Davekat Fanfics

Sick

Warning! This chapter depicts topics of "heat" which may be considered sexual. Also strong language as always!!

Karkat was sick.

Not like the sick raps that Dave would constantly focus on all the time or the sick, miraculous ways of his murderous morail Gamzee, but he felt sick. His body was hot, too hot. His body was flushed hot to the touch. He was shaking, aches wracking through his bodies and making him cry out. By God he was sick, but not sick sick. This had been going on for about four or five days. The troll had lost his track of time though. He couldn't think straight, who'd blame him. Karkat wasn't sick. He was in heat.

He had locked himself away in his room, refusing to leave since the day it started. He was curled up under a makeshift nest of pillows, blankets, laundry, and anything else soft and plush. Only his horns were visible from the nest. He shivered and gnawed on the fabric, whimpering with each wave of pain this time brought him. Stupid fucking trolls and stupid fucking imperial drones. "I bet humans don't have to go through this horsebeast shit." the whimpering troll grumbled through gritted teeth. And just like that, a burning slice shot through his spine and a scream of anger and pain escaped from his dark lips.

That same scream echoed through the meteor's corridors and caught into the ears of a certain blond cool kid. The Knight of Time was making his way towards Karkat's respiteblock, anxiety bubbling in his blood like a boiling pot of ramen. He was aware of Karkat's disappearance and after what he counted as six days without being shouted at by a grumpy alien, he was scared as shit. Then he heard it. That scream that made his blood curdle and his hairs stand up straighter than John claims he is. Dave started running, repeating "Holy shit" under his breath as every worst possible conclusion popped into his head. He reached the troll's respiteblock and immediately slammed open the electric magnetic door. He scanned the room, not seeing any sign of his best bro.

Except he heard him. He heard muffled sobs coming from the pile in the corner of the room. "Hey. Karkat, is that you? Are you hurt? What happened?" Dave asked in a worried voice as he came closer to the nest. The bundle of clothes and plushies shifted and Karkat's head popped out of the top. The troll's face was heavily tinted with red and his damp raven hair stuck to his face. His eyes were cloudy and his mouth was slightly parted until he snapped back at Dave.

"Don't come any closer, douchewagon!"

Dave sighed out of relief, knowing his friend wasn't completely dying and still had some of the Karkat in him. He still inched closer though, bending down to get a better view of the troll's flustered face.

"You seem, like, really fuckin' hot. Do you have a fever? Can trolls even get sick?"

Karkat opened his mouth to retort, but another ache of pain shot through him, followed by a heat flash. He let out an embarrassing whine instead, followed by him biting his lip hard enough for some blood to dribble out and leak down to his chin. Dave winced in disgust and pity. Ouch. The Alternian quickly regained himself.

"Of fucking course trolls get sick, and I don't know. I sure do feel, like, really fucking hot." Karkat finally replied. As much as he tried to make it sound spiteful, his voice was weak and not threatening of any sort. "You better not get any closer. My scent will get all over you and the others will definitely get the wrong fucking idea."

"Bullshit."

Dave approached the pile, and started pulling Karkat out, despite his protest. Karkat weakly flailed and whined, his skin going to fire with every touch of the other. Karkat continued to sputter out profanities and try to pry himself from Dave, but to no avail.

"Jesus Christ, your skin is so hot. What the fuck is going on?"

"I'm..." Karkat went silent, getting embarrassed with the answer he has to give him."Dave, I-I'm in h-heeaa-" Another ache went through him and he whimpered midsentence. Jesus, could this get any more embarrassing. "Heat." He finished, shivering in Dave's arms.

"Ohhh."Dave continued to carry Karkat, bringing him onto Karkat's human bed. The trolls ran out of sopor slime weeks before Rose and Dave arrived. Rose and Dave had alchemized the beds for all of them and tried to help them with their night terrors by giving them their human version of sopor, alcohol. So the trolls were more accustomed to sleeping like humans. Dave peeled Karkat's sweater off of him, avoiding touching Karkat's delicate grey skin. Surprisingly, he didn't protest with this.

Dave pulled a bottle of cold apple juice out of his sylladex and handed it to his friend. He then took his cape off and wrapped it around the troll carefully. Karkat just sat there, staring down at his apple juice as Dave pulled out a laptop from his sylladex.

"You want to watch a romcom and cuddle with me to maybe pass the time?"

"...fuck yes."

Dave and Karkat sat on Karkat's bed, watching Good Luck Chuck like they usually did. Karkat was curled up beside Dave, his head resting on Dave's lap. Dave was petting Karkat's hair, his skilled fingers running through the curly locks of Karkat's licorice hair. Karkat was purring softly, enjoying the head rubs he was recieving from his friend. Soon enough, the troll fell asleep, his head still in Dave's lap. Dave glanced down at his pal, smiling and petting his head still.

"Love you dude."

...

"Love you too asswipe."

...

Dave leaned down and kissed the troll on the forehead.

"Sweet dreams man."