Crushin' on Karks { DaveKat }

Entering the house

Be the cranky Karkat
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Geez why is it so fucking quiet between us?! Well I don't know what to say except why the hell is my crush inviting me over?! I really like him a lot but I just act like a dick to get attention from him. I guess i am flushed for him.

No not the right words. I love him. But it's not like I'm gonna tell him that right off the bat! I want to try to wait till the best moment. I look over at him beside me, driving his red vehicle to his house.

He looks to me so I look away quickly as a red his flushed on my face beneath my light freckles. I hear him speak and I don't look at him.

" So Karks what movie do you have in mind? "

" I don't fucking know. I just thought a movie would pass the hellish time of being in your house. "

" Scary movie then? "

" Sure. I don't give a fuck what the movie it is. "

Dave chuckles under his breath. We pull up into his driveway. Nice house for a guy.

He gets out of the car and I do the same and shut the door behind me. He locks the car and shows me to the entrance of his home. He unlocks the door and opens it, walking inside in the process.

I follow behind him. I look around his living room which was pretty snazzy. Black sofa. Large television. Just as I thought he'd have in here

His kitchen was well. Had few dirty dishes and was pretty nice. Not a large kitchen but it was a good fit for him.

Dave's house is a two-story house. I'm guessing his bedroom is upstairs along with a bathroom up there and down on the first floor.

His bedroom...
Where he sleeps

Bathroom....
Where he bathes

As I looked around I didn't notice that Dave had left my side. He was now heading up the stairs after he had removed his shoes at the door.

" Karks up here! "

I roll my eyes and slip off my shoes. I follow him upstairs to which he lead me to a door. He opened the door and there was a dj-system, computer, closet, band posters, red walls, dresser.

And a bed. This must be his bedroom.