"It's glass, it's gonna hurt."
Karkat sniffles, obviously fighting back tears, as you wet a washcloth and dab at the wound where the glass punctured his skin. You clear the blood up and he collapses onto you. He sighs and you run your fingers in the messy black bird's nest he calls hair. It's actually kind of soft so you continue doing it. Dude seriously needs some Johnson's Detangling Spray though. He looks up at you and you look down at him. Damn, his eyes are pretty. They're softer than you remember them, a sparkly grey with little flecks of red. He rolls over again and lays his head on your chest. He seemed a little upset, so you ask "You okay, Vantas?" Maybe you spoke a little too loud because he jumps. You feel bad but he calms down and nods, nuzzling your chest. "So what happened last night that made you drink 10 bottles of liquor?" You say, looking down at him. He looks down and replies, "It's nothing. Just quadrant problems." It obviously wasn't nothing. Not even Rose would have decided to willfully drink that much. Would've killed the poor kid. You sigh, not wanting to piss him off and make his headache worse, so you lean your head against the wall. You noticed Karkat fell asleep on you and you smile, putting your hand on his head. You then feel....something powerful just surged through your body.
No, no, not again...not now...
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I think I like you. (A Davekat Fanfiction) (DISCONTINUED)
RomanceSadness was all Karkat could see in his future. Until Dave came and turned that around.
