Homestuck - Karkat x Reader - A Troll's Horns

"Please, can I touch 'em?"
"Hell no!"
"Pllleeeasssee?"
"I said NO!"
"Karkles~"
"I told you to not call me that!"
You frown and cross your arms.
"I WILL find a way to touch 'em! Even if it takes my whole lifetime!"
"Well, good luck with that." You were received an eye-roll from the troll.
You sigh loudly as Karkat sits on the couch, flipping through titles of the romantic section on Netflix. You decide to sit down next to him, resting your feet in his lap. He mumbles something - probably about you choice of a footrest - but you choose to ignore it.
After what seems like ages, he finally plays a movie. You yawn and get ready to hear crying and "awe"-ing from the troll sitting next to you.
~Ze Time Skip~
Well, this had turned out to go opposite. Sure, yeah, Karkat shed a few tears, but you were plain-out BAWLING by the end of the movie.
Karkat looks over to your crying figure, then mumbles out something along the lines of "baby", grabbing you and pulling you into a tight hug. You ignore the bright flush coloring your cheeks when realization kicks in. You grin sneakily, reaching your hand up to his head.
Oh my gosh, this is going to happen! You can't believe it! Your hand is just about to touch his horns! Th-
You groan as Karkat grabs your wrist, pulling it away from his head. He finally looks at you in the eye.
"Did you seriously try to touch my HORNS?" He narrows his eyes.
"Yup!" You respond.
After a few seconds of an awkward silence, his cheeks turn a little red and he reaches one of his hands out to scratch the back of his neck.
"I-I guess y-you could...o-only a little though so don't get any ideas!" You were surprised that not only did he say that, he was able to soften his voice to keep from yelling...er, until the end of that sentence. But that doesn't matter.
You slowly reach up, and rub the nubs inbetween your fingers. He tensed up, hand mid-air and about to grab your wrist. Then after a few seconds, his form relaxed, a deep purr rumbling throughout him.
'Hmm, I guess I WILL have to tell Nepeta about this,' you think.
Suddenly he grabbed your wrist again, pulling it down.
"T-There, you happy now?"
You nod, taking note of how big his blush had gotten over the minute.
Suddenly, something got the better of you. You yanked him into another hug, face buried into his neck.
It took awhile to remember the quadrants that trolls use and the phrases and stuff, but you finally remember them.
"Karkat, I'm flushed for you. I have been for so long now. Will you be my bo- er, what's the term? Oh right...matesprit?" You mentally facepalmed for how stupid that sounded, all short and un-detailed. You weren't good at this stuff, okay?
You swore you heard the breath leave him, before he responded, in a whisper.
"Y-Yes, I'll be your matesprit. O-Oh, and...(y/n)?" He pulled away from you, looking into your (e/c) orbs.
"Yeah?"
He then looked everywhere except for you.
"I...uh...dammit!" He then grabbed you, pulling you into a kiss, that was a little more forceful than passionate, but it still gave butterflies in your stomach. When the kiss ended due to the need of air, he buried his face into your hair, smelling the sweet scent it gave off.
"Flushed for you too."