Literature
Ch 5 Love Is The Only Thing We Have Left [GamTav]
You could never describe the pain you felt when Karkat scrubbed your wound with alcohol.
He had made you sit on the toilet’s seat as he worked, a concentrated frown on his face, his small, expert hands working over it and squeezing the area to check for pus. You tried your best to keep quiet and still, but God was it hard, and God did you wish you could just die on the spot.
He had helped you into the kitchen after that, and forced you to eat a little after your reply to the question “When did you eat last?” had been a painful, careless shrug. You didn’t feel hungry, but you knew better than to refuse the food. You t