I almost made the title Siz.
Omg.
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"Where am I going to sleep?" You asked Karkat as you plopped down next to him on his leather couch.
Kankri was in the kitchen telling their dad about you staying over.
"The couch, where else would you sleep?" Karkat gave you a testing look. "You idiot."
"Calm down it was just a question, god you trigger me." You smirked.
"Excuse me Karkat did you trigger this poor girl." Kankri was by your side in an instant, phone in-between his ear and his shoulder.
"No she's just a baby." Karkat rolled his eyes.
"I'm your baby." You grinned as the angry teen's face was covered in a deep red blush.
"I will not allow these sort of conversations in my house thank you very much." Kankri sat in the middle of you two.
"I-I-I uh I- no that what." Karkat was at a loss of words.
'That's new.' You thought and pulled out your phone to see several texts from your dad.
FatherMan: Yo
FatherMan: Pick up yo phone
FatherMan: OMG
You: What you want lady
FatherMan: Where is you
You: At me friends house
FatherMan: You should tell me before you run off from school and stay at some weird horse's house
You: They isn't horses
FatherMan: OMG I knows text me when yous wakin up in the morns
You: O k a y
"My dad is pretty much okay with me staying at your house, what about your dad?" You asked Kankri.
"He said yes and that he's going out with some girl until the *later hours*." Kankri replied while setting down the phone.
"Can we watch a movie?" Karkat pitched in.
"I suppose, as long as it's free." Kankri said.
Your phone went off again.
Karcrap: CAN YOU COOK?
You: maybe
Karcrap: MAKE ME SOMETHING.
You: Why should I?
Karcrap: IM HUNGRY.
You: you're lame
Karcrap: OMG I HATE YOU.
You: I return thou favor.
Karcrap: SWEET MOTHER TERESA ON THE HOOD OF A MERCEDES BENZ MAKE ME SOME FOOD OR ILL WALK OVER TO YOU AND LICK YOU.
You: ewe okay I will just calm yo self
You turned off your phone and walked to their kitchen.
'I'm going to make..' You thought as you looked around in their pantries. 'Pastaaaa!!'
You grabbed a box full of uncooked noodles and started to cook.
~However long it takes to make pasta later~
"Finished!" You announced as you grabbed the pot and dumped the noodles into a drainy thingy. "Where's your salt shaker thing?"
"In the cabinet thing." Karkat groaned and pointed.
"Oh cool." You reached up to the second row of cabinets and soon enough you were serving your two friends dinner on the couch.
"Thank you." Kankri said and put a napkin on his lap, meanwhile Karkat was devouring his food.
"Can I sit in the middle?" You asked.
"Ew no." Karkat took the time to look up from the food.
"Yes." Kankri ignored his brother's complaining and moved.
"So what should we watch?" You pulled up Netflix, setting your untouched plate on the black coffee table.
"I'm not going to watch anything because I'll be going to bed as soon as I finish my meal." Kankri said and you noticed that surprisingly enough he was almost done.
"Romcom?" Karkat commented.
"Ew no." You gagged at the thought of his stupid romcoms. "What about horror?"
"I'll watch a horror movie if you watch a romcom."
"Ugggghhhhhh fine, we'll watch your stupid movie first to get it over with."
"Yusss."
-halfway through the romcom-
"Oh my god why are you clinging to me." You stared at Karkat in horror as he fixed his arms around your waist and buried his face into your neck. "Are you- are you crying?"
"No." He sobbed.
"Yes you are you nerd." You chuckled while moving your arms around his back and pulling him closer.
"God I hate you." He sniffled, not letting go.
"I hate you too." You grinned from out of his line of vision, sure that his face was as red as a beet.
"Okay I'm fine now." Karkat pushed away from you but still made sure his shoulder was pressed up against yours, you know- just in case.
-halfway through the horror movie-
Watching the main character in The Very Scary Horror Movie With A Very Scary Name Omg was a terrifying experience for you while Karkat was completely emotionless.
"You can open your eyes now." He groaned with you now in his lap, trembling.
"Are you sure?" You asked timidly.
"Yes I'm sure- do you think I would lie to you?"
"Yes."
"The things I do..." He scoffed and leaned back on the couch with his legs stretched out and his head resting on the arm of the couch.
You sprawled out, eyes still shut tight, with your legs overlapping his and your head on his chest.
"I still hate you." You whispered as the movie ended.
"I know."
