Minestuck; The Beginning of Frenemies (A Davekat Fanfiction)

I'm Listening

Dave breathed out heavily, soon noticing the soft glow that came from the only one he knew that had it.

"Kar.. Karkat?" Dave laid his eyes on the Enderman, who even looked worried for him; he thought the monster could give less of a damn if he had fell into the bottomless pit.

'Maybe he cares..?' Dave pushed the voice away, he didn't need it now. Not ever.

"Oh.. yeah. I'm alright.." Dave said, trailing off in the remembrance of the dream that only made him cringe more as he thought of it. Though, surprisingly having the company of Karkat was calming him. His stomach was doing backflips moments ago, but started settling at the sound of Karkat's voice.

Dave knew it was outrageous for a monster and a human to be this close, even by talking. Then again this might not even be happening again nor soon. It was practically the end of them talking, the Enderman wanted him out and he needed to get out of here. It would be awkward enough if he came back if he came back and visited the Enderman.. Did he just think of that? Coming back to the cave just to find the Enderman, and hang again? He was going out of his mind in here.

Karkat heard the pain in Dave's voice and knew he couldn't possibly be 'all right.'

"Are you sure?" Karkat asked. "You look like you saw a fucking ghost." As much as he didn't want to admit it, Karkat was worried for this human. He might even /care./ Karkat suppressed a grimace. He couldn't care. It was too dangerous. He didn't want anyone to get hurt because of his mutation besides himself; he didn't want anyone to drag anyone else into his battle.

"It's nothing really.. I just hand a nightmare, that's all.." Dave breathed quietly as he told Karkat was what's wrong with him. Dave didn't want to admit it but he wanted to stay with the Enderman. He might even care more for him, than just showing the way out.

The human was taught not to wait to strike the monsters before him, it was killed of be killed; but here he sat telling one what was wrong with him. This is was practically dangerous, caring for a monster that stood before him; to even trust him. It was probably for the best to leave him, if other monsters saw him with Karkat they'd diss him even more. They'd be after Karkat and him at the same time.

"You know, sometimes it helps to talk about it," Karkat offered. "What happened?" It's was hard to sound unconcerned when he was clearly trying to help him, so he let it slide. He wanted to know what was causing Dave enough emotional pain to make him actually show it on his face; from what he'd seen, Dave remained impassive. Now, he looked shaken.

He dreaded having to comfort him because he'd probably end up making it even worse. Karkat had never tried comforting anyone, and Dave probably wouldn't be comfort by a monster he didn't even like. But he's try nevertheless. That is if Dave ever told Karkat what shaken him so badly.

Dave was a bit surprised by Karkat's actions. His mind barking at him to tell Karkat was was wrong with him. It was either now or stick with it forever; hopefully he wasn't going to get yelled at it for it.

"It was about my brother..," Dave started and processed on telling Karkat that went on within his dream. Deciding to leave out his appearance at the end, only knowing further questions would be asked but no answers would be received. He still asked himself that as he droned on with his dream, seeing Karkat's face contort in worry for him.

"It was like the aftermath of being burned and attacked! He was so– messed up! It just.. I-..." Dave finally snapped his own mouth shut. Realizing that he was loosing his cool. Hs cool kid card was slowly slipping out of his grasp if he were to continue on. The again, look so weak in front to the monster that listened to him.

"It was just horrible.." The miner muttered grimly. His eyes blinked tiredly behind his shades as they feel to the floor. Dave to grab his pickaxe and slam it into his face; he looked hopeless like this and dreaded having to let Karkat see him. He could his emotions about Karkat being here to help him, physically and emotionally. But he had to admit that, he was somewhat glad that he was here. Here to listen to him. Actually listen. He couldn't let Karkat know that.

Karkat gaped at Dave's words. He couldn't relate to the feeling of losing someone close to him, but the gore of the dream?

"Th-That sounds like fucking hell," Karkat said. "I can't really relate. I've never had nightmares, because I never sleep. Just violent flashbacks. It sounds like torture."

Suddenly, Karkat slowly reached a hand out towards Dave, as if he was going to put it on his shoulder in a comforting way. He seemed to realize what he was doing, however, because he quickly became horrified and snatched his hand back, grasping it with his other hand.

'I hope Dave didn't see that,' Karkat mentally slapped himself. He couldn't believe he almost aloud himself to do that.

Dave let out a sigh as he stared at the floor. He never meant to bring this much attention to his past, instead of remembrance he wanted to forget it.

"Fuck, it is. I mean, there's good dreams about him but not all the time.." Dave took a short moment to try and explain his dreams to Karkat, before he saw something in the corner of his eye but suddenly jerked back.

Dave looked up to catch a glimpse and it was a hand. Karkat's hand. He was more than sure it was and it seemed he was actually trying comfort him? Dave held his arm with one of his hands, lightly biting the side of his lips. His chest suddenly started to feel weird, just the thought of the Enderman touching him made him feel...different? Then he snapped himself back into thinking, this was completely wrong. It was wrong to be this close, others would be disgusted if such a action was thrown at them. Disgusted that he actually didn't seem to mind.