Movie Night (JohnKat fluff)

Straight trippin' son

Karkat was still screaming at John when they got into the bedroom. It didn't seem to phase John, because he started to take the disc out of the case, popping it into the DVD player. This only enraged Karkat even more, his yells escalating a few octaves.

"I HAD SO MUCH FUCKING WORK TO DO WHY COULDN'T OF YOU INVITED OVER ONE OF YOUR OTHER INCOMPETENT FRIENDS TO WATCH THIS MOVIE"

John turned on the TV.

"JOHN ANSWER MY FUCKING QUESTION"

John didn't even look in his direction as he plopped down on the bed, staring at the TV.

"I SWEAR TO FUCK ANSWER ME"

no response. John just watched as the ads came on.

"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME??"

Karkat marched up to him, flicking his temple. John flinched, rubbing the side of his head.
"Ow, Karkat, that really hurt!"

"NOTHING YOU DIDN'T DESERVE YOU SHIT."

John frowned at him.
it seemed like he was going to scold Karkat, but before he could, he heard the Ghostbusters theme starting up. He gasped, turning his head back to the TV.
"KARKAT SIT DOWN ALREADY IT'S ABOUT TO START!!"

John pulled him onto the bed, causing Karkat to fall headfirst into his lap.

"Ooh, Karkat, you're so straightforward~~ooh~~"
John chuckled as Karkat flailed, pulling himself out of John's lap.

"IMPLYING THAT I WOULD EVER WILLINGLY GET NEAR YOUR CROTCH AT ALL EVER"