how high do you have to BE

« You shrug, rolling your shoulder so he can’t become comfortable with his face buried against you. He doesn’t get to do that. He’s not allowed to say he loves you and then hide away when right now you wanted to see his expression when he said it. Your hand is lifting, pushing his shades from his face to rest on the top of his head before your thumb traces on the freckles you weren’t familiar with. 

You whine at him when he rolls his shoulder, pouting at him when he pushes away your shades. Your face was as red as a ripe tomato, and somehow, seemed to get even more red when he reciprocated your feelings. Your eyebrows furrowed for a moment before lifting at the realization, pressing your mouth against his eagerly.

» You hadn’t expected the warmth of arms wrapping around you and the touch of your cheek to his chest before you had looked up just in time for an array of kisses. You almost want to push him off because of your embarrassment, but the small force you apply to his chest just becomes your hands curled against him because..well.. because you heard his words. He loved you? Dave was definitely flushed for you? 

You bury your face in his shoulder, feeling the warmth in your cheeks growing by the second. Especially when he looks at you like that. You can't help but fidget and wiggle about in his arms, rubbing the material of his shirt between your fingers as you try to decide what to say to him. Your heart was pounding so hard you were absolutely sure he could feel it.

» His excitement is too much. He’s too much and you feel your heart clench at the fact he’s even here holding a present in hand that you gave him. A present because he was your Valentine. “Yeah, well you didn’t have to dress up in a monkey suit with a bunch of flowers… but you did anyway. So shut up and like it!” You demand with little malice in your voice. 

You immediately pick up the stuffed dog and hold him at eye level before curling your fingers into a fist and bumping it against his soft paw. You think this is quite possibly the most endearing thing that Karkat has done to date, and also the coolest thing you've been given in a long time. You set the dog down and get to your feet, tugging the troll into your chest and peppering his forehead with sloppy smooches.

"Wait. You actually thought you were something else than my bouncer?" You return the smirk in a flash before reaching out to take the bundle of flowers from him and the chocolate. You lean forward with your lips touching his cheek before hesitantly smelling at the floral deciding that it didn’t matter. You were going to enjoy them even if you looked like some overly happy idiot standing in the door way.

Holy shit, today was really happening. You had changed countless times, brushed your hair, and then realized that freaking out like an idiot over this was stupid before messing your hair up even if your eyes continued to flickered towards the clock nervously with a box sitting not too far from it. 

You smirk back at him, holding out the floral arrangement and box of chocolates to the rather surprised looking troll. "Would you expect anything less from me?" you tease back, leaning forward on the doorframe. Your heart is racing and your mouth feels a little dry but you think you're doing a pretty good job for someone who could possibly be deflated faster than the Hindenburg airship if he turned you down.

Did I stutter ????

last year i was eating in a fancy, large restaurant when i began to hear a rumble and the distant sound of people chanting ‘potassium, potassium’ and suddenly hundreds of people dressed as bananas flood this restaurant chanting potassium over and over and we were trapped there for a very long time because the bananas would not leave and they were everywhere