Hehe... I already had most of this typed out but was having problems with ff and my phone and distractions so it's late. If there are still any followers, enjoy.
-Still John's POV-
"Where did you get that?" I asked, frowning heavily.
"I found it. It fell from someone's backpack."
"You should get rid of it before a teacher finds you with it. This is a drug free zone." Dave stated. I giggled and he rolled his eyes. The first time Karkat had read the 'DRUG FREE ZONE' sign his mind had switched the words he had read it 'FREE DRUG ZONE', causing him to flip out and panic so every time it comes up now I can't help but giggle. "You'll get in trouble if you get caught with it. You could be expelled."
"But it's not mine!"
"Karkat it doesn't matter, if you get caught with it at all then you can get in trouble," I moved to Karkat's side and put an arm around him, "because you're now uh, what's the word I'm looking for? Associated with it."
-normal POV-
Karkat elbowed John in the side to push him off of him and threw the needle in the trashcan. "There. Happy? Now get off my ass about it."
-5:56pm-
EB: hey karkat!
CG: WHAT, YOU IDIOTIC VACUOUS DOUCHPRESS?
EB: truth or dare?
CG: NOT RIGHT NOW JOHN.
EB: how are you and gamzee doing on your assignment?
CG: HAVEN'T HEARD FROM HIM SINCE LUNCH.
CG: NOW LEAVE ME ALONE.
Karkat sighed as he turned back to his homework. He had already wrote his list of play ideas and was wondering if he should add more when his pesterchum plinked. He turned to the screen.
termanallyCapricornus began pestering carnioGenisis at 18.00
TC: HeY mOtHeRfUcKeR.
TC: wHaT tHe MoThErFuCk Is AlL uP aNd BeInG uP?
CG: HEY DUMBFUCK.
CG: JUST DOING HOMEWORK HOPING THE LOONYBLOCK HEINOUS PUSTULE I'M STUCK WITH FOR AN ENGLISH PARTNER DOSE HIS PART.
CG: WHAT ABOUT YOU?
TC: JuSt GoT oUt Of ThE hOsPiTaL.
CG: WHAT? ARE YOU OKAY?
TC: My FrIeNd HaD a DiAbEtIc SeIzUrE bEcAuSe I lOsT hIs InSuLiN nEeDlE.
CG: IS HE OKAY?
TC: yEaH. nOw.
CG: WHY DID YOU HAVE IT?
TC: It WaS i.C.e.
CG: OH. SORRY.
TC: It'S nOt AlL uP aNd BeInG yOuR fAuLt.
CG: SO OTHER THAN THAT, HOW WAS YOUR DAY?
TC: OdD. a KiD cAmE uP aNd StArTeD bEiNg FrIeNdLy.
CG: OKAY, KNOW YOU HAVE PROBLEMS MAKING FRIENDS BUT I FAIL TO SEE THE ODD PART.
TC: He'S tHe GrUmPiEsT gUy At ScHoOl. He NeVeR tAlKs To Me. AnD hE's ThE gUy I'vE bEeN aLl Up AnD gEtTiNg My TaLk On AbOuT.
CG: OH. YOUR CRUSH.
TC: DoN't SaY iT lIkE tHaT.
TC: GoDdA gO mAn. DaD's HoMe.
Karkat frowned as he looked at his screen. TC was another annon, introduced to him by TA. They'd been talking for awhile and Karkat had learned some disturbing things. The boy was autistic and tormented by his peers and at home his Nazi father beat him. His older brother had moved out as soon as he could but was unable to bring him with him. Despite the amount of money his father had, TC wasn't aloud anything unless he bought and paid for it himself.
He sighed and decided to call it a night.
-Dave's POV-
"Dave!"
I turned when I heard John's voice and raided an eyebrow. He was running at me like he had the other day and jumped into my arms. I held held him as he bent low and nuzzled into my neck, legs locking around my waist and arms between us. "Sup?"
"I want another kiss." He all but whispered, kissing my neck.
"I told you not to bring it up."
"I'm not talking about that one. It's old and dirty being done on a dare. I want a new one. A pure one." He pulled back to look me in the eyes, removing my shades so the eyes that met him were fire red and not darkened ice blue.
I could feel my heart racing faster than a cheetah, leaving the cheetah in it's dust, as he spoke. "Alright." I moved to kiss him only to have him jump off me.
"Ew! I was just kidding Dave! I'm not a homosexual. I can't believe you were going to kiss me fag. Something's wrong with you, sicko. You're sick." He looked at me in utter disgust before breaking my shades and running away.
I tried to follow him but the fog had rolled in and I quickly became lost. His voice echoed in the sliver mist around me. Insulting me. Telling me I was sick and something was wrong with my head. I couldn't tell if I was running or standing still but it didn't matter. All that mattered was John's voice getting louder and quieter. Then louder again. Then there was a giant silver door towering over me and I could hear John on the other side. The door opened and I ran in to escape the fog.
John was sitting casually on a cross shaped table with straps. I could see shadows of arms and legs under the straps and frowned.
"What's going on?"
"You're sick Dave. Come lay down. You'll get better." He stood up and I lay on the table. I had to lay out like a cross because it was too uncomfortable otherwise.
"There might be an earthquake Dave. I'm going to make sure you're okay." He strapped in my legs, arms, and head. I didn't like this. "I'm going to make you better Dave. Here, this gel on your temples should help make you better. I can't be friends with someone who's so sick." He put some sort of salve on my head as he spoke.
"But I'm not sick John."
"You're a fag Dave. That's sick. Disgusting. I'm going to make you better." He put this thing that looked like headphones on my head, the part that should go on my ears going on my temples. He put something hard in my mouth to bite. "Going to fix the fag."
I wanted to tell him no. I wasn't sick. I wasn't broken. I wasn't disgusting. I wanted to scream and yell at him for his words and what he was saying to me. I wanted to tell him I loved him but the electricity from the machine woke me up with a gasping scream.
"Dave are you okay?" John asked looking at me in concern. At the front of the class Ms. Paint was giving me the same look.
I looked around at all the faces and nodded slowly. Ms. Paint was standing in front of a picture of the machine in my dream. A device that used to be used in mental asylums. EST. Electro Shock Therapy. I shuddered.
"You're awfully pale dear. John why don't you take him to wash up."
John nodded and took my hand. "Come on Dave. You okay? You got it. Man you're sweatier than Zahhak after gym." He pulled me to the bathroom. "Must of been some intense dream. You alright?"
I nodded as he sat me down on a toilet, making sure the seat was down. He wet a paper towel and started to pat at my face.
"What were you dreaming about?" His voice was low, soft, and full of concern. His breath danced on my face, warming my lips and giving me goose bumps. I shuddered and he frowned. "Dave?"
I didn't answer, choosing instead to cup his cheek gently. We both leaned in slowly, hesitantly , giving the other a chance to pull back until it was clear neither one was going to. I saw his eyes slip closed just before mine did and half a heartbeat later his lips were against mine. Chapped and full and warm and rough against my own thin cold ones, just as I remembered. Just as I dreamed. I rubbed circles on his cheek with my thumb and he crawled into my lap, leaning into the touch. I found it hard to breath and inhaled through my nose, instantly regretting it as a horrible sent filled the air and a toilet flushed in the stall next to us. We both pulled back gagging as Karkat walked out of the stall and washed his hands. He blushed as he saw us in the mirror and did the smart thing to do.
He ran.
Guest/RinNeko636: Well there was no confessions of feelings and it wasn't a make out but I put in a kiss just for you. ((-fully serious-))
jerk girls kiss: awww I luvs you to! €= and I love to show my appreciation.