Karkats POV
A small smile etched across my face as I looked up happily at my boyfriend of five months, John Egbert. His ocean blue eyes met my dark brown, almost red actually, hues. A light blush tinted my cheeks as he whispered into my ear:
"Happy five month, Karkat."
"Happy five month, fuck ass."
He giggled, placing the cancer symboled chain necklace in my deathly pale hand. I clasped it tightly, blowing hair out of my face. His lanky fingers laced with mine as we walked into the place I dreaded most.... School. The smile instantly dropped from my face and was replaced with my usual stern glare. Without knowing, I emitted a soft sigh as John's 'best bro' walked up. Fucking Dave Strider. Ugh.
"Sup Egderp, Kitkat."
"Hi Dave!"
"That's not my fucking name and I swear to God, I will not tell you that again."
Gritting my teeth I dropped John's hand and headed to my locker. Which, of course, was directly beside the god of assholes himself.
You see a flash of blonde and speak of the devil-
"So my little karkitten~"
He purred, "I take it you haven't told Derp yet?"
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Hello!! I just had a small idea and wanted to put it into action shoooo, here we are! I hope you enjoy:3
~Haven/Jake
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Teen FictionFrom the person who brought you the fabulous Davekat one shot.... Is an actual story! Ahhhhh! This is gonna go up and down from happy to sad to... Scary, maybe. So read at your own risk. I'll tell you now. It is sort of JohnKat. Sort of. With that i...
