I Never Realized

Part 4

A.N.- alright guys, I tried to update part 4 a long time ago, but for some reason it kept deleting and I was too lazy to rewrite it :p but, at long last here you go, some more 13 year old Karkat and Gamzee :3

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     Gamzee slumped over in his desk, flicking a pen to the top of the table, watching it roll down before he flicked it again. Karkat was being pretty cagey today, what with ignoring Gamzee's texts, avoiding him at lunch and break, and then looking highly uncomfortable when they did finally manage to talk. What was his deal? Could he feel awkward around Gamzee since he came out as liking boys a few days ago?

    The thought made his stomach plummet. No, Karkat wasn't like that, he was a lot of things, but homophobic wasn't one. Besides, when Gamzee had told him Karkat had just shrugged and started drawing, telling him it was no big deal and that he didn't really mind. But if that wasn't the case then why did he start acting all weird and said that they 'needed to talk'?

    Sighing, Gamzee tucked his head inside of his arms, listening to the class fool around since it was their free time. He wished the period would go by quicker because his anxiety was beginning to get the best of him.

    The last bell of the day rang and the chaotic class flushed out in a mob of loud conversations and hollers. God, this class was so annoying. He wandered down the crowded halls and thought to himself that if the school wasn't sn indoor one, it'd probably be a whole lot less crowded. He managed to get to Karkat's locker, bouncing on his feet as he waited for his best friend. Eventually, the shortest boy in the school made an appearance

    Standing infront of Gamzee, Karkat nervously shifted his backpack, giving him a fleeting look before he scowled back at the ground. "I don't need my books today, so we can just go," He said. The tall boy nodded and allowed Karkat to lead the way. As they walked, Gamzee noticed that they were headed towards the back of the school, which was a good idea because that meant that in a hurry to go home, thus portion of the school would be empty, giving the two boys the privacy for their conversation.

    At last, they rounded a corner to a desolate hallway, and Karkat instantly spun towards Gamzee, his black eyes were stormy. "Okay, listen, fuck truck, the whole point of me dragging you this deep into the school is because there's something that I need to get off of my chest and Dave Strider said that if I told you it would make me feel a little better, so get your listening ears on you fucker cause this is about to get really personal and embarrassing," Karkat warned to the surprised face of Gamzee.

    "I want you to know that I like you. Not in the friend way, but like, I have a crush on you type. I pretty much ignored my feelings because I didn't want to freak you out with my gay-ness. But hey, look at that, you're gay too!" Karkat threw his arms out in sarcastic surprise, his eyes mockingly wide, "But... you're still my best friend." Now his arms slowly fell to his sides, his shoulders slouching as he downcasted his eyes. "Listen, you don't have to like me back, I know I don't deserve it, but I see you in my dreams a lot, and at first it was no big deal until I found out just what exactly I was dreaming about. Don't worry, it wasn't a wet dream or anything," He quickly assured Gamzee, who's eyebrows shot up in surprise, "But you kept on showing up. Even last night! I like your stupid face and your stupid way of being so nice to people. But like I said, feelings don't have to be returned. I don't expect them to be and I won't be throwing some kind of bitch fi-"

    Karkat was instantly cut off by Gamzee pressing his lips to Karkat's. Both erupted into a dark cherry red, Gamzee gripping the top of Karkat's arms. Slowly, Karkat unsurely placed his hands onto Gamzee's chest, and Gamzee trailed his hands to Karkat's hips. And, much like an old passage way, Karkat opened his mouth, allowing Gamzee's tounge to dart in.