http://purrfectlysw33t.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] purrfectlysw33t.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] route_10652011-01-08 10:44 pm

oppurration ch33r up karkitty

Who: [livejournal.com profile] purrfectlysw33t and [livejournal.com profile] threshecutioner
Where: Karkat's hotel room, Violet City
When: I guess Saturday evening since that's what time it is
Summary: Karkat is depressed about Dave not hating him right. Nepeta makes it her mission to cheer him up!
Rating: PG-13 just for Karkat's mouth.
Log:
It wasn't often that Karkat was actually sad. A little bummed, sure! Mad, constantly. But sad? Not quite so much. And that is why Nepeta was worrying! She gave Equius the slip- obviously her moirail probably wouldn't be too happy with her going to hug a lowblood- and made her way to where Karkat had said he was, her cats tucked into their Balls for the first time since she'd gotten them. This was important! There was no time for catplaying right now.

Unfortunately she had no idea which room was Karkat's. So she did the obvious thing- she knocked on each and every single door, calling for Karkat all the while. Will she make it to the right door in time?! Probably.

[identity profile] threshecutioner.livejournal.com 2011-01-09 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
It was later that Karkat realized he should have told Nepeta his room number.

Not that it was hard to find her by then, with the string of knocking and the calling of his name. Soon he'd wandered out into the hallway to find her, glaring at the fact these shenanigans even had to occur.

"I'm over here, Nepeta, now quit yelling out for me like a moron," he called out in turn.

He didn't look particularly good. The former troll was both tired and stressed, practically sick of this whole mess in a way that showed in his health. Normally his shouting at Nepeta would be sharper, more biting, but now he didn't quite have the energy for it.

[identity profile] threshecutioner.livejournal.com 2011-01-09 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
To put it simply, whatever feelings Nepeta may have held for Karkat were not on his mind. This whole mess had spiraled out of control into some crazy, weird metaphor the likes of which only he could come up with.

While normally the catgirl's overly clingy mode of expression would have irritated him - and indeed, the hug made him tense at first - he soon relaxed. The situation made it different. A little comfort, even from a source he would have normally rejected, was better than nothing.

"Yeah, you don't have to tell me. Come inside." He pulled away from Nepeta to lead back into his hotel room.

Why is Nepeta so adorable?

[identity profile] threshecutioner.livejournal.com 2011-01-09 07:33 am (UTC)(link)
Karkat's eyebrows rose. She had mentioned a present before, hadn't she? So for once, he waited patiently, and not without some curiosity as she fetched the gift from her bag. But flowers? Those he didn't expect.

Blinking, he held out his hand to accept the small bundle. "Erm, thanks. I think." Lacking a proper vase, he set them with perhaps surprising gentleness on a side table.

He shuffled back over to Nepeta next, and with awkwardness suggesting the rarity of him doing so, gave her a short hug. "I don't really have anything for you," he mumbled, "so that's about the best I can do."

[identity profile] threshecutioner.livejournal.com 2011-01-09 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Jegus, are you crying?"

It was hard not to notice with her continuing to hug him. It served to prompt more frowning - as if he wasn't already - and he carefully extracted himself from her embrace.

"Look, it didn't even happen to you, so don't. Look at me." He stared her in the eye as he continued, "This whole thing has gone about as absolutely shitty as it possibly could, and that is fucking saying something. I hate it. Every last bit of it. Dave especially for turning it into such a clusterfuck. But I'm not crying over it, so why should you?"

[identity profile] threshecutioner.livejournal.com 2011-01-09 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
Karkat quirked an eyebrow at that. "O-... kay? I'm not really sure why you'd do that, but just, don't cry on me."

Now he took a seat, settling on the edge of the bed. "The whole thing's just been... really confusing and weird and frustrating. I've only ever cried like, once, and still I'm not going to over this."

[identity profile] threshecutioner.livejournal.com 2011-01-09 08:54 am (UTC)(link)
The former troll sighed. As he spoke, his gaze drifted up to the ceiling. "It's weird to think of you even getting involved with blackrom, so I don't expect you to really get it."

He scratched at the back of his head. How to explain it?

"I've got really high standards for this shit because of all the hate I can dish out, and it's made actually finding a kismesis pretty frustrating. I'm--not even going to tell you about the first time I thought I found one because that whole thing was embarrassing and stupid." Even the memory was enough to make him scowl. It's kind of hard to get good blackrom going when the target doesn't even hate you.

"But this time--" Karkat glanced to her. "Dave actually hated me, and he'd been trolling me since I met him, and saying the most hateful shit I've ever heard. And then--well, I'm not saying what happened because it's stupid and embarrassing, but things went to shit, and you saw the results."

[identity profile] threshecutioner.livejournal.com 2011-01-09 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
More hugs were unsurprising at this juncture. Karkat still wasn't quite used to the, and so settled for an arm placed around Nepeta's shoulders, yet they still provided some comfort. Rare though it was. "Something like that, I guess, but more complicated. God, why does this shit always have to be so complex? For all I know about this stuff, I've got the absolute crappiest luck with it."

The latter part of what Nepeta said, though, simply produced another pointed frown.

"It's not that easy," he said, looking at her. "I may hate like, just about everyone ever, but kismesissitude just doesn't happen that easily. I have high standards for this, ridiculously so, and it's made it a fucking headache just to try to find any targets for it. It's a special kind of hate - one really intense, you know? You need someone who can inspire that as easily as breathing, who can hate you back in equal measure."

"But of course--" His hand strikes the bed. This whole damn thing was frustrating. "--of all people I just had to go for a god damn human who doesn't even get this quadrant. I'm such a fucking moron."

[identity profile] threshecutioner.livejournal.com 2011-01-09 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
And that was about all Karkat could take.

"Okay, okay, that's enough hugs for now. Don't break my fucking ribs, jegus." He squirmed in her grip, pushing gently at her shoulders.

"But... thanks for trying to cheer me up, I guess. This whole thing isn't going to stop sucking easily, but this does help a little. Just. Don't expect me to get all mushy and open about my feelings like this again; once is embarrassing enough."

[identity profile] threshecutioner.livejournal.com 2011-01-10 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
All that hugging would certainly last him a while. At least Nepeta was smart enough to back off early.

"Yeah, it might. These human dreams are pretty weird and non-violent, so it's better than just sitting around brooding over it," he mused.

Karkat now stood, going over to the door to open it for her. "If you need whatever, I'm on the Pokégear and whatnot. Leave a message."

[identity profile] threshecutioner.livejournal.com 2011-01-10 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
Of course that prompted a palm to find a familiar spot against his face. "Don't get yourself arrested, damnit. You should know better than that. I shouldn't even have to be saying this; I'm not your moirail."

A kiss to the cheek, on the other hand - hugs and all aside - was not quite what he expected. A small blush rose in response, but before he could even gather himself to say something properly irritated, Nepeta was gone.

A sigh would have to do. He closed the door, mumbling about overfriendly cave girls and their clingy antics.