Hahahahaha.

Here take some sadstuck.

Okay so there's Erisol in here, but it's a minor thing to the solkat! Trust me on this.

Also there are a few more pairings as well. I'll let you guess/suggest what.

Also there will be smut eventually! Don't just think I tagged this with an M rating for the accident!

Enjoy it!

Pain shoots through as red fogs the shattered glass window. The highway is littered with red, reflecting the moon with the most sincere glow he'd ever seen. He can barely hear his father, his brother in the backseat whimpering for help, the faint trace of someone on a phone. Someone rushing to help. He tried desperately to move, only to be cut off with a monstrous sob. Was it his own? What the hell was that?

He can't move, there's something sharp against his neck, and even more somethings running down, across his skin. Blood? Tears? He couldn't tell.

Vision grew dark before the pain seeped out from all of the cuts. Everything went so slowly. Everything slowed to a halt. Before he knew it, the world was dark, and the sounds of his brother begging him to do… something. To stay? To keep his eyes open?

What is he even saying? Was this…

Was this death?

He begged for an answer that wouldn't come, he begged in the darkness as everything faded. He begged and begged, and eventually, exhaustion took over. A deep exhaustion he couldn't even explain logically. This was the end, wasn't it?

Goodbye… everyone.

Kankri… Dad…

Sollux…

It's been two years since Sollux's life came crashing down. Things were perfect; his best friend (boyfriend) was just heading home from an overseas trip, heading home from the airport. They went to visit family in Korea, namely the Maryam's. But before he knew it, some drunken bastard hit their car home.

Head on.

Sollux was in another car, with his cousin no less, after picking them up. His father hadn't been so excited to see his childhood friend returning to the states. Aradia, however, was reluctant. Even in the car she begged him to call his boyfriend, to warn them of… Something. No one knew what. Until Dad spotted the car coming up the highway exit ramp. Swerving, playing loud-as-fuck music… It was heading straight for the Vantas' bright-red minivan.

He couldn't do jack shit to prevent the crash.

Dad tried desperately to avoid the remnants of their cars; he took a sharp turn into the divider and damn near flipped the car over. AA's screams still haunt his nightmares, just like the sight of his beloved's dad, smiling and handing out souvenirs just an hour and a half ago. Just like KK's voice ringing in his ears before they left, telling Sollux to stop being so damn clingy. Saying they'd have plenty of time to spend together when they were home.

It took a year and a half for him to make it there.

Since starting college they had lived together. Now Sollux came home to an unconscious body and the lively douchebag his brother hired to care for him. Stupid hipster would visit every now and again, feed Karkat through a tube, pump medication into him, and clean the area around his room a bit. He and Eridan didn't always have a problem with each other, but somehow every heated discussion came back to the comatose Korean boy he made a living off of caring for. Every heated discussion ended with Sollux flipping him off and crying next to Karkat's unmoving form, desperate holding his hand and weeping with some hope that Karkat would just open his eyes, speak his name again, make everything better.

And it never happened.

It's been two years. Sollux started to give up hope.

KK wasn't the only one injured in the crash, you all were a little broken. AA just seemed to stop smiling all together, something in her mind triggering some constant apathetic state. AA wasn't AA anymore, and all Sollux could do was watch through the only good eye he had left.

Terrifying story really, the glass shard that completely ruined his left cornea, and left a huge scar down his eye. Eridan would joke and say he looks like a pirate. And sometimes Sollux would joke back. For Halloween he dressed up as a pirate with double blindfolds. Red and blue ones, naturally. Eridan hadn't come over, but he had a good laugh at the picture, from what Sollux had heard.

Who knows, maybe they were sort of like friends, in a way. At least when it came to recovery, and to Karkat. Heh, funny story, actually, on Halloween Karkat had one of those weird moments where his eyes would open. Sollux hadn't seen those silvery eyes is in a long time.

Just one more reason to keep hoping for the future.

Kankri was over quite a bit. To visit Karkat, and the bring over medication and food just in case Sollux needed it. He'd kind of grown secluded since the accident. No matter how much that boyfriend of his would try, Kankri must have felt so alone in the world. And Sollux understood why, his little brother was comatose, his father died in the ambulance, and the rest of his family were overseas, where he wanted to move if only for the fact of Karkat being unable to leave the apartment.

