John lay flat on his back attempting I regulate his breathing as a priest cut his arms open with a sickle. He was crying. All he could register was pain and sorrow. He didn't want to die. He knew once he had started bleeding enough they would leave him. They would usher jade and his father out of the temple and he would be left alone to die.
He had spent the last few hours saying goodbye to Jade, Dave and his father. He had cried a lot, everyone had. Even Dave lost his cool for a while.
John had looked for Karkat in the crowd gathering. He had… more or less figured it out. Karkat had loved him… HIM, John Egbert. He felt so stupid for not picking that up last night.
But now he was dying. He hurt all over and could feel blood dripping down his arms onto the stone table. He told himself not to cry, it would all be over soon.
His vision was going blurry when he saw the face, still hooded and everything. It was Karkat. John tried to say his name but it came out mangled and breathy.
"Shhhh…" Karkat reached out and stroked his hair.
Using the last of his strength john reached up and pulled at Karkat's hood. Karkat took his hand and pulled it away from his hood.
"Not yet" Karkat whispered to you placing both of his hands on your forearms. He closed his eyes and leaned down placing a small kiss on your lips
It went dark.
He opened his eyes and all he saw was light.