His face softens all at once, brow gentling and mouth returning from its sarcastic set. Nah, nuh-uh, Karkat Vantas isn't allowed to feel like that, and if he does--when he does--Dave's gonna fix it, every time.
He wipes his McNugget hand cursorily on his pants and touches Karkat's face with the other, careful, not doing anything yet but sliding it under his cheek, tilting Karkat's head just enough so Dave can see. His voice is quieter, lower.]
Third of all. Who'd take care of you while I was off losing my shit wantonly in the streets?
[He brings his other hand up and frames Karkat's face between both his palms, studying his expression carefully, steadily. Lightly, his thumbs tap Karkat's temples, and he slides his fingertips up and back, combing dark hair behind Karkat's ears, freeing his face momentarily. He does it again, with the flats of his fingers this time.]
I'm getting chicken grease all up in your hair, please tell me you'll shower after I'm done conciliating you into oblivion.
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His face softens all at once, brow gentling and mouth returning from its sarcastic set. Nah, nuh-uh, Karkat Vantas isn't allowed to feel like that, and if he does--when he does--Dave's gonna fix it, every time.
He wipes his McNugget hand cursorily on his pants and touches Karkat's face with the other, careful, not doing anything yet but sliding it under his cheek, tilting Karkat's head just enough so Dave can see. His voice is quieter, lower.]
Third of all. Who'd take care of you while I was off losing my shit wantonly in the streets?
[He brings his other hand up and frames Karkat's face between both his palms, studying his expression carefully, steadily. Lightly, his thumbs tap Karkat's temples, and he slides his fingertips up and back, combing dark hair behind Karkat's ears, freeing his face momentarily. He does it again, with the flats of his fingers this time.]
I'm getting chicken grease all up in your hair, please tell me you'll shower after I'm done conciliating you into oblivion.