JohnKat-2

You are Karkat Vantas,  and Kanaya had told you to get a cake or whatever reason. She also told you to decorate the cake with puffy clouds, and little wind signs. You dont know why you couldn't just have ordered John to do it, but you did it yourself anyways. These fucking clouds would be the fucking death of you though. They were just so fucking difficult to make. You couldn't understand why Kan didn't just fucking come over or something to do it herself.

You finished the clouds about an hour later. They were a pain in the fucking ass,  but you got them to look to Kanaya's standards. You had got the stupid fucking icing everywhere, including your face and favorite shirt. You walked over to the phone to call Kan when you heard a knock on your aparment door. You grumbled, not wanting to really see anyone when you're so fucking messy. You opened the door and began to yell at the person behind it when you realized you were staring at a blue clad chest.

"Hi Kakat!" John piped happily. "Kanaya and Rose said you wanted me to come by after work, so here I am! Can...can I come in, please?" he smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head. you stepped aside to let him in, speachless from the surprise visit. As John walked in and turn to look at you, you closed the door and shook your head.

"I never fucking told theem I wanted anyone over. They were fucking messing with your thinkpan, fuckwad," you say grumpily, but not really meaning the insult. You crossed your arms, trying to think of why Kan and the Rose human were doing this. You could hear John sniffing around over you thinking.

"I smell icing. Have you been baking or something?" John smiled his biggest, derpiest smile. Your stomach did a flip and your cheeks heated. You look over to your kitchen, wear the cake was, and looked back to John.

"Kan told me she wanted the cake, but wanted me to do the stupid fucking decorations," you said, being uncharacteristically soft with your voice. You started walking to the kitchen. "You can come check it out if you like. I think I pretty much fucked it up though. I'm not much of an artist, as you all know," you say to him, stepping into the kitchen and hearing him walking behind you.

"Are you kidding?? This is really good Kar! Even for someone as talentless as you, this art is pretty good! It almost looks like I did it! Maybe even Kan if you squinted," John said bluntly. You felt your face heat up imensely when he complimented your work. But instantly, you face went back into a scowl when he called you talentless. You humph'd and crossed your arms, grunting out a thanks and leaving the kitchen.

"Since you're here, why don't you just hang out for a bit?" you say, flopping onto your couch and grabbing the television remote. "Maybe we can dig into that cake, since I don't think Kanaya has anything fucking planned for it anyway," you flipped through the stupid Earth channels, lookng for a romcom or some decent Earth movie or show.

John walked over with two plates of cake and sat down beside you. Your couch wasn't that big, so you and John were pretty much stuck at the hip. You tried to give John as much space as possible on the couch, but you only ended up somehow moving closer. You stopped squirming and just sat and ate your sweet cake as John flipped through the channels.



You are now John Egbert, and this fucking cake is awesome! You know how good of a baker your dad is, but this one seemed to be better than the ther ones you tasted before. Especially the little icing clouds and windy symbols. They looked suspiciously like the one on the shirt you are wearing. But this of course doesn't faze you as suspicious, only as a coincidence. As you flipped through Karkat's TV, you were suddnly very concious of how close the two of you were sitting. Karkat moving obviously didn't seem to help, though you thought it was a bit out of character for him to be so nice as to give you more space.

You looked over at Karkat, who seemed to be devouring, but enjoying, his slice of cake. You smiled, thinking he looked kind of cute when he ate sweets. You knew Karkat had a huge sweet tooth, but you had never seen him eat cake before. Even at everyone's birthday, he seemed to either skip out on cake completely, or leave just before cake was served. At his own parties, if he ever allowed them, they would have birthday cupcakes, instead of cake. It always seemed strange to you, but oh well. All the trolls different habits were strange to you.

"What're you staring at, fuckass?" Karkat said over a mouth full of cake. He had icing on his cheeks and on the corner of his lips. Without thinking, you wiped the icing from his cheek with your finger and licked it off of your finger. Karkat's face seemed to go bright red, making your's go a light pink from realization.

"Erm. Uh, s-sorry Karkat. I...I uh..I really gotta go. My dad was expecting me home around...uh...this time. So, uh, I'd better start heading out so I don't get yelled at," You rushed, your stuttering making you blush worse. You stood up and headed for the door, not hearing any protests from Karkat back on the couch.

As you closed the door to Karkat's appartment, you leaned on the door and took a deep breath. 'What the hell just happened?' you thought. You got up off the door and started heading down the stairs to your car out front of the building to drive home.