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It was prom night.

You could barely contain your excitement as you let the tiniest squeal escape your lips. After a long week of anticipation, it was finally here. The night you had been longing for.

You suddenly stopped mid-step. You realized it just then. How could you have forgotten something as important as this? It was, besides the dress, the most important thing on the list from prom.

A date.

How in the hell could you have forgotten to ask someone to the prom? Your heart sank as you knew all the good dates would have been taken. You suddenly considered not going. Slipping off your shoes, you walked back to the couch and slumped down into its softness. Looking to the left, you spotted your photo frame. It held your most precious memory. It was of you and Karkat. It was a photo of the day you became friends. A rare smile was strewn across his face as he had his arm wrapped around your waist. You had your arm slung over his shoulder and you held each other close. His shaggy raven hair was a mess as per usual and it wasn't until now that you could swear that you noticed a faint red flush in his cheeks.

God, he was cute.

It was probably just a trick of the light though. You knew Karkat all too well and he wouldn't blush for anything. He was too full of himself for that. You laughed at the memory and place it back on the table. You rose up from the couch and slipped your shoes back on to your feet. You didn't care of you didn't have a date anymore. You were going to have fun.

No matter what.

The prom room was a completely different universe. Smoke, neon lights, disco music and a crowd of trolls and humans having the times of their lives. You spotted Terezi in a corner and decided to join her.

"Hey~" you greeted.

"I was starting to think that you weren't coming (Name)."

"Can't get rid of me that easily."

"Where's your date? I can't smell them~" she snickered as her nose turned towards you.

"I uh...don't have one. I forgot." You managed to quietly blurt out.

"How...disappointing~ that's two people I know who are dateless~"

Your ears perked up at this. You turned to face her, curiosity was written all over your face.

"W-who's the other...?"

She leaned closer to your ear, as if to whisper something.

"Not telling. However, I will give you a clue: He's my favourite colour~"

Anyone who knew Terezi /that/ well instantly knew who she was talking about. You looked around for that one person you would know anywhere. That hair, those horns, that face that you loved. You looked for the mutant troll.

You looked for Karkat Vantas.

Parting the crowds in a frantic search for the troll who always made you smile despite his angry demeanor, you felt your heart rate began to pick up at an increasing rate. You could feel it pounding against your chest but this only made the adrenaline pick up its pace and you found yourself moving even faster. Passing the Mid-bloods and the Seadwellers, you found no sign of Karkat.

You thought to yourself, why would he even bother to come if he didn’t have a date? But Terezi must have seen…well…smelt him to know he was here. You continued your search before deciding to take a break and stepping outside into the fresh night air. The clean air filled your lungs and eradicated all senses of frustration and anxiety. You took another deep breath in before leaning back against the railing in an effort to get comfortable. The cold metal refreshed your flushed skin and brought your heart rate to a steady pace. Your hair caught the wind and was lifted into the calm breeze, exposing your face and tucking your locks over your shoulders. Your content smile soon turned into a slight frown as you still hadn’t seen any sign of your favourite Cancerian troll.
“Knowing him, he’s probably not even here anymore,” you said to no one before heading back inside to try and have a good time.

As you re-entered the dance room, you felt an arm wrap itself around your waist. You looked up and saw Gamzee revealing his usual grin.

“Sister, what’s wrong? You’re all sad and stuff.” His breath smelt of Faygo. Had he already had /that/ much?

“Me? Sad? No, I’m just a little…uh…nervous! It’s my first prom with you all and so…” your train of thought left you as Gamzee quickly pulled you towards the dancing group of trolls and humans.

“Well now, we can’t that happening all up here!” Gamzee yelled as he began to dance wildly next to a very anxious-looking Tavros. You giggled at the sight before your hands were occupied by Nepeta, forcing you to sway and spin to the fast paced music.

After what you assumed to be an hour or so, you felt that your throat was in need of a drink. You quickly abandoned the dance floor and made your way over to the refreshments table. Pouring yourself a drink, you smiled to yourself at the wild scene that was in front of you: Trolls and humans dancing, singing and playing games together in one room.

Everyone was so happy and so were you.

For about three more seconds.

