Let's just stop right there. You cannot turn into a homo because you already are one. Prison changes a lot of things, including your sexuality. It's so difficult to get a girl alone that, even if you managed, it wouldn't take long before someone found you. There's cameras and security everywhere. Rubbing one out on your own gets boring and lonely. Sometimes, you just want someone else. You think Karkat might be that person.
You weren't lying when you said you read that book. Though it wasn't your cup of tea, Karkat seemed to genuinely enjoy it, so you figured you ought to give it a go. It really wasn't too bad, even if you almost dozed off a few times.
Currently, the two of you are sitting side by side sharing a pair of earbuds you keep specifically for movie night. You'd tell Karkat that he can get his own pair at the shop, but this gives you an excuse to be close to him. You're stuck watching Lord of the Rings again because Rose got to pick the movie. Karkat seems pretty engrossed in it, which gives you time to think.
You're not sure what there isn't to love about the little Latino at your side. He's got milk chocolate skin with dark freckles sprinkled over his button nose. His cheeks are slightly chubby like the rest of him, but not excessively so. His beautiful hazel eyes are framed by his dark eyelashes. His long brunette hair hangs low over said eyes, so at times they are hardly visible. The few times they are sends a spark straight to your heart. His lips are perfectly plump and kissable, too. In your eyes, he's perfect. Not only is he cute, but he's smart and sweet and shy, though something tells you he has a feisty side. You'd tell him how beautiful he was if you weren't so afraid of rejection.
Slumping back in your seat a little, you unconsciously snake an arm around him, causing him to glance up at you. Though hesitant at first, he warms up to the idea and cuddles against your side, practically purring in content. You watch as a pink blush dusts his cheeks, making you beam a little with pride. You see, there's unfortunately another factor of your newfound affections that poses an issue.
Dave.
Dave has been one of your closes comrades since you arrived. Despite being the cool, easygoing guy that he is, you'd never want to get on bad terms with him. This is why this poses such a challenge for you. It's no secret Dave harbors feelings for your tiny new friend, but he's yet to act on them. Rather, he gives you the look of death any time you're in the general vicinity of Karkat. In truth, you think it's unfair that, unknown to Karkat, Dave is controlling who can and can't be with him, romantically or otherwise.
You've thought about bringing this to Karkat's attention before, but quickly thought better of it, realizing the trouble it would cause you in the long run. No, you'll just have to wait for Karkat to realize it on his own. The difficulty is that keeping it all to yourself makes your chest hurt with all the suppressed feelings you hide inside. You so desperately wish you could tell him how you feel, but you don't want to betray Dave. You also don't want to move too fast with Karkat.
Then it dawns on you. Why should you have to suffer? If Dave wanted him so badly, could he not have already had him for himself? Granted, he and Karkat are cell mates, but you can't deny the attraction between you and the small male at your side. Tonight, you think to yourself, will be the night that Karkat becomes yours.
You only snap out of your train of thought when the lights flicker on and Karkat begins to stretch, others already beginning to gather their things and making their ways back to their respective cells. Karkat looks up at you with those big, adorable hazel eyes you love so much and takes out his earbud. "You seemed a little spacey during the movie. Are you okay?" He asks nervously.
You smile and nod, taking your own earbud out and tucking them into your pocket. "Never better. Do you want me to walk you to your cell?" He nods, smiling sheepishly as you stand, holding a hand out to him. He accepts as you pull him to his feet, linking your arm with his as you lead him out of the room, down the hall, and to his cell. Dave has yet to arrive, so you decide to make your move. "Hey uh... Karkat?"
"Yes?" He asks, looking up at you.
You lean down and press your lips to his, closing your eyes. You linger for a moment before pulling away. "Goodnight."
You're about to turn to walk away when his lips come crashing back down onto yours. You're taken aback by the sudden kiss, but only take a second to return it. It turns from a gentle goodnight kiss to lust in a split second. This is why, before you are even fully aware of what is going on, you find yourself in the supply closet, the two of you desperately attempting to tear each other's clothes off. The moment is quick and heated, but definitely unforgettable. Though you wish it could've happened somewhere more romantic, the passion you felt is just the same.
Once the groans and moans of pleasure are subdued to quiet pants and gentle kisses, you finally find the strength to speak. "Did we actually just-?"
Karkat looks up at you, face flushed from the heat and embarrassment. "If you're referring to us screwing in the closet, then yes. This is a thing that just happened."
You bite your lip and shrug, trailing your fingers up and down his chest. "Maybe it's a thing that should happen more often?"
He fights a smile, burying his face in your chest as you inhale his scent. "I think I'd like that..."
You can't help but grin, kissing his forehead. "You'd better get dressed. It's almost curfew and I don't want you to get in trouble."
He nods, quickly dressing before hesitantly kissing you again. "Same time tomorrow?"
You smile and nod, which he returns as he leaves. You slowly dress, relishing the musty scent and memories of your actions. Not even once did you think about Dave as you made your way back to your cell.