Baby, It's Cold Outside (Let's Ice Skate!)

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WHO: Everyone!
TONE: fun, derpy, cute
RATING: Probably G
WHEN: Early Afternoon, Sunday
WHERE: The Lake!
WHAT: It's winter! The lake is frozen over and it's time to ice skate! (We'll ignore that it hasn't really been much below freezing. Maybe someone charmed the lake? Doesn't matter!)
STATUS: Ongoing!

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[selfhatred]

[small sigh of annoyance] Because it doesn't.

[mo_cara]

But how do you know? [pressing his nose to the back of Karkat's neck, breathing him in]

[selfhatred]

I just do, okay?! [Karkat turned over where he sat between Gamzee's legs, placing his hands on the Slytherin's legs and glaring up at him.] I'm the fucking worst when it comes to relationships! I wouldn't be any fucking good for her!

[mo_cara]

[Gamzee looks back at him placidly, absolutely unruffled by Karkat's glare.] I dunno, motherfucker. You're a pretty good friend, and that's a relationship, right?

[selfhatred]

It's not the same as an actual relationship. [He stares at the other for a moment longer before sitting back on his knees, looking down between them.] I'm a rotten friend too.

[mo_cara]

[Gamzee doesn't wince when Karkat says their friendship isn't the same thing as a real relationship. Despite how spacey and transparent he can be sometimes, the Slytherin is actually really, really good at hiding his real feelings about things, at least sometimes. So instead he just keeps smiling, soft and serene, and then he raises a hand to rub his finger lightly over the tip of Karkat's nose, then each cheek.]

You don't get to say whether you are or not, bro. That one's up to me.

[selfhatred]

[That just makes him hunch his shoulders. He's not sure whether or not he hurt Gamzee's feelings with that little outburst, and usually he wouldn't care either way but...he'd been getting a little bit of a bffsies crush on the other lately. He could tell, because it felt different from the butterflies he got around Jade.]

But...

[mo_cara]

[Long fingers that smelled of snow and tobacco pressed over Karkat's lips, and Gamzee shook his head solemnly.] Nope.

[selfhatred]

[He gives a small sigh of annoyance before tilting his head up slightly, brushing his lips over Gamzee's fingers.] I guess you know better than me, huh?

[mo_cara]

About a lot of shit, best friend. [Tells him, still smiling, though an odd hint of color's risen to his cheeks with the way Karkat's lips brush over his fingers. It could just be the cold, though.] You know a motherfuckin' miracleload when it comes to other people's romance and shit, but you don't know jack shit about yourself.

[selfhatred]

[A small flush of his own was across his cheeks before he drags his blanket cocoon up and over his head.] Nobody knows anything about themselves. True fucking fact.

[mo_cara]

[ ... heh.] So stop talking shit about Harley.

[selfhatred]

[There's a pause before he lowers his head and curls up against Gamzee again, this time on his side.] Fucking fine.

[mo_cara]

[Gamzee wraps his arms around Karkat again, and bows his loonger frame over the smaller boy's, essentially covering a lot of his body with warm, grinning Slytherin.]

Told you you were motherfuckin' sharp.

[selfhatred]

What the fuck ever.

[The reply is grumbled and muffled against the taller boy's robes and his blanket cocoon. He just wished his heart would stop beating so fucking fast.]

[mo_cara]

[Gamzee's just going to wrap and cuddle and ignore Karkat's muffling entirely. ♥ The smaller boy rarely lets him be quite so affectionate, and Gamzee decides then and there that he loves the snow.]