His place

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Karkat's POV

Babe... BABE! Why the fuck did he call me babe?! Unless.... NO! You've only known him for like two days! Take things slow Karkat you don't know much shit about him. We soon step out into the sun lit world, I look over to see Dave on the phone with, who again? Dick I think it was.

Why the fuck is it so hot? Why do I want to hold his hand and again? Why isn't there a breeze? Why can't we say screw it and be matesprits already? Why does the sun exist? Why doesn't he open up more to me? Why the hell am I going back and forth between Strider and the outside? "Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaarks."

"Stop it with those fucking nicknames! What the hell do you want?"

"Geez sorry to burst your bubble but Dirk is here."

"I thought it was Dick." he lets out a small snort before my arm gets yanked as I fly into his lap.

"Why hello there"

"Fuck off" I crawl back off his lap and onto the other seat.

Blue skies, something my mother would have loved. The way the clouds float above everything so careless and free, shades of blue all splashed together, the wind moving the tree leaves ever so gently. It was all... perfect. If it wasn't for the heat I would stay outside all day just to admire it.

Houses, they flew by as we drove, taken weeks or month to complete just to fit people, a family, a graduate, a new found home. Mine wasn't for form different just a little old is all, nothing too bad. Bricks, wood, stone, metal, and other materials used to get a base over your head so you can stay warm and safe. Safe is something I never felt.

"Karkat?"

"What?"

"You wanna stop at my place or yours" I lean over to him to whisper in his ear.

"Is your Bro there?"

"No, I don't live with Bro, Dirk isn't aware of this business and Rose and Roxy aren't in it as well" I nod and sit back in my seat.

"You place is fine." Dirk sped off to their place as I sit quietly by Dave. Though for this being his first day of school he knew the school pretty well... Huh, did he take a grand tour over the weekend? But he just started and its Wednesday.

After a moment in thought the car pulls into the driveway. I awkwardly get out of the car and follow them to their house. "HEY FUCKERS! WE'RE HOME! I ALSO HAVE A GUEST OVER SO DON'T BUG ME IN MY ROOM!" Dave grabbed my hand and ran up to what I'm assuming is his room.

His walls splashed with red, posters scattered all over them. Wires littered the floor that were connected to various electronics. Cinder blocks holding up planks of wood used for desks. Over all a nice room. "Huh.."

"Hm? Like my room?"

"Yeah, for you it's decent"

"Ha, ha, very funny" I spot a blanket that had the quadrant symbols on it. I go quiet and run up to it and cuddle it. "Uhm, bro?"

"Mine"

"That's my--"

"MINE~!" He sighs as I cuddle in to the soft blanket more. "What are we even going to do?"

"Watch a movie, play video games, take a walk.." He mumbled something under his breath but I decided not to question it.

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