[Fucking shades. Karkat should have taken them off sooner, but he'd been distracted by... other shit, whatever, not important. Either way, he's frowning to himself while Dave speaks, watching what little his moirail does reveal before reaching up, carefully tugging the offending eyewear off, and setting it aside. There will come a day when Dave has the presence of mine to remove the shades himself, but until then, Karkat has that shit covered and fuck this loser for making it necessary to begin with.
And... right. That.
He snuggles closer, his arms winding around the idiot again because why not. Shut up.]
Do you think you would feel better? If you both talked about it.
[Because that's the important part, really. The other stuff is still significant, sure, whatever, but for Karkat, Dave's mental and emotional health would always be the top priority.]
"had to"
And... right. That.
He snuggles closer, his arms winding around the idiot again because why not. Shut up.]
Do you think you would feel better? If you both talked about it.
[Because that's the important part, really. The other stuff is still significant, sure, whatever, but for Karkat, Dave's mental and emotional health would always be the top priority.]