No one can resist Striders

                                    

                                          
This chapter is really long!! Just a warning! :3
                          
~Dave's POV~
                          
My alarm woke me up in the morning, and it also woke Karkat up. I reached for my shades quickly and put them on, so Karkat wouldn't see my eyes. He seemed to be a bit disappointed when I put them on, as if he wanted to see my eyes. If he saw them though, he would immediately regret it. No one could love them. If he did see them, he would probably hate me. Then I'd have no chance with him.
                          
Jesus.. I REALLY need to calm down. Like a lot. 
                          
Karkat rubbed his eyes and looked over at me. 
                          
"Morning, Strider.." I guess this time he remembered he came in here. 
                          
"Morning Kitkat." He growled, looking away. 
                          
"I told you to stop fucking calling me that." 
                          
"Did I ever say I would?" I smirked, and he just groaned, getting up. I followed him, and we headed to the living room for poptarts once again. We did the same thing as usual; he got two packs of poptarts, and handed me my favorite flavor. The couch was taken up completely by some project Bro was working on. I guess he started on it last night, because it wasn't here last time I was in here. So we both had to sit in the chair. I smiled a little at this.
                          
"Hey, so we can't sit on the couch. You can sit on my lap in the chair though." Karkat just turned around with a look on his face that said, 'why this. Just why. Why me.' I laughed a little at him, sitting on the chair. He sat on my lap, and I pulled him close to me, smirking. 
                          
"Ey lil mama lemme whisper in your ear~" I said quietly, trying to hold back a laugh. He just sighed, looking over at me, and then shook his head. He looked back immediately, and continued eating his poptarts. I let out a laugh, eating mine as well. Once I was done, I held Karkat against me. He was just sort of surprised by this, and scrambled up. He was done with his as well. So I stood up then and took his wrapper, throwing them both in the trash. //Aka where we all belong-- iMSORRYIHADTODONTHURTME//
                          
~Karkat's POV~
                          
Dave had been acting kind of... Suspicious. Ever since we woke up, he seemed like he was making more of an effort to be around me. Almost as if he were.. Flushed.. Oh Gog. Oh Gog oh Gog oh Gog. Fuck. Shit. This is not fucking happening. Kill me. 
                          
Why Dave Strider of all people? Well I mean, he wasn't that bad, I guess.. He was kinda hot.. wAIT WHAT THE FUCK AM I SAYING??? I better not be falling for Dave Strider. I am NOT flushed for his amazing body, the things he does just to tease me, the way he's sweet when he wants to be, and.. Oh who the hell am I kidding. Fine. I'm flushed for him. I'd never admit it though, unless he admitted he was flushed first. I didn't want to be turned down, obviously. I may hint at it though, so he knows he can say it.. Ugh, I don't even know. Fuck this shit. Romance is too complicated for me right now...
                          
After a while, I looked up at him, and he had his arm around me. Was he constantly trying to hint at the fact that he was flushed with all this..? And what about that kiss!? Oh Gog. Now that I look back on it, it seems like he's been hinting at it for a few weeks now.. That could explain the winky faces on the notes that Dave's Bro le-
                          
"DAVE DID YOU-" Bro bursted in, then saw me. 
                          
Dave seemed a bit startled, as his Bro walked back where he came from. He motioned for Dave to follow him, and I got up so he could. He walked over and his Bro said something. Dave shook his head and said something back, and his Bro just nodded. They continued to talk back and forth for a few minutes until Dave looked over at me, and then came back over to me. I stood back up so he could sit down, and I sat on his lap again, this time sort of straddling him, and facing toward him. He looked over at his Bro and blushed a bit, groaning.