I thought, since the last chapter was late, I would post this chapter early, so here you go!
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Every year, on Valentines Day, I always locked myself away in my room. All my friends knew about this bad habit of mine.
My Dad even knew about it.
But that changed the same year when Dave showed up. Because for some reason, I had shown up at school that Valentines Day, with chocolates in hand.
And no they were not for Dave, calm your shit. I was bringing them to...
The person they were going to didn't matter, alright?
The point is that I was actually going to school for once. And I scared the shit out of everyone when I did it.
I remember, I walked into school and Gamzee nearly screamed. He thought he had gotten the day wrong or something.
Dave had gone all out, and gotten EVERYONE little cards. Everyone. He was just kinda...handing them out.
I got six of them. Don't ask me how, I don't remember how, but I got six. They all hang over my desk, along with a bunch of other shit that reminds me of him.
Six cards, six different colors, with six little heart shaped stickers on them. All super cheesy, and super gross.
Dave had a thing for cheesy and ironic things, but Valentines Day was when he went all out.
And I loved every second of it.
To this day I still haven't even opened up one. I just never felt the need to. I just knew that Dave gave them to me, and that's all I ever needed.
You wake up this morning with a smile on your face.
You had a lovely dream.
You dreamed Dave confessed his undying love to you, and then kissed you.
It felt so real you can almost still taste his lips on yours.
Hmmmm...strawberries...
You like strawberries.
Stumbling from your bed and onto the floor, you stand to get ready for the day.
Momentarily forgetting just what day it is, you dress and slide your way down the banister of the stairs, almost running into Slick.
"Watch where you're fucking going, kid." he grumbles, side-stepping you and continuing up the stairs with his coffee and the morning paper.
He stops mid-step and turns back to stare at you.
"What the hell? It's Valentines Day, isn't it?" he asks, confused.
You stare back at him blankly, still partly asleep.
You blink your eyes open and realize, well fuck, that is what day it is, isn't it?
"Huh...guess it is." you mumble, mostly to yourself, and grab your things before heading out the door.
"Fucking weird kid..."
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"GOOD MORNING KUPKAKE." Dave shouts in your ear, the moment he gets close enough.
You grumble a 'morning, asshole' back, having given up on trying to get him to cut it out with the nicknames.
They stopped being cute around a month ago.
Well...they didn't, but he's very creative with them.
"Happy Valentines Day." he sings to you, shoving a red card into your hands.
You stare down at it with sleepy eyes, not fully registering the fact that Dave just handed you a valentine.
You grumble 'whatever' at him and shove the paper into your bag, ignoring the chocolates you bought on the way to school.
You are waiting to give those to a special someone, and you can't wait to see their face when you hand them the heart shaped box.
You smile softly at Dave when you know he isn't looking. He really is just absolutely gorgeous.
...
"Dave, the fuck are you doing?" you question, watching him hand out card after card to anyone that passes by him.
"Giving out Valentines, what does it look like, KayKay." he smiles at you, slipping a pink paper into your hands.
You momentarily forget that he has already given you one, and roll your eyes as you shove the valentine into your bag.
"Whatever. I hope you run out soon." you tell him, eyeing the bag he's pulling them from. It seems never ending.
He smiles at you again, reaching in to pull out another pink paper and putting in your hands.
You open your mouth to tell him he already gave you two, and he shooshes you, papping your head and bounding off towards some other unsuspecting teens.
You are momentarily shocked still from his actions, because only Gamzee does things like that.
Maybe those two aren't as different as they seem to think.
You smile at that thought, because you really want them to get along. After all, they are two of your favorite people.
"What the motherfuck?!" you hear said favorite person yell.
Turning around you find Gamzee staring down at you confused and shaking lightly.
"What day is today? Did I fuck up somehow? I know didn't skip a day...I motherfucking know it!" he starts, and his shaking gets worse.
You stare wide eyed at his actions. What the fuck is wrong with him?
"Gamzee calm down, what's wrong?" you ask, lightly holding his shoulders to stop the shaking.
"Isn't today Valentines Day?" he questions, confusion clouding his eyes.
You nod, unsure what that has anything to do with his freaking out.
"You never come to school on Valentines Day..." he whispers as he takes a hold of your shoulders as well.
Realization hits you like a brick wall.
You never come to school on Valentines Day. What the fuck are you doing? You haven't gone to school on this day since back in Middle School. Why start now? What changed your mind?
"What's going on?" Dave asks, looking from you to Gamzee.
Dave. It was Dave that changed your mind.
"Nothing." you smile at Dave before turning back to Gamzee. "I just decided it was time for a change, I guess..." you explain to your juggalo, hoping he understands.
That seems to calm him down somewhat, and you remove your hands from him. He hesitates before doing the same.
You shrug at Dave when you notice he is still staring at the two of you.
"Weirdos." he mumbles, turning and bounding off again.
Gamzee growls low in his throat, but you wave him off.
Today has started out great, and you are hoping it stays that way.
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You fall asleep in two of your classes, having been tired from staying up late night for a movie marathon.
