Karkat felt alone. Friendless. An outcast. He thought he was alone in the world. Until he met Dave. He understood. They weren't so different, the two. They understood each other when no one else did. ((tw: graphic self harm, suicide))

'He pursed his lips before speaking. “What the hell are you doing lying in a trash can?” “It’s for ironic purposes,” came a muffled response. Something clicked in Karkat’s mind, and he felt stupid for not putting it together earlier: this dick was Dave Strider.' *All characters belong to Andrew Hussie*

Karkat is so bored that he could die because of it. His friend, Sollux, helps him with his problem. What Karkat knows is that Sollux is an ass. But what he doesn't know is his friend's help can make his life..less boring? (All the art here belong to their owners.) (Homestuck belongs to Andrew Hussie. I do not own anything. I only own the story.) (This is my first fanfic and I hope it becomes a good one. I might suck though)

After a few nights of staying awake by the telephone and constantly drifting off to sleep alone, a certain nubby horned troll begins to suspect something going on with his boyfriend. How oblivious does he think he is?

Dave Strider, not your average normal kid. He seems to be a cool guy, gaining popularity quickly, but his secret is getting harder to sustain in the darkness of his shades and instincts. Karkat Vantas, just your low status ball of rage. He meets Dave after being called into the councilors office. Of course he despises having to "babysit" him the first few classes before an incident happened with the 1950's goons of Cronus Ampora. What will happen later on once the incident is solved, because Cronus had no partake in it? Will Dave be able to sustain his secret in the dark? Or will he be able to trust Karkat enough to tell him his secret? How will Karkat react to it if the secret is revealed?