[... Literally a fucking second ago. So he noticed, but only right before Karkat confessed anything. HahahahaHA, god his life is such a fucking joke, should he have just said nothing? But Dave hasn't given him an outright no, so—or is he just that fucking desperate that he'll keep clinging to whatever chance he can get in any quadrant with anyone?

Mortified, he tugs his legs up off the floor and hunches over them, face now turned away from Dave completely. If this asshole gets to hide, so does he, and goddammit maybe he should have just bought a blanket like that for himself and not gone through with this at all. Even if Dave hasn't said no.

... He's probably going to say no.]

... Not really a lot. I mean, what it would change.

[Don't mind him if he talks mostly to his knees. Good ambulation hinges, best listeners. Fuck.]

We would still talk about things together. Everything. We w-wouldn't hold back or hide anything.

[Not like before. Never like before.]

That's what it means to be moirails, you don't fucking hide things from each other. A-and we'd always be there for each other, right? We'll help each other.

[His head twitches in Dave's direction, but he stops it immediately, hunkering down further still. Fuck, fuck, fuck, this isn't how it's supposed to go, he's not supposed to get emotional like this, pull it together you absolute garbage, worthless pathetic useless—]

That's what it f-feels like. I want that, with you.

[He draws in a shaky breath, releases it. He has to stay in control, this is disgusting, Dave's a human and they don't understand any of these boundaries, he'd do something pale without realizing it and isn't that just what they both fucking need right now, even more bullshit hovering unsaid between them, like it was before—]

I want t-to be close to you. But only if you want that, too.