He did the next best thing, getting a job at a local mental institute, getting treated for the PTSD he suffered from, and helping out Sollux's autistic brother as often as he could was a kind gesture, too.

He went back to his faith. He prayed for days on end that Karkat would wake up. He still hasn't.

Sollux was… Alright.

Even half blinded, he kept going with his degree. Majoring in information tec, minoring in engineering. He was well on his way to a great career at Microsoft, too. Hell he lived just down the street, and he could easily come home if need be. The internship would be starting soon, and Sollux was going to fuck shit up so hardcore they'd be BEGGING to hire him for the rest of their lives.

Or maybe they'd just dump his ass on the ground after his mental instability finally caught up with him. PTSD, a major developing bipolar disorder, depression. And eventually a bit of a drinking problem, too. The mead was calling to him though, and he answered that call with gusto. Mucho gusto.

He was drunk when he first noticed it, too. Karkat's heart rate was a little higher than normal. When he sat down and turned the TV it seemed to slow, and something in that muted beeping called out to the man. He wasn't one for them, but a romantic comedy film was playing. KK's favorite, Hitch. He situated himself in front of the TV and held his boyfriend's…

Were they still together? Sollux didn't know. He… He kind of took out his aggression once or twice on Eridan, and somehow they had started talking about some half-hearted side-relationship. Just to ease the loneliness, of course. Eridan wasn't some desperate fool like he made himself out to be, but somehow your fights and friendly interaction had really turned… Oddly non-platonic. It was tough to bear, but some fucked-up feeling deep down in his gut told him that maybe it would be okay.

Anyway. He held his boyfriend's hand as that stupid as fuck movie played, and right near the end (where Sollux explicitly remembered Karkat would cry at) his heartrate spiked. Sollux, naturally, freaked out, and pulled some—drunken—emergency therapy until he calmed.

He told Eridan the next day and the asshole damn near cried. Sollux was hungover and he didn't understand what it meant at all.

"Sol. Let's go out for a bit. I know-w you're hung ower an shit. But let's go to a café or somethin'!" Excited, much? Sollux wasn't exactly in the mood to go eat, and while Eridan had taken him to the outer world more and more lately, this just seemed out of the ordinary. Still, he agreed, and went to get dressed.

At the stupid as fuck café, they'd talk about music, and movies, and some really good fashion gossip Eridan would constantly go on and on about. It was starting to have an effect of Eridan, too. Kanaya—Karkat's distant cousin across the seas—sent him a lot of clothes to try out. It was mostly to help her during her college career in France, but she'd begun her own line of clothing. You would be the one to wear it all, when you actually found it in you to wear outside clothes.

So surprisingly, he'd be seen outside his cave with skinny jeans, most of the time with dual-colored pant legs, some in-style sweater or silk shirt, even a scarf if he really felt the need to.

Eridan didn't always wear his scrubs to check up on Karkat, so he'd wear some stupid purple-themed pinstripe skinny-jean long sleeve sweater and scarf combo. Eridan had quite a few piercings, including one on his tongue, and a simple nautical-themed tattoo along his shoulder. The man was a fairly good swimmer, and he even had the hair for it, too. Sollux, however, was tall and lanky, and had obnoxiously frizzy blonde hair. His glass eye was a different color, and he hid that unnatural dichromatic orbs behind his signature red and blue glasses.

Lately red and yellow have taken over his style, and he had no explanation for that, really. It was just something he enjoyed.

Shitty waffles, and four cups of coffee later, Eridan paid for the meal, for some reason. He could just as easily get the check, or use Sollux money (which he did often) but instead, he paid. "What's the occasion?" he inquired, grabbing their jackets as they prepared to leave. Maybe for home, maybe for the store? Who knew.

"W-well. Kar's been showin' some really encouragin' signs an all. So I guess the occasion is celebratin'?"

Encouraging signs?

He read your confusion like a pamphlet on the use of the question mark. "That heart rate spike. I'm hopin' that means he'll be wakin' up soon, don't you? Typically the first signs are pretty faint, but that just spoke to me as some 'hey asshole, guess who's back' kinda readin' yo—mmph!"

He really didn't mean to kiss him. He couldn't help it, he had almost given up hope.

Karkat's waking up.

OR IS HE?

:p

Also this story is on AO3 as well! I'm probably going to post most of my stories on there eventually. That should be fun!

Bluh.