> BLUEKAT: 8E THE CRIPPLE

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Characters: Karkat Vantas (AU) and YOU.
Setting: Infirmary
Format: I'm gonna go brackets, because I'm lazy.
Summary: Karkat's still healing from Vriska's attack, and now he's feeling even more paranoid than usual.
Warnings: Karkat's paranoia is also pretty crippling, give him a minute to calm down

[Being in the infirmary for a week has really done a number on Karkat's psyche. Truthfully, sitting still for this long is really starting to get old, but considering the hospital staff won't talk to him, he's unbelievably afraid of getting up and walking around. So he simply stays, staring like a zombie at the ceiling, pupils slightly shrunken into their sockets.

He has to get out of here. What if Vriska snaps again? Or worse, what if Terezi snaps? WHAT IF THE WHOLE TOWER WANTS HIM DEAD, WHY THE FUCK IS HE STILL HERE.......

Pull it together, Karkat, you're being a nooksucking idiot. Keep calm and lay still.]

Comments

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

Then I am not going to let go!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Who are you kidding? You obviously just can't get enough of me.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She laughs, tightening her grip on his hair.]

Yes, that is obviously it. You have seen right through me!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Now his paranoia is rising with his discomfort. WHAT IF SHE TRIES TO RIP IT OUT??? He's leaning into her hand to try and lessen the pressure, struggling to keep the whine out of his voice.]

Ok ok ok, not funny, just let go.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She fiiinally lets go, grinning all the while.]

You are such a baby.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Promptly leaning away and holding his hands over his hair nervously.]

Shut up.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She giggles, reaching for one of his hands, but not grabbing it.]

Make me.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Promptly backhanding said hand, eyes widening in terror.]

--I need a minute. Can you come back tomorrow or something?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Blinking...]

What? Why? What's wrong?

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

I need to. Be alone. For a bit.

[He immediately feels bad after he says it, but the feeling won't go away.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She sits up, tilting her head.]

Are you sure?

[It's ten times easier to ignore her hallucinations when she's bugging someone.]

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I'm exhausted.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[She paps him on the cheek and stands up.]

Sleep tight!

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[Closing one eye.]

Thanks.

[Watching her leave. Guilty. Quietly wondering if her departure is going to make the paranoia better or worse.

Yeah, he's gonna try and sleep it off. This is stupid.]