You Could Do Better

((I'm back after about half a year.... God so much has happened. Just let me get used to writing and then you might get more stories outa me, ok?))

It had only been a few months that Karkat began to act like this. He would drink a little, sometimes not even at all, and force john to perform sexual acts. And if John didn't agree, Karkat would beat him up. The night always ended with John bruises and in tears with Karkat next to him, trying to get him to shut up and go to sleep. But what the troll didn't know wouldn't hurt him, and whenever he went off to 'work', John would sneak out to be with Dave for a few hours. Like right now. The blue eyed boy stood on Dave's front porch, bruises littered across his face, waiting for the door to be answered.

Dave answered and sighed at the bruises. He hated when this would happen, mostly because John wouldn't tell him who was doing this. If Dave did know, he would have taught them a lesson a long time ago. He furrowed his brows and he took John's hand ever so gently to lead him inside.

John slowly walked inside. His hooded jumper and sweatpants were clearly too big for him. Underneath was a collection of bites, bruises, cuts and burns from Karkat. A big purple bruise sat on johns swollen eyes, the blue from them faded from the violent months he spent with his boyfriend. It was true that Dave was his only escape for happiness, and even then he couldn't tell the blonde who had hurt him.

He brought him over and sat him down on the couch. "I'm getting an ice pack for your eye" He reported before leaving to the freezer. He came back with an ice pack and gushers, knowing how much John loved those. He gave both to him as he sat down beside him.

John looked down at the icepack in his hand. The gushers sat in his lap as the raven haired boy slipped off his glasses and placed the cold pack to his eyes, getting instant relief for the swelling. "Th-thank you..." John spoke quietly. He wasn't allowed to speak without Karkats permission at home. John fiddled with the edge of the gushers box before finally opening the candy.

Dave pulled him close and into a hug. "John, you can tell me who's doing this" He said softly after a moment of silence. He had his chin on John's shoulder so his lips brushed against John ear when he talked. It seemed to calm John.