HELLO DEAR FRIENDS.

Hi yes hello it is I, I am back. I finally have a new chapter with me and I am so sorry that it's short. I really need to work on making these longer.

In my long leave I did some soul searching. Not really.

But I did work on my writing because it was just atrocious and it needed tons of help. I feel like it did improve but who knows.

ANYYYWAYSSS.

God I can't thank you guys enough for the endless support I've received and how great you people are for sticking with me while I was a butt and kept you guys waiting forever.

You deserve endless puppies. This is getting too long shit

Please enjoy the new chapter with my new (hopefully better?) writing skills and Dave being a huge sweetheart.

May all your harvests be bountiful.

Your name is Dave Strider and you can't concentrate.

You can't help it, no matter how hard you try to pay attention your mind keeps wandering back to thoughts about what happened last week. You haven't learned anything in his class since you had sex with him. Every time you look at him all you can think about is him writhing and moaning underneath you. It usually leads you to putting your English textbook in your lap to cover up your boner.

You know Karkat knows you're not paying attention and you know it pisses him off more and more every day. He sends you sharp glares when he catches you staring down at your desk and smirking because he knows exactly what you're thinking about. Your smirk widens when you look up and see a dusting of red across his cheeks.

"Dave."

"Yessir."

You managed to catch his small, barely noticeable shudder at the word 'sir' and you keep a mental note to use that against him for later.

"What is it about that desk that's so much more important than my class?"

"I dunno, this is a pretty attractive desk. I don't want to miss any of it's beauty."

He groaned and rolled his eyes then rubbed the bride of his nose with his thumb and forefinger.

"I'm not putting up with your mouth today. Detention."

You gave him a mock salute and a couple kids in the class laughed. For the rest of the class period you continued to stare at your desk and tried your hardest not to smile because you knew exactly what was going to happen during detention.

After all the other students left and Karkat shut and locked the door, you sauntered over to his desk and plopped yourself on top of it. When he walked over to you, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed a lingering kiss to his lips. He snaked his arms around your waist and pulled you closer against him. He smiled into the kiss which made you smile and then made you both laugh. You kissed him again then buried your face into his neck and squeezed him tightly.

He pulled back enough to press his forehead against yours and look into his eyes. You seriously believed that you could stare into his eyes for hours. They were just so damn pretty.

"Dave, you really have to start paying attention in class."

"But baaabe, you're so boring."

He growled and smacked the lower part of your back.

"I feel like I'm spoiling you. You're supposed to be in detention right now."

"Yeah, but look at us, sweetheart. We're not doing anything we're supposed to."

You cut off anything he was about to say by running your hands up the back of his neck and tangled them in his hair then pulled him in for a deep kiss. He instantly dug his nails into your hips and returned the kiss with vigor. You nipped at his bottom lip and he opened his mouth to wrap his tongue around yours. He started running his hands up and down you sides lightly and you moaned softly in between your kisses.

He pulled away when you both needed air and you couldn't do anything but smile at him. You soak in how he looks, face flushed, eyes dark, hair ruffled. He is undoubtedly the most beautiful person you've ever seen, and you don't hesitate in telling him so.

"Karkat, you are undoubtedly the most beautiful person I've ever seen."

He looked down at the floor and you slid your hand under his chin to pull his head back up so you could kiss him a couple more times then stare into his eyes.

"I'm serious, if I could look at you forever, I would. I'm literally the luckiest guy in the world. To have the most gorgeous guy ever as his boyfriend."

That was the first time you ever used the word 'boyfriend'. You liked how it sounded and with the looks of it so did he. He had the biggest smile on his face and it was so fucking cute you almost had to punch the wall to feel manly again. He laughed and you honestly thought he could read your mind for a second but the thought quickly passed when he rubbed his nose against yours.

"I don't care how emotionless and tough you think you are, you're secretly a big softie at heart. I've never heard anyone say sweeter things than you. You're gonna get cavities."

You busted into laughter at his terrible, terrible pun and pulled him into another hug. He pressed soft butterfly kisses on your neck and you were shocked as a wave of emotions rushed over you. You realized how much you really liked Karkat and the thought of fucking this up scared the shit out of you.

Your train of thought was interrupted when Karkat suddenly unwrapped your legs from his waist and he offered his hand to help you up. You looked at him questioningly but stood up anyways.

"How long until you have to go home?"

"About an hour, why?"

"Perfect."

You were about to comment on how he didn't answer your question but you shut up when you heard the sound of a zipper being unzipped. You knew what to do as soon as he put his hands on top of your head and pushed you down onto your knees.

You were sitting in the passengers seat of Karkat's car which was parked in front of your house. Occasionally, you would see Bro pull back one of the curtains slightly and peek out the window. He snapped the curtain back into place when you made eye contact with him and you laughed.

"What's so funny?"

"Just Bro being creepy as always."

Karkat rubbed chuckled and reached across the gearshift to intertwine his fingers with yours.

"You should probably go before he comes out and forcibly takes you from the car."

You laughed again at the mental image then unbuckled your seat belt with your empty hand and leaned across to kiss him. Kissing him was something you never got tired of. You could happily kiss him until you died.

He pulled away and made a shooing motion with his hand and you groaned but opened the door and got out of the car. Right before you were about to open the door to your house, he rolled down the window and yelled.

"I'm taking you out tomorrow, be ready by six."

Then he waved and pulled away, leaving you with your mouth hanging open and your Bro peeking out the window.

Your name is Dave Strider and you have never been more excited in your entire life.