managed to get some advice from Kanaya and Jade about what you should do. You also asked Rose, but it ended up with her picking at your brain which you did not need. Anyway, both Jade and Kanaya said that the best way to make it Karkat swoon would probably be to sweeten him up. Basically, be as romantic as possible and essentially make him feel loved. It shouldn't be too hard. It's not like he's fragile glass that could be shattered if you slip up. He's not going to freak out or anything overdramatic, you hope anyway.

Hmm, how are you going to go about this? You didn't really put a whole lot of thought into this part of your plan, which you should have. So, you just do whatever comes romantically natural… it's a lot harder than you thought.

Fuck it, why don't you just do things your way and add some romance to it. That should be easier for you.

You make the bright decision to play with Karkat's hair. His hair is soft, like a feather, and it's so silky. You need to ask him what shampoo and conditioner he uses because, god, that is supernatural. You move your fingers to the area between his horns. He shifts a bit and glances your way for a second before returning his currently calm gaze to the small television.

It's not long before you hear a faint rumbling from him, and when your fingers brush against his horns it gets louder. Soon, he's no longer paying attention to the movie and just leans against your hand. His eyes are closed and you see faint blush on his freckled cheeks, and you can't help but think he's beautiful.

You've managed to get him onto your lap this way, and his purring gets even louder and there's some chirping mixed in with it. His head is tucked against the crook of your neck, and it is just the best thing ever. Of course, he may end up falling asleep on you, and as nice as that sounds, you'd rather have him awake so you can actually, maybe, tell him your feelings.

As your right hand continues to brush through his soft, tangled hair, your other hand draws light circles on the exposed skin of his arm. He should wear tank tops more often in your opinion. And shorts, he has some fine legs that should not be kept hidden under sweat pants. He shudders at you touched and his flushed face get a little brighter red.

You love this boy in your arms and you are going to tell him.

~.: . :.~

You are now the purring, flushed T-human named Karkat Vantas, and god, what has Dave done to you?! It bugs you that he can simply bring you down to a flushed mess with a few touches. Hell, the moment your shoulders so as connected your skin went on fire and you ended up drawn to him. And now you're on his lap.

You tried to ignore your feelings for him, you truly did, but you just couldn't take it. So, you think you're… in love with Dave fucking Strider. It took several days of thinking things over, a conversation with Kanaya and Rose, and several fantasies that were far too hot for you to handle, to come to this conclusion.

Being in love is considered to be a mixture of all quadrants, in a way. So, trolls and T-humans use that phrase if they want someone in more than one quadrant nowadays. Humans mainly stick one romance thing, rather than use quadrants, but some have chosen to participate in having sorted romances.

To you, Dave's practically like a Moirail, and like a Kismesis at times, and these actions happening right now are very matesprit like. He'd fit in all quadrants (minus, Auspistice since a third person is required), and you want him in all quadrants. You just couldn't prevent it from happening and look at you now – you're a mess in Dave's arms.

You're a mess because of him, it's always him. And it doesn't help when you don't know his feelings towards you. You're pretty sure he doesn't do quadrants (not like it would matter since you are in love with him) and what's the likelihood of even considering you more than a friend. Considering with how intimate things are now, you think he'd only think of you as a friend with benefits thing – you never really understood that thing.

When Dave starts to draw little circles on your shoulder it sends a shiver through your body. Your skin is on fire, just from the light touches of his fingertips. You keep your eyes closed because if you so as look at Dave, you'll lose control. You will end up tackling him and covering his striking body in kisses. You really would love to do those things, but there are many things at stake here. Like your pride, and you friendship with Dave, but definitely your pride.

He repositions himself so that his legs are on either side of you, and you are even closer to him this way. Your head is now against his chest, and you can pretty much hear the beating of his heart loud and clear. It beats like the rhythm of the music he makes, as you've listened to it on many occasions.

He's sent you music he makes a lot, always asking what you think of it, and you always reply in saying how it's fine and annoying, even though it always takes your breath away. Each song is different, yet you can tell they are all Dave's. Now you understand that he practically puts himself into his music, which just captivates you. One time he made you, especially for you, a song. It's now one of your most played songs.

Now that you think of it, you've had these feelings for a long while. You only just noticed them recently, like everything else. You had been so trapped in your own little world of despair that you hardly stopped to look around and think for a moment. You only ever left your little world when Dave pestered you.

Yes, it's always Dave. You owe him more than you thought you did.

Why does he do this anyway? Why does he bother to acknowledge you? Why does he care?

His fingers in your hair begin to slow a bit, simply holding your head. That's when he does something that destroys your heart, something that causes it to spontaneously combusts right then and there. He presses a light kiss to your temple, which could mean nothing but your heart takes it for something much more. You take a sharp intake of breath. You don't want to open your eyes, but you do anyway.

You look up at him and find that his face is sort of flushed as well. He's not wearing his shades anymore, so you can see his ruby red eyes which get your heart racing. You then notice how close you are, and how you can easily plant a kiss of those tempting lips of his.

Hey, when did your faces get so close? Oh, wow. Before you can stop yourself, your lips are pressed against his. And he's kissing you back. He's got to have had practice at this, there's no way he'd be good at kissing without some experience.

You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer, and he takes this as encouragement to kiss you harder. It's nice, this feeling he's giving you. It makes you feel… wanted. His arms are wrapped around your torso, hands resting on your back and holding you in place.

He then starts to move around and lowers you to the floor, lips never leaving yours. You lay on the floor with him over you as he rests between your legs. It's suddenly gets very hot in here. You gasp as his hands move under your tank top and it feels good. He takes advantage of your opened mouth and shoves in his tongue. There's no fight for dominance since he's had all control from the start. His hands continue to move along your chest, lightly playing over your nipples, making you twitch under his touch. God, he's such a tease.

Your hands remain on his back, tracing and following the movements of his muscles. Your hips grind against his, involuntarily, and he moans. You lift your shaky legs and rest them against his, as you move your hips against his (purposely this time), trying to get more juicy sounds from him.

Eventually it starts to get a little too hot and tight, and you break the kissing and catch your breath. His chest heaves as he rests his head on your shoulder and your heart pounds against your chest, making it hard to focus. Your skin is heated to the point that you're sweating. You haven't even done much.

He lifts his head off your shoulder after a few minutes of peace and says, "So…"

"So…?" You reply.

"So… I think is to the good time to tell that I like you… more than a friend. Maybe even more than that – hell, a lot more than that. Like, I can literally see myself living the rest of my life being with you." He says, his face getting more flushed than you thought possible. "I'm not sure where you are with this, but considering we just had some pretty hot make-outs I'm going to assume that we're on the same page?"

You can't stop the petite smile that forms, as you say, "Yes, Dave, I'm in love with you. If that wasn't so obvious already." You want to say something more, but you can't think of anything. So you settle with planting a kiss on his lips.

If you get any happier, your heart is going to burst again.

~.: . :.~

Forward

You are Dave Strider again, and tonight has been one hell of a success in your opinion, and you even managed to get a genuine smile from him.

You now lay on your back, in the little fort you made, and Karkat is tucked against you side. He's fast asleep, and he hasn't stopped purring yet. It's cute. You've never been happier before, you love him.

And Karkat Vantas loves you.