Red ~ Davekat

..Part Three..

Karkat P.O.V

After the torture of listening to people sing for 5,000 years, we had been let out of that hell. Dave and I had stayed behind until everyone cleared out, due to them just wanting to leave before Eridan sang again.
"Wanna slide into my DMs later, hater?" Dave wiggled his (great) eyebrows and presumably wonked at me. I couldn't fucking tell due to the dark curtains he calls irony covering his eyes.
"That was just sad.." I grinned as I continued walking to my next class, one of the last ones before winter break. "But, I suppose it will have to do, since you have no flirtatious talent in your body."
Dave put a hand over his heart, a hurt  look sweeping over his face.
"I am offended, really. My first day and I am already a victim of bullying. How cruel is this bullshit. Me, not flirtatious, as if. I will show you up on that one. I will have your gay ass swooning over my gay ass, and they will have gay ass love." He began to speak, but then an idea seemed to have hit him, " In fact, I bet I can have you swoon over me before you can have me swoon over me."
"Is that a gay challenge, Strider?" I raised an eyebrow, now looking at him. I may not be the best a flirting, but I can't miss this chance. He nodded, smirking a sly grin.
"You are on, douchefuck."  I shook his hand, as if to confirm the deals, rules, and whatever other bs is in a challenge.
"Prepare to be gay for me, Karks." He got a business - like card out of his pocket, and handed it to me. On the card, it had is name, number, social media, and a shameless text showing off his sexuality. [ Shown above ! ]
"Dave, please don't tell me you have copies of these," I cringed as I read through it again. " 'Hot tamales'? Really?" I raised an eyebrow once again, putting the card into my pocket anyway.
"What, don't like my world famous pickup card?" He asked, as if he was honestly surprised. "Wow, who would've known my first bro in this lovely shithole was so cruel." He made a fake-ass sad face, and put a hand on his forehead. I rolled my eyes and lightly shoved him.
"You are a dumbass, you know that?" I asked, continuing the adventure walk to our next class. He strode up next beside me, smirking as his per-fucking-usual.
"Wow Karkles, I already have the BiGgEsT bOnEr™ for you!" He sarcastically swooned, draping his upper body upon my head. Honestly, Dave can be a super big dick, but ... that's all he really has going for him. He's a super big dick. Andhesreallyfunnyandhasanassuminglygreatfaceandamazingvoiceijustwanalistenforever bUt those are just unimportant observations.
"Aw Dave, that's so sweet of you for giving up the challenge so early just for lil' ol' me," I batted my eyelashes and shoved him off my head. "The supreme over flirtatious lord has to bow down to me now." I stated proudly, walking past him.
"Nonono!! I said that I had a ~boner~ for you, I am far from swooning." He winked, as if I seriously thought he had a boner for me.
"Yeah right, douchebag. I suppose I will overlook this fakeass loophole and continue on with the challenge." I waved my hand, as if to dismiss him and his words.
"Thank you, my king, oh mighty, knightly bro." His words dripping with sarcasm as he bowed, equally drippy of the sarcasticness we both knew so well. What a dweeb.
"Whatever nerd. Let's get to class thought, alright? I don't need another class getting fucked up because of other people." I picked up pace, as did he after catching on.
"What do you mean 'ruined by other people' my dude? You were the only person in the piano room other than me, obviously." He questioned with a raised eyebrow. I continued to walk, as if I didn't hear him. His eyebrow only gotten higher, if that was even physically possible. "Kaaaaaaaarkaaaaaaaat teeeeeeeell meeeeeeee," Dave whined, for what seemed like the 7,000th time today. Does he ever stop? Nobody knows.
"Daaaaaaaaveeeeeeee fuuuuuuuuck ooooooooff," I mocked, wanting to simply drop the subject.
"Fine, but you gotta do it for me." He kept a smirking face, as mine only got a little pink, knowing he wasn't actually serious.
"Oh, fuck you!" I punched his shoulder harshly, but suddenly realizing I have only dug the hole deeper.
"When and where, sweet cheeks?" He winked again, the stupid smirk still plastered onto his face. How in the fuck is he so good at flirt comebacks.
"AaAaAAAAA¡!!!!¡ STOP IT STRIDER!!" I wanted to fling myself out a window at this moment. I am going to lose the challenge. My life, over. I should be great at this; I do watch like 1,206 rom-coms in a day, roughly.
"Aw babe you screech like a tiny birb." He added onto my pain and suffering. He is like the fuckboy in the rom-com of life that everyone loves anyway, if that even exists.
"I AM NOT A TINY BIRd and I am NoT your babe." I squinted at him while trying to calm the sudden fit of raging. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in, continuing to walk to class. "If we aren't in class in a minute, we are late and dead to the Science teacher," I added on, genuinely not wanting to anger the science teacher, Mr.Captor. Someone said he has some sort if bee army that takes orders from him or some shit, and I don't wanna take my chances on Bee man being angry with me. Dave nodded, and we both bolted to class. "I'll fight you later, Strider." I grinned and literally slid into my seat; away from people again. Dave sat beside me again, thankfully; everyone else in this class fucking sucks ass.
Mr.Captor shut the door and began to teach us about kinetic and potential energy - stuff. I was mindlessly writing notes, when Dave began tapping his pencil on the desk. Every once in awhile he would stop, and look at me. I raised an eyebrow, confused as to what the fuck he was doing. He face palmed, and scribbled words onto a crumbled piece of paper. He passed it to me while Mr.Captor was not looking.

Do you not know Morse code??

Oh my fucking god this nerd knows Morse code. I looked over at him, trying not to laugh hysterically. I replied with the obvious answer.

Of course I do you dweeb, who doesnt?

I handed the note back, keeping look out for Captor and his bee crew. Dave nodded and quickly returned the note.

The fuck man, why didn't you just reply to my tapping then.

This time, I didn't bother with the note. I simply tapped a reply.

How - was - I - supposed - to - know - you - were - fucking - using - morse code

I shot him a glared and continued taking notes. He quickly returned , tapping his pencil again.

I - guess - that's - true - Sorry - bro

Damn - right - you - better - be - sorry

He half-smiled at me, so I half-smiled back. This will be a great bro-ship.

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  Hey guys. Super duper sorry for the late update! The next one will probably be sooner, hopefully.  So for the Morse code, I thought it'd be a cute idea if they could have like cutesy little talks in Morse code so it will happen. Morse will be typed like this so it will not make confusion with Karkat's thoughts, and this way you all can understand it raiser than if I typed in Morse lmao. Anyway, see ya around! ❁

- Lil Hal 🕶