Karkat Vantas is in your hive.
This is a unique occurrence, for the both of you. Aside from Nepeta and Vriska, no one risks visiting you. And you know very well how little he ventures from the safety of his home.
“So...” your fingers idly tap the table behind you, denting it. “Is there...a reason.....you....?”
He whips his head to the side to look at you, then away just as quickly. “No, I just felt like visiting the sweatiest fucking asshole I knew in the middle of the night. Congrats, it’s you.”
You must appear taken aback, because he colors - no wonder he leaves his hive so little, if his reactions are that easy to provoke - and mumbles something remarkably like ‘sorry’. After an uncomfortable moment of him looking back and forth between you and the floor, he finally manages to speak.
“I just....” he hunches his shoulders defensively, and under the heavy coat you are suddenly struck with the impression of a crab, “I just didn’t feel safe, there.” He glares at you, as if this is your fault.
The idiot just stares at you - you assume he’s fucking staring, anyways, you can’t tell with the dumb glasses in the way, who even wears those - not saying a word after your past self’s fucking embarrassing admission.
“What,” you grind out, glaring at him. He’s making you feel antsy. He opens his mouth.