I'll lay beside you till the end

Chapter Eleven

Dave sat at the kitchen table staring at the pattern on it. It had been three days since they had made love to one another and Dave couldn't help but be stuck on it. He enjoyed every single moment of it. Well all accept one, not being able to talk to Karkat. He wanted to call out his boyfriends name so bad but never could.

The day he had lost his voice was hard. He had been going home with his bro from one of his gigs when they were jumped. Dave had managed to take out two of the guys with his rad moves and his bro took out three but the other two had his bro pinned against the wall. The third guy had him one the ground and when he tried calling out for help what happened next prevented that. One of the guys had punched him hard in the throat nearly crushing his wind pipe and completely destroying his voice box.

The guys fled when a woman came in and spotted them. She quickly called nine one one and rushed both Dirk and Dave to the hospital. Dave's life was saved but his voice was gone. He had started to cop without it but now that hes with Karkat he wishes he could do anything to go back and get back his voice.

Karkat was supposed to be asleep upstairs but noticed that Dave wasn't with him. He defended the stairs to find Dave in the kitchen, a painful look on his face. "Dave?" Dave looked up and gave a half hearted smile as he pulled karkat to him, nuzzling his neck. Karkat couldn't help but smile as Dave held him.

I'm sorry. Karkat felt Dave's hand tap his in a repeated motion, having learned Morse for the fun of it. "Why are you saying sorry you fuckass?" I'm sorry I can't. I can't talk to you. "You talking now you dumbass."

Dave pushed Karkat away and glared at him, emotions fully unsheathed. You know what I fucking mean! I can't ever call to you when I need help or talk to you at night! I can't tell you that I love you! I can't express how much I love you!

He signed furiously at Karkat. Pain, sorrow, anger, and more mashed up, pent up for so long. Life is not fucking worth living if you can't tell the people you fucking love how much you do! At that moment Dave was slapped a crossed the face. Shock in his eyes and anger in Karkat's.

"Don't ever say that again you dim witted little shit." His voice and action was so calm it scared Dave. "So what if you don't have a voice, who fucking cares? I sure as hell don't. Because to me you dumb nooksniffer, you don't fucking need one."

Dave looked at karkat with wide eyes, surprise deep within. "Yah I admit I sometimes wish I could hear you talk but... That's a want not a need. What I need is you. There are so many fucking ways you can express love every gog damn day without talking.

"You hold me when the nights are utter complete shit. You bare through my shitty ass romcoms and put up with my crabby ass. And you know why you do it?" He pulls Dave towards him and smiles softly as he rests his head on his. "You do all of it because you love me."