By the end of the day, Karkat's hand were cold and clammy, and he dreaded having Dave come over. He didn't want a friend. Karkat had learned long ago that friends don't want to kiss your scars, they don't want to help. Friends are for conscience to appear less lonely, he wouldn't fall for that trap.
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DaveKat, Am I Really Falling?
FanfictionThis is a DaveKat story. Dave is an enigma that gets more mysterious by the minute, and Karkat doesn't know the meaning of life. They will soon learn every creavice of each other's mind, ending in a blossoming relationship. Content warnings, trigger...
