Okay, so I'm back! Yeah, I'm not dead or anything...but anyway, this is my first Homestuck fanfic that I've published on here...I have so many more on my flashdrive x-x
Anyway, it's JohnxKarkat, so please don't bash on the pairing because you don't ship them. :I
DISCLAIMER: Yadda yadda yadda. I don't own Homestuck, everything belongs to Andrew Hussie. Yadda yadda yadda.
Dear Dave, Jade, Rose, and John,
I've been watching all of you since you were first born. Well, in John's case, crashed in from the sky and killing your grandmother in the process. But anyway, I've watched you all grow up. I've seen when you cried, when you've been happy. No, its not creepy, Dave! But when you're stuck on a meteor for that long and you can't get into a planet you helped create, you get bored. But I've been watching you all for so long- especially you John.
Anyway, as I've watched you, I've seen everything. I've seen your tears, I've seen everything you're afraid of. I know almost everything about you. I know that you keep you feelings inside, Dave, because you don't want Dirk to kick your ass for being a pansy. Don't glare at me like that; I know it's true. Rose, I know that as much as you hate your mom's drinking habit and think she's stupid as anything for doing it, you love her and want her to stop before she dies because of it.
Jade, I know you get lonely up in that tower and cry when everyone says bye to you on Pesterchum. You keep all of that in and don't tell anyone because you don't want them to worry. And John, I know all about your dad and everything he does, about those cakes you hate so much. But I also know that you love him. You all love your lususes...no matter how much you deny it. And I know that none of you are as strong as you try to be.
And...John, take this letter and read it alone. PRIVATELY.
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Are you alone now? Okay...I'm trusting that you that you're alone now.
Alright. I also know that...for some reason, you...love me. Yeah, I saw everything. Not anything...sexual. But I saw you in your sleep and you were saying my name. And I've also seen you write about me in your journal.
But...I love you too. I know I'm not very good at expressing my emotions, but I do love you. And I know you love me too. I haven't cared about anyone, not even myself, as much as I care about you. So...John Egbert...will you go out with me?
-Karkat Vantas