That’s when the music changed from a techno and upbeat song to a slow ballad. Your smile dropped to a frown as everyone now occupied a partner and embraced each other in a romantic gesture. You watched their bodies move to the rhythm in perfect timing and you forced yourself to bare a small smile.

“Fricking disgusting,” said an all too familiar voice.

You jumped back at the sudden intrusion of your trance. You looked up to meet dark eyes and shaggy black hair that could only belong to one. He was here. Karkat was standing right next to you. Had he been there the whole time? Had he only just arrived? You didn’t think it was polite to ask so you just let it be.

“Not really. It’s sweet…it’d be nice to join in,” your voice trailed off as you continued to watch all the couples sway together, only amplifying the romantic mood that was wafting in the atmosphere.

“Hmph. They all look like some attention-starved cuddle beasts! I mean what’s the point of this? The dance is going to be over any minute now so what’s the point of joining in?” he grumbled to himself.

“You don’t want to join in?” you said abruptly. He gave you a questioning look. “I-I mean, it’s not that I don’t want to, I do want to…uh…what am I trying to say?” You struggled to get the words out.

“You want to join in?” He said trying not to sound angry. You merely nodded shyly trying not to look him in the eye, not directly at least.

You should have been used to him abruptly stealing your hand away and dragging you off into various directions, however he always managed to catch you off guard. His rough hand grasped yours and led you towards the dance floor. Pulling you towards the center of the floor, he stopped and turned to face you. You nervously placed your arms around his neck and he, just as nervous, wrapped his hands around your waist. Tugging you close, as if you were in danger of being stolen away from him, you were forced to look at him. Any attempt to avert his gaze earned a harsh tug at your hips and consequently; him moving closer than he already was. The two of you moved in perfect rhythm to the melodic music. His eyes softening a little bit more as you continued to sway back and forth. One of your hands slid back from the back of his neck and came to rest on his shoulder. He didn’t question your movement, save for watching it trace his shoulder. His hands tightened around your waist and somehow pulled you closer than you already were. You sustained your dancing as your hand that rested on neck pulled his face closer to yours. His hot breath tickled your lips and sent a shiver down your spine. Your lips brushed against each other were soon locked in a dance of their own. His lips fit yours perfectly and molded against yours, creating a passionate first kiss. Soon hands began to wander. His hands retreated from around your waist and smoothly ran up your sides. The hand tenderly resting on his shoulder slid down to rest on his chest, your fingers grabbing onto his clothing.

Caressing your sides, you let out a moan against his lips. He growled and pulled against you, not caring if there were onlookers. He wanted you to be his and his alone. Licking your bottom lip, he asked for entrance which you gladly granted, knowing that he would put up a hell of a fight if you denied him. Opening your mouth, he slipped his tongue in and elicited multiple moans from you. Kissing him back just as passionate, you managed to provoke a moan from him. Your hands magically tangled themselves in his jet black hair, just barely missing his horns. Running your fingers past his horns, but not touching him seemed like the best way to tease him. Little did you know, it was working all too well. He was being driven mad by your delicate touch and conveniently missing his horns every time. You knew the secret behind the horns and he knew you did as well. One of his own hands found their way up to your hair and tangled itself in your locks. You decided to gently stroke his right horn, to see what kind of reaction you could gain from him. Running your finger around the base of his horn, you suddenly stopped kissing you, breathing heavily against your lips. Feeling a little disappointed you began to pull your hand away, but he stopped you. He grabbed your hand and held it there for a long time before catching his breath and looking up at you. You couldn’t tell if he was angry or happy. Probably both.

Before you could say anything, his lips quickly caught yours again in a desperate battle for dominance. He won in a matter of seconds, leaving you grasping onto his shoulders and neck for support in holding him against you. The song began to slow down and fade out before you finally separated. Still holding onto each other tightly, you lay your head onto his shoulder and he nested his chin against your silky hair, stroking it as gently as he could without returning to his arrogant demeanor. The next slow song started and you two gently swayed to the music.

“F-flushed for you, _______,” he stuttered.

You glanced up and took note of the immense carmine blush across his cheeks. Pecking him on the lips softly, you responded,

“Flushed for you too, Karkat.”