Karkat's POV
I dashed and weaved through the heaps of people as I try to catch up to wherever the fuck Nepeta's little kitty feet were taking her.
She must be a blushing, embarrassed mess after what just happened.
Jegus, I'm going to kill Strider later.
She finally came to a stop, in a place where there wasn't that much people. Like, her feet had to ironically stop in a place where it was perfect for me and her to confront each other or some shit, just like in the romcoms.
God, I watch way too many of those. But who the fuck cares! Romcoms are great.
Oh Fuck, Karkat. Stop rambling about your shitty ass romcoms and get back to reality!!
Alright, author. Jegus fuck, can't a guy relate to a reference every once in a while?
I stop running and stand a few feet from her as she plops on a bench near a restroom.
She starts to sniffle and sob as I walk closer to her, every step following the speed of my heart beat, slow, pressuring and yet, steady.
As soon as I was a few inches away from her, I sat on the other side of the bench. Unable to sit idly due to the situation.
"H-hey Nepeta.." I try to say as her hands squeeze onto her face.
The only reply I got was a small whimper and a sniffle. Shit, what should I do?
"I.. uh, I'm s-sorry about the thing.." I stutter and apologize but am at a loss for the correct words to tell her.
She uncovers her face, and wipes her tears with the oversized sleeves of her olive trench coat. She then regains a bit of calmness as she turns her head to me slowly, and gives me a faint smile.
Her face was flustered, the shade of her olive blood visible as faint blushes on her nose and cheeks. As for her eyes, they were puffy and red, obviously from crying.
I frowned a bit, "Are you okay..?" I ask and she nods, sniffling again and rubbing her face.
"Y-yeah.. it's alright.. I! I'm alright.. heh," She says, her voice shaky and her nose a bit clogged from sniffling.
I scoot closer to her, and wrap my arms around her shaky and fragile body. Letting her feel the warmth and steadiness of my body radiating onto hers.
I then started stroking her hair, "It's okay.. don't have to start crying all of a sudden and run off like that, You fucking worried me.." I cooed and cradled her in my arms.
"I'm sorry.. I was just embarrassed and all, I mean I-" She explains through sniffles and sobs but I cut her off.
"Shh.. It's okay, You don't have to be sorry. It's not your fault, It's the shitty ass Strider's fault," I reassure her and she giggles a bit at what I said. Making a small smile tug at the corner of my lips.
John's POV
I walked with (F/n) back to where the others are, the lovey-dovey thing wasn't so bad after all.
That was our actual first kiss, and it felt great. Like the excitement I felt whenever my dad let me buy a poster of Nick Cage, or when I watch Con Air. The excitement felt just like it, but a bit different.
Like I could do the windy thing and fly away with (F/n), like she was the only one that mattered, like our surroundings didn't even exist anymore, like-
"Gah!" I exclaim as I feel my face bouncing off a pole.
Shit, where'd this pole come from?
I examine what I just bumped into, and it was actually one of those small stands with carnival games, such as toppling over the tin cans or cups, fishing for the small duckies and you can win a prize if you get the duck with the right color underneath.
(F/n) giggled as I rubbed the bridge of my nose, it hurt like fuck, considering that I was wearing glasses.
"Hey, Egderp wanna play this game?" (F/n) asks me as I see her eyeing the huge (F/Ch) plush.
( (F/Ch) means favorite character)
"Hmm, alright," I say and give it a shot.
This game was the one where you had to get the rings onto the moving targets. They're actually in one place but they're kinda programmed to be like swirling.. worms? I don't know. But that's how it was.
I payed for three rings each, me and (F/n) were going to work together on this one.
As I threw my first ring, it surprisingly hooked onto the target. So that means one point. I had to get at least three points to win that huge plush (F/n) wants, so I'm trying my best.
I threw my second ring, but it didn't hook on, it missed.
As for (F/n), she managed to get two points already, making the both of us have three points all in all.
I made the most of my last shot and went straight for it. Sadly, it missed terribly as I accidentally hit the child on the other side of the game's stall.
"Whoops.." I mutter, rubbing the back of my neck as I slightly blushed.
(F/n) giggled and went for her last shot as well, she got it hooked on to the target, making her get a perfect three, and as for me.. a stupid one.
I got her the plush anyway, considering that our points were together. I gave her two, since the huge plush was three points and the small, keychain like plush was one point.
She gave me a toothy grin as she received both of the plushes, she hugged them tight, and didn't let go of the huge one, but hooked the keychain of the small plush onto her backpack.
We then proceeded to walk back to the gang, hand in hand, talking about what rides we wanted to ride as soon as we got back.
A.N.
yoo, another update woooooooosh. meh.
oh yeah, that doodle there, was by me. I drew the reaction of nepeta after she kissed karkles, nyaha.
If you want more doodles of stuff, request me in the comments, i dont mind :33
anyway thanks for reading
'till my next update,
-Jerica
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