Karkat Vantas: interior designer

[bethehugejerk]

Who: Karkat (bethehugejerk) and Eridan (unconchonable)
When: Backdated to August 6, during the body swap curse.
Where: Their hive.
Style: Action
Status: Closed

[Karkat would have liked to gone home earlier. He would have, if he could! The trouble was a little thing called asymmetry and how it deeply offended whatever genes spawned the obsession with order in the body he currently inhabited. In short, going outside had seemed a pretty awful prospect, with how disorganized everything is.]

[But it's also been a rough night. You know how it goes - you run into the douchebag who vivisected your then-current moirail, his soul is a blight on reality, you fight, you tap into mystery powers you don't know your body has and mind control him into, well, something less crazy. No big deal.]

[Well, okay, yes it was, and he'd talked some after to get things settled and known, but all that is kind of past him. Reason being, with thoughts of the fight whirring in his head, he was finally able to slink on back to the hive. The asymmetry of the city layout was still awful, of course, but the mental distraction at least kept him from panicking about it.]

[Once he gets home, though, it's not anything as normal as seeking Eridan out that might alert him to his return. Instead it's the noises, thumps and dragging, things shifting, coming from downstairs.]

[DARE YOU INVESTIGATE??? y/n]

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[thevveribest]

[BLAH BLAH ALL OF THAT ERIDAN DOESN'T CARE ABOUT. KARKAT BEAT UP STEIN. HE BEAT UP STEIN! Who cares why, Eridan is just going to elect that it had more to do with the fact that asshole deserves it for what he did to him, and clearly that's more of a reason why than Karkat chose to say. Karkat's kind of bashful about thoughtful things anyways, so clearly clearly that's why he tried to play up the disorder thing or whatever. Either way, Eridan is going to aim to bring Karkat into a tight hug and just... say nothing. The anniversary of that shit event wasn't even that long ago, so yep. This is just kinda hitting him with all the good feelings and he just never wants to let go of Karkat, because wow what a good not-matesprit.]

[bethehugejerk]

[Oh. Those are arms. Those are definitely arms, and they are hugging him. Karkat doesn't tense up, but he does freeze; he'll have the couch right with another minuscule nudge that can wait for the moment.]

Uh.

[Of course he remembers. The memories came up when he saw Stein, and in the course of the fight. He knows how angry and outraged he was back when he found out Eridan was captured - at Stein, and at himself for not knowing until Lea found him by chance. He knows, now that he thinks about it, especially now that he feels this gesture, that it must mean a lot to Eridan.]

[He's not exactly sure what to think, but he doesn't push him away. He pats a hand to his arm and lets him stay as long as he needs.]

[thevveribest]

[Honestly, Eridan could stay there all day, giving him physical appreciation for what he did, but he knows that he can't actually do that. And maybe he'd be even more loving if they were still matesprits--and were in their proper bodies. But after a few silent moments of gratitude, Eridan lets him go, but he doesn't stop looking at him. His expression is soft and loving, an expression hardly a stranger to Sufferer's face, but one more rare for his own... to most people, anyways. Definitely not Karkat.]

Sorry.

[His body reacted faster than his mind, really, so he didn't consider how odd that probably is for Karkat, but he couldn't help it. So here he stands a little awkwardly, still looking at Karkat in absolute fondness. It's torture, really, having all these feelings towards a troll and not the means to properly express it - or rather, not being allowed to.]

[bethehugejerk]

[It's not that the feelings aren't there, just that they're mixed up with the part of him that never looked at Eridan in that way. It's complicated! And kind of weird to feel, like not knowing which way is up. He simply gives the couch the last nudge, then stands. He doesn't quite look at him - different body or not.]

It's fine.

[He steps away and surveys the rest of the room.]

Will you let me reorganize the rest of this or are you going to pitch a fit again?

[thevveribest]

[Eridan opens his mouth to argue against it, but then stops. He takes a moment, and then shrugs, He can always fix it when Karkat isn't experiencing this obsessive behavior after all.]

After what you did, I'd be a right fuckin' asshole to stop you.

[He can handle a week of their living block looking not like home if it makes Karkat feel better. It sucks, sure, but whatever, if it keeps Karkat around and keeps him from freaking out, he supposes he can deal.]

Do you need any help?

[bethehugejerk]

[Karkat breathes out a little sigh, and his expression eases.]

You know bilateral symmetry? Line stuff up along this central line.

[He motions, indicating an imaginary split down the room. The couch, of course, is centered on it at one end.]

If there's not a match for something, don't just put it on one side. And if it won't fit in the room otherwise, captchalogue it, and we can put it back when the week's over.