[Karkat p.o.v]
He open my eyes and look around. No Dave. I frown and try to sit up but Dave comes in from the bathroom. He's only in a towl and I blush though I doubt he could see it. He smiles at me and walks tword his closet. He starts getting dressed and I look away. Once again I try to sit up but I can't. It hurt badly. I must have mad a noise or something because Dave comes over in a hurry without a shirt on.
He sighs "you can't get up on your own KitKat" he looks over me. "How are you feeling?". I look up at him " n-not good" I say as he touched a brouse so a wave of pain came over me. He looks at me apologetically "sorry". I shake my head "its OK". I smile a bit at him and seems like he is acctully worried about me. He puts a hind on my head and wispered something. I couldnt make it out but the last word was deffently "you". so it was something about me. He hits another brouse and i wince again.
