Like real people (davekat)

So kitten....

TRIGGER WARNING: if you can't handle self harm or the mention of self harm completely skip this chapter. You've been warned.

Be the troll with nubby horns

You are now karkat vantas

What the fuck was that?! Why did that douche come save me like he's some sort of knight in shining armor? Whatever. You walk over to the other bathrooms avoiding anyone and everyone you possibly could. Once you're in the bathroom you lock yourself in a stall and look at your injuries, you lift up your sweater and notice a couple bruises starting to form, along with some old scars.

Some of your new cuts on your stomach have reopened. "Fuck..." you whisper to yourself. You take someone toilet paper and gently dab your reopened wounds, you wince at the sting. Something you're quite use to by now. You sigh as you gently pull your sweater down and toss the bloody toilet paper in the toilet and flush. You sigh once more and slide down the wall and sit on the floor with your knees hugging tightly against your chest.

"Oh please don't start crying. Not now. Not here. Please...." you whisper to yourself beginning to feel the pressure of tears behind your eyes. Fuck. I'm such an idiot. You start to feel tears run down your cheeks and drip off your chin. You quickly wipe them away with your sleeves.

"Karkat?" You jump hearing a familiar voice. Dave. Fuck not him. Anyone but him. "y-yeah" you manage to squeak out with a sniffle. "Oh thank gog I found you! Are you alright? Did that fish dick hurt you?" Dave's string of questions went in one year and out the other. You weren't paying attention till there was a knock on the stall door. "Bro? Are you okay?" Dave asked. "Y-yeah I'm fine, fuckass. Just l-leave me alone" you quickly say standing up placing your hand on the door as if Dave could open it.

"Karkat. Come out now. Please." Dave said in a serious tone. "No go away Dave" you said just above a whisper. In all honesty you kind of didn't want him to leave. It's nice to have someone care about you, even if you don't actually know them. "Karkat please. I will go under the door, if I have to I swear." Dave said placing his hand on the other side of the door. "Fine." You finally gave up because you were too tired and in pain to keep fighting. You unlock the door and open it to see a very worried looking Dave Strider. "Are you alright?" He asks once more. "I said I'm fine" you snap looking away to avoid his gaze, even behind sunglasses you could still feel his eyes on you.

Why does that stupid douche wear glasses all the time? What the fuck is wrong with him. You look back at him and growl at him. "What are you staring at?" You snap, crossing your arms. "You have blood on your hands. What happened? Where are you bleeding? Did that douche Ampora do that?" He asked so many questions so quickly that you couldn't process them quick enough before he grabs your hand and lifts up your sweater. With a gasp you slap his hand away. "FUCK OFF! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU STRIDER!" You yell stepping back. "Karkat. What'd you do..." Dave said barely above a whisper, "why?..." he asked. Stepping closer, he grabs your hand and pulls you into a hug.

This surprised you and you tense up. You start to feel tears build up against your eyes again. Stop. Don't be so pathetic and weak. Don't cry in front of the cool kid. God I fucking hate you. With your negative thoughts flooding your mind, you don't notice you're crying again. Dave pulls you closer into the hug and starts rubbing your back, reassuring you everything's okay and that he wouldn't tell anyone what he saw if you didn't want him too.

Without thinking you hug him back clinging to his chest. He's so much taller than you, you find it a little comforting. You stop crying and pull away wiping your tears away. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to completely break down in front of you." You nervously say rubbing your arm.

"Hey, it's fine. A good cry never hurts anyone." He said smiling. His smiles really cute wow. Wait. Did I really just think that. What the fuck Karkat stop. You don't even know him. Your ears lower and your face begins to flush a shade of pink. You look away trying to keep him from seeing, but your attempt of hiding your rosy pink cheeks fail. "Blushing are we?" Dave said with a smirk.

"W-what! No what are you talking about!" You say turning around to pick up your bag. Dave takes this as an opportunity to hug you from behind and scaring the shit out of you. "That the hell strider!" You say trying to wiggle from his grip but fail. "I can't give my bro a hug?" Dave sarcastically asked, obviously finding enjoyment in this. "One, I'm not your 'bro' and two no get your dirty paws off me, Dave!" You growl. "Woah woah kitkat calm down" Dave said letting go and putting his hands up in defense.

You turn facing him and glared at him as if to say 'do it again and I'll kill you'. He smirked and walked closer leaning towards you. Your faces were barely and inch apart and you felt your face to burn up again. He smirks again and backs away "so kitten, wanna come over after school and play some videos games or watch a movie?" He asks. Suddenly the bell rings and it's time to get to class. "I- uh I'll get back to with an answer" you said quickly running out of the bathroom. You walked quickly down the hall and out of the lunch room. You made it to class just in time.