Dave stood by Karkat's hospital bed, tears falling down his cheeks and he had Karkat by the shoulders, shaking him slightly.

"Karkat! Please you need to wake up! They're taking you off of the support tomorrow! You can't do this to me Karkat!" His voice hitched and he started to cry uncontrollably. "Please wake up Karkat!"

A nurse had to forcefully remove Dave from the hospital for being to loud. Dave sat outside the entire night, not getting a single wink of sleep as he hoped and prayed that Karkat was going to wake up. And he couldn't help as his mind traveled to what if he didn't wake up. Dave started crying all over again, even though at this point it hurt to just breath, but he couldn't stop.

The hours passed and soon a doctor walked out and looked at Dave. Dave looked up at the doctor and his eyes lit up with hope and he jumped to his feet.

"Is he okay? Is he finally awake?" Dave forced the words through his throat even though it felt like he was spitting needles. The doctor looked at Dave and rested his hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry...But you can say goodbye. You have 15 minutes."

Dave felt like a wall just hit him, knocking the wind from his lungs and everything around him was spinning. He then nodded slightly, following the doctor. He would be crying, but his tear ducts were dry and his throat too sore.

He walked into the room, seeing Karkat still in his comatose state. Dave sate by the bed.

"Karkat... Normally I'm not one for shit like this... But you mean more to me then my own life. And, if you can hear me, I just want you to know that I love you, even now." Dave chocked as he wanted to cry, but once again, was unable too.

"As much as I can't stand the sound of my own name, I just can't get enough of the way you say it. The way it rolls off of your tongue almost as if you'd just kissed it before sending it my way, enthralls me to an intensity that no one would ever be able to describe. It's in the way you say my name as if it was born from your soul and nurtured by your voice that has me shamelessly begging for you to say it again and again. So Karkat, if you can hear me, say my name. Please?" Dave said as he rested his head against Karkat's. "Please."

Dave didn't know how much time passed, but the doctor walked in and rested a hand on Dave's shoulder again. "We need to pull the plug now."

Dave felt emotionless as he hesitated then nodded. The doctor motioned for him that he could stay in the hall, but Dave shook his head. The doctor made sure one last time that Dave didn't want to leave, then he started shutting off the machines that had kept Karkat alive for this long. Dave watched, emotionless, as Karkat's heart rate slowed, til it finally stopped. Dave looked at the monitor then he collapsed on the bed, holding Karkat in his arms as he screamed. He didn't care that his throat was on fire or if he got kicked out. He just couldn't believe that Karkat was gone.