And They Were Roommates (Davekat)

Movie Time // 2

You. Yes you. Be Dave.

You help Karkat unpack his things into your room. You don't really have a spare room, and despite Bro hardly being there, you can't use his room. He's very protective about stuff like that. And besides, you don't want to have to clean up his disgusting smuppets anyways. "You're hive is so damn disorganized, how do you live like this?" You simply shrug in response. It's just always been like this. You never really bothered trying to clean everything up until Karkat decided to move in with you so suddenly. Which is sort of odd, you don't clean for anyone else, so why him? You guess that thought is better left unfinished.

Dave, ruffle Karkat's hair.

No, why would you do such a thing? You'd rather not have him stab you with whatever he can find to stab you with. Besides, that'd be kinda homo. "So, wherein the hell am I going to sleep?". Shit, you forgot about that. "I guess you'll sleep on my bed. I'll clear out something on the floor for myself.". "You sure? The floor won't be comfortable.". Karkat? Worried about your comfort? That's honestly a first. "Dude, since when were you concerned about...". It wasn't a first. Your thoughts went back to things that happened during your session.  "Never mind, but where am I going to sleep if you're in my bed?". Karkat scoffs at you. "Well we'd obviously sleep in the same bed, the couch wouldn't work so. Duh. Are you stupid or something? It was that obvious jackass.". You give the troll a strange look. You weren't sure if he understood what he just said. Sleeping in the same bed, every night? 

"Are you sure you want to sleep with me every night?".

Dave, be the flustered troll.

Your entire face went red. "I didn't think this through." "Clearly" Dave awkwardly chuckled. It's not like you would mind sleeping in the same bed as him. It wouldn't be the first time. There's not really any flushed feelings between you two anyways. "It's not a huge deal, I wouldn't mind. " Dave shrugged. You were somewhat surprised by this. "Seriously? Wouldn't that be kind of..whats the word that you stupid humans use for-" "Gay, Karkat. It would be gay or homosexual. And it actually wouldn't be since we don't like each other like that. It's not romantic or anything." "You didn't have to interrupt me asshole. But yeah, I guess that works then. And how the fuck does that school shit you guys have work?" Dave groaned. You plopped down onto his bed, biting your nails. It was a bad habit you've had since you were just wriggler. "We can talk about that when we have to start going, school is so far away, I don't even want to think about it." You simply nodded, pretty content with that answer.

 You didn't know exactly what to do now. You didn't bring much so you were basically done moving in anyways. "So, what should we do?" You ask as the platinum blonde took a seat beside you, setting his laptop in his lap. "I don't know man, we can watch one of your shitty romcoms or something, I'm sure you brought those." You watched as he typed on his computer. He infuriated you. "ROMANTIC COMEDIES ARE NOT SHITTY DAVID! THEY ARE THE ONLY GOOD THINGS THAT YOU HUMANS MAKE!!!" It's too late, Dave is already laughing at you. Damnit. "Did you just call me David?". You were furious now. "YEAH???!!! AND WHAT OF IT JACKASS??!!!" Dave simply turned his attention to you for a second. "Didn't know we were giving each other different names KitKat." Oh my god. Not this again.

Furious KitKat, be Idiot Blonde.

You know for a fact you're not an idiot blonde, but you'll let it slide. "EXCUSE ME?!!!" Seeing Karkat angry was funny, cute even. Okay, wait that's. That's gay Dave. Ew. "You heard me Kitkat. So are we going to watch one of the human mistakes that you call art or what?". You had turned your attention back to your laptop now, but you heard Karkat groan, knowing that now that the nickname was back, you're not going to let it go. You got your laptop set up to watch the movie, praying that he wouldn't pick out a terrible one. He'll probably just go with his default one when you're around which was- "50 First Dates!" You sighed. It's better than those stupid Nic Cage movies John forces you to watch whenever you go to his place. Karkat handed you the movie, and you popped the CD into your laptop. You both made yourselves more comfortable on the bed, propping the laptop up on one of each of you two's legs. If anyone else happened to walk in and see this, they would think you two were gay. But you, Dave Strider, are certainly not gay. If anything, you are far from it. So there is nothing to worry about here. 

The movie starts, and Karkat is already back to biting his nails, but he seems oddly focused on the movie. You find it cute. No, you don't. It would be cute if he were a girl, but he is not. So therefore it is not cute. You try desperately to push these thoughts out of your head, but you know you're not going to be able to focus on the stupid movie. All you have is your thoughts or, well, Karkat. He was obviously into the movie though, so bothering him would have its consequences. You find yourself looking at Karkat. You take the time to notice the little quirks about him, like the way his eyes squint when something important happens in the movie, or how the freckles on his nose are much smaller than the ones on the rest of his face, and how- 

"Hey jackass, why are you staring at me?"

Dave, be the raging homo- I mean raging troll.

You can't act like you didn't take notice of Dave staring at you. I mean hell, he even moved closer to your face, like he was closely inspecting you for some reason. "Are you gonna answer me?". You still got no reply. You weren't looking at him, but he was the only one there. Ugh. You pause the movie and you whip your head around. "Dave fucking Strider are you going to answer me?". Your faces were suddenly centimeters apart. You knew your face was heating up as you felt the boys short breaths on your skin. You both sat there for a moment, neither of you really understand why. "Sorry, I just spaced out I guess.". He turns back to the movie, turning it back on. You linger there for a moment before going back to being into the movie again. Aside from the fact that you really weren't. You were wondering what the hell just happened. He seemed oddly into that. You sneak a glance over to your 'friend'. He seems to be staring at his hands now, which you suppose is an improvement from before. You know begin to question yourself. What was that and why did you feel the need to close the space between you and that Strider boy? You knew you weren't flushed for him, so it could be your need for attention talking, but it could also be the development of more red feelings. That could go terribly, terribly wrong.