Karkat x Reader lemon

Keeping Pace

Keeping Pace

"What kind of name is Karkat?" I questioned Rose.

She looked at me disapprovingly. I knew what she was thinking. She didn't want me doing what had been done to her.

"I'm sorry," I said, "I shouldn't have talked like that."

We walked into the school and said our goodbyes then headed to class. The awesome thing about living in the city is that you don't have to wait in a line to receive your schedule. So instead of waiting I took out my cell phone to look at the emailed class schedule. Looking over the schedule, something caught my attention. I only had three core classes. It was kind of weird. I looked it over one more time.

F/n L/n

Period 1: AP Gothic Literature 208

Period 2: AP Trigonometry 216

Period 3: AP Astronomy 220

Period 4: Librarian Assistant Library

Leisure: Lunch Cafeteria

Period 5: AP Creative Arts 113

Period 6: AP Ceramics 114

Period 7: AP Sketch and Draw 115

Period 8: AP Painting 116

Why did I have so many art classes? It was weird I had that many. Maybe I was set on all of my credits and that was why. Oh well. I guess I should just roll with it.

It was the first day so all day it was going over and receiving syllabi. In the first four periods I got out my sketch book and a pencil and started working on a drawing. Before I knew what I was drawing the last class before lunch ended. I put everything back in my bag and left for the lunchroom.

I didn't really eat at school except for a bag of chips, half a cookie, and a bottle of water. I grabbed what I needed and sat down at mine and Rose's table. I hadn't seen her since this morning and was looking for her, when someone else caught my eye. It was the boy from this morning. He seemed to be looking for a place to eat. He glanced over in my direction a scornful look plastered on his face. I tried smiling trying to invite him over when six people stepped in front of me and blocked my view of him.

I looked up at the group in front of me. I noticed Rose first, then looked at the others. I recognized a couple of them from some of my classes. I didn't quite remember their names though.

"Hey, Rose. Who are these guys?" I asked, trying to remember their names.

"First let us sit down y/n," she started, "The one next to you is Nepeta."

"Ooh. You ar3 pawsitiv3ly purrf3ctly cut3," the petite girl with messy, curly short hair commented, while messing with my (f/c) strands.

I giggled. And Rose pointed to the boy next to Nepeta.

"That's Tavros and the boy next to him is Gamzee."

Tavros waved at me shyly and Gamzee raised a bottle of faygo and made a honking noise. Rose continued.

"Next to Gamzee is Feferi. Then Sollux. And this next to me is Kanaya," she blushed when she said the female's name next to her.

Sollux piped up, "Hey FF. Aren't you goiing to 2ay 2omethiing to y/n?"

"For s)(or-E, it's -Extr-Em-Em-Ely nic-E to m-E-Et you y/n."

"Yes. It Is Quite Nice To Meet Your Acquaintance y/n," the girl with a British accent said.

"It's nice to meet all of you. But can I ask one question?"

"S)(or-E, ask away," the friendly girl said.

"Why the fuck are you wearing 3-D glasses?" I pointed at the boy with the lisp.

"Ah, nothiing I ju2t liike weariing them. You under2tand that riight?" Sollux asked.

"Yes. Actually I do," I replied.

Rose looked over at me with a sad smile. I gazed back at her wondering why she looked that way, then noticed Kanaya staring longingly at Feferi, and made the connection. Rose was crushing on Kanaya.

"Ooh. I ship it," I squealed.

Rose stared at me clearly shocked. Nepeta looked at me with wide eyes, a tilted head, and perked ears.

"What? What do you ship? Whispurr it in my 3ar y/n."

I leaned over and whispered in her ear the ship.

"H33h33 I ship it too," Nepeta squealed.

"Hey, can I get your guy's numbers? We should totally keep in touch throughout the year. Especially you Nepeta," I said as I passed my phone to her.

"Y3ah. W3 purrobably should do that so w3 can g3t to know 3achoth3r b3tt3r," she said passing the phone down the line.

<time skip>

The lunch bell rang and it was time to get back to class. All I had was art classes for the rest of the day. In creative arts we were given free range to do whatever, so I stayed at my seat and pulled out my sketch book and pencil. I started working on the drawing I was doing earlier.

After a while I started to feel a sense of someone watching me draw over my shoulder. I turned around slowly.

"Can I help you?" I said darkly.

"YEAH. WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU DRAWING ME?" the boy from earlier asked.

{Okay how's that for a chapter. Let me know what you guys are thinking in the comments and if you have any suggestions I'll gladly take them.}