Karkat's POV

I stood in the hallway. Dave and I agreed to meet here after class. I shifted on my feet. I felt hands over my eyes and whipped around. Dave was smiling behind me smiling.

"sorry I had to talk to my teacher about an assignment"

"its okay I wasn't waiting long" he nuzzled his face into the top of my head. I reached up and placed my hands on his jaw line. I looked up into his eyes. Well, with the exception of his shades. I pushed them up with one hand.

"hey Dave!" I knew that voice. I didn't even have to look over to see who it was. I let go of Dave's shades and put my hands down at my sides.

"what?"

"I want to talk to Karkat"

"what you have to say to him can be said in front of me." Dave put his hand on my shoulder. I looked away from her. I could feel my body freezing. I grabbed Dave's hand and pulled him with me to the lonely bathroom. I could feel tears coming to my eyes. My wrist was throbbing. It was getting painful. I had to talk to him. I couldn't cut again. I had to cry into him or something. Anything that would help me. We went into the bathroom. I was fighting the tears. It was so hard. I leaned up against the furthest wall. Where I was slumped at that day Dave helped me. I slid to the floor. My knees were against my chest. the way I sat pulled at my stitches, but it eased the pain some.

"Karkat?" Dave knelt in front of me. He pulled my hurt leg towards him, so as to take the strain off of it. He sat against the wall next to me and pulled me to him. I let the tears stream my face and onto his shirt. He ran a hand through my hair and rubbed my back. Every once in awhile shooshing me or telling me its okay. I felt him take a hand off of my back. He kept running the one hand through my hair. I snaked my arms around him and bit his shirt collar. "hey Bro? Could you or Jake come get Karkat and I?" he paused "hes having a pretty shitty day. Hes currently having an emotional breakdown" another pause "okay bye." I looked up at Dave. His shirt collar was still in my mouth. "how about we wait for them in the office?" I nodded slightly. He picked me up and carried me to the office. The office aids opened the door for him and he explained that we were going to be picked up. We sat in the office until Jake showed up. He signed us out and Dave picked me up and carried me out to the car.

"how is he?" Jake asked

"I don't know he stopped crying, but hes been silent this whole time" there was a pause "almost like his mind is frozen"

"well ill make him a hot chocolate and a croissant sandwich, maybe he'll feel better" Dave sat us in the backseat and held me. I looked up at Dave. He didnt have his shades on. I reached up and touched his face. His hand held mine against his soft, warm skin.

"you're going to get a migraine"

"it will be so worth it." His eyes teared up some, like he had thought the worst and I gave him the best news in the entire fucking world.

" put your shades on asshole" I smiled and he bit his lip. He pushed his shades from the top of his head onto his face.

"better?" I nodded

"how are you feeling Karkat?"

"still pretty lousy, but I mean that's to be expected" jakes face proved some deep concern.

Eventually we got to the apartment. Dave tried to carry me into the building and through the building but I refused. Arguing that depression goes away with a nice walk. Even though he knew I was lying he still allowed me to walk. We walked through the door and I saw a glimpse of a running Dirk. What the fuck dude?

"BRO! I CALLED YOU AHEAD OF TIME SO YOU WOULD HAVE SOME DAMN CLOTHES ON!"

"im sorry Dave!"

"don't feed me that bullshit!"

"you know nudity is art!"

"only if you wear poison ivy for a dick holder"

"im sorry if I want this fabulous bod in museums forever"

"you know as well as I do that the real money is art that five year olds do"

"abstract art is bullshit"

"I know like fucking yellow square in the middle of a blue canvas. It's a motherfucking tree like how?"

"because fuck you that's how" Dirk walked out of his room and down the hall towards us. "better?" I looked down and wasn't entirely sure it WAS better. He was wearing an orange and white laced panty. Not like men panties. They were WOMEN'S panties. I felt my face grow red. "well it looks like Karkat likes them" I covered my face and he laughed. "im teasing you, dude." I walked to Dave's room and sat on the bed. Dave wasn't too far behind me.

"Jake said that he will be back in with your hot chocolate and sandwich soon. He had to go to the café to get it"

"okay so what do we do now?"

"we wait for that and whatever else he plans on getting you"

"wait what?"

"Jake has a lot of sympathy and has been through a lot he is VERY emotionally connected. So he does everything he can to make people feel better" I looked down at my hands and smiled.

"he really is English" I heard Dave laugh next to me.

"so much so that its his last name"

"really?"

"yup and Englishman with the last name of English. You could almost swear that he was the one who created the brits"

"well hes a gentleman"

"hes gay AND European"

"true" Dave put his arm around me and pulled me close to him. He put a finger under my chin and lifted my face up to look at him. His lips pressed against mine softly. Parting slightly. I put my hands on both sides of his face. He pulled me closer. I slid into his lap forcing him to look up at me. He ran a hand up my leg to my hip. He paused and growled. I bent down and bit his neck. His nails dug into my hip.

"fuck" his other hand roamed up my back and down to my ass. My jeans started getting tighter. The fabric pressed against my growing member. I felt like I needed this, but something was holding me back. Dave slid my shirt off and traced over some of my scars. The older ones. The ones I always had.

"wait"

"what? Am I moving this too fast?"

"yes and no. I want to tell you about these" I traced the scars over my body. Starting with the one on my ribcage. Then the three in a straight line going down my abdomen. And finally the two on each side of my chest.

"I never even noticed them before now" at least he was honest.

"well I'm listening whenever you're ready to talk about it."

"okay cause I'm not ready to talk about it yet" he ran a hand through my hair and smiled up at me.

"I can wait forever if that's what it takes" the door opened and Jake came in with a hot chocolate and a croissant sandwich. He handed them to me and then left the room. I ate my food and drank my hot chocolate without much disturbance from Dave. When I finished I stood to take my trash to the kitchen. Jake came up behind me and handed me a giant box.

"what is this?"

"just a thing" he turned around and walked into Dirk's room. I walked back to Dave's room with the giant box and received a knowing look from Dave. I sat down on the bed and started to open the box. What the fuck was this? I opened one flap and then the other. I looked into the box and suddenly I was ecstatic I jumped up off the bed and ran into Dirk's room. Jake jumped off of him and landed against the wall. I couldn't tell out of respect or fright.

"dude thanks so fucking much how the fuck did you know?"

"your brother told me" I ran back you Dave's room to find a puzzled Dave shuffling through my box of romantic comedies.

"dude what is with you and these?"

"I FUCKING LOVE ROMCOMS"

"well we can watch one later then. Right now im pretty sleepy and in dire need of a cuddle fest with my boyfriend" I laid down next to him and cuddled with him and fell asleep with the warm feeling that was growing inside of me.