Movie Night (JohnKat fluff)

Don't Touch Me.

John nuzzled his face in the crook of Karkat's neck, drying his tears on his sweater. Karkat wanted to move away, but John had just witnessed this awful abomination that had disgraced his favourite movie.

He needed the support right now.

John pulled his head up, his eyes still a little red. He just stared at Karkat for a second, before planting a quick kiss on Karkat's unbelievably  soft lips.

Surprisingly enough, Karkat didn't hiss or scream at him. Hell, he barely even reacted. He was unsure of how to react. Maybe he should just...
Um.
Shit.
Karkat kissed him back, this one lasting a little longer though. Yeah. That felt right.

John have his soft bf a hug. They were all up and cuddling and shit.

"Hey."
"What?"
"Thanks a lot for coming over."

"Sure."