Your first class to fall asleep in is History. You have never really enjoyed that class to begin with, so whatever.
The teacher, Mr. Dickfuck as you like to call him, wakes you up not ten minutes after your eyes close.
"Karkat, pay attention." he snaps.
You blink up at him with sleepy eyes and barely register that people are laughing. You do not give a shit, and lay your head back down on the hard wood desk to maybe get a little more shut eye.
A rule snaps down on your desk, just inches from your face.
"Karkat Vantas!"
You glare up at the teacher and sit up completely, propping your head up with your hand.
Satisfied, Mr. Dickfuck goes on reviewing the French Revolution, which you had learned about last year.
Your eyes droop shut once more, only to open what feels like seconds later to the sound of a textbook slapping the wood of your desk.
"Do I need to send you to the office, Mr. Vantas?" he asks, glaring down at you.
You glare right back, but shake your head none the less.
People are laughing again, and you still give no shits what they think.
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The second class you fall asleep in is surprisingly P.E.
It was during the exorcises that you nodded off.
Somewhere in between touching your toes, and standing straight again that you fell straight into the floor.
You remained asleep for several moments before one of the students poked you awake again.
"He's really tired, fell asleep like three or four times is Mr. Ditory's class last hour." you hear someone tell the coach. You are already starting to fall asleep again.
"Vantas, can you even walk?" the coach asks, leaning down to poke your face slightly with his pen.
You blink at him, half asleep and unsure what his question was.
"I'll take that as a no." he grumbles as he stands again. "Strider! Take Vantas to the nurse for shut eye." He shouts, and that sentence you hear.
"Right, sure. Make me the pack mule." Dave groans, but you almost think you hear a hint of a smile in his tone.
"Just do it." the coach tells him, and the next thing you know Dave is lifting you from the ground and carrying you out the door.
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"Sweet dreams, Kuttie." Dave whispers when he sets you down in the nurses office.
You almost think you feel him plant a soft kiss to your cheek, but you calk it up as your imagination and roll over to sleep.
You dream of Dave and chocolates for Valentines day.
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The nurse wakes you up in time for you to head to Math, and you grumble a thanks back.
You could use a couple more hours of sleep, but you can make it through the day like this just fine.
The moment you reach your locker, you know something is wrong. John is there, and he is banging his head against the metal repeatedly.
"The fuck is wrong with you?" You ask, pulling him away from the door. He looks down at you with eyes half closed, and you notice a small trail of blood rolling down his face from the center of his forehead.
"You're bleeding." you deadpan, pointing to the place in question. He shrugs and steps out of your way so you can get your things from your shared locker. "Seriously what the hell is wrong with you? You've been so out of it lately."
He shrugs again, and you assume that's all you are getting out of him today.
You grab your math book and close the locker. Before going to class, you make sure John gets to his, just to be certain he doesn't continue damaging any brain cells he might have left.
Then it's off to math.
In the midst of all of that, you failed to notice the purple heart-shaped note taped to your math book, and walk into class.
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"Hey what'd you get on number...what's that?" Dave turns around in his desk to ask you a question, but interrupts himself when he sees the purple note taped to the front of your book.
"I don't fucking know, didn't even notice it was there." you peal the tape off and shove the note into your binder.
"Aren't you going to read it?" Dave asks.
"No. What number did you want to know about?"
"But what if its important?" He continues.
You roll your eyes.
"I don't give a fuck, what number?"
"What if some girl was confessing her love to you through that one note and you didn't even know it?"
You growl slightly.
"No one gives a fuck. I don't date people anyways so what the fuck does it matter." you snap back at him, gathering your things and huffing as you wait for the bell to ring.
This day has gone from fine to shit in less than two hours.
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Lunch is shit. It will always be shit.
You hate lunch.
Well, no that's not true, you do love food. Like a fucking lot, but the lunch hour is not your favorite.
This lunch hour in particular is not your favorite.
Where the fuck are all the teachers, do they just take a fucking vacation every lunch hour or something?
Do they not see the amount of PDA that is currently happening right this moment, or do they just not give a fuck?
"Happy Valentines Day Guys!" Dave shouts happily as he sits down at your table. He passes different valentines to each person sitting there, excluding Gamzee, and you look down at the green one in your hands.
"Aren't you going to open it?" John asks, motioning to the note in your hands.
You shake your head no and stuff the note into your pocket.
You hate lunch.
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During the comotion happening at the end of the from everyone wanting to get all their Valentines to their lovers, you take the chance to sneak to Dave's locker.
Already knowing that he doesn't keep a lock on it, you open it and place the box of chocolates on the top shelf, along with a note taped to the front of it.
Smiling to yourself, you skip, legit skip, to your locker and grab your things.
As you take out your binder, you see another note taped to the front of it, this time orange.
Rolling your eyes, you pull it off and shove it in with the rest.
Maybe you will read them tonight, but probably not.
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Karkat's note to Dave:
"Happy stupid love holiday to the jackass that wears aviators indoors. Saw this and thought you might find it funny or whatever."
The box of chocolates said: "You're so sweet you make me sick, Valentine."
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