To Soothe a Broken Heart (Karkat x Reader)

   That's all it took to send you into a world of bitter hate and lovesickness. A sickness that one cannot simple get over. That is, without the right kind of medicine. He hated it. He didn't mean to do this to himself, to you. He loved you, but he could never bring himself to say it. He was heartbroken. A disease one cannot simply heal. That is, without the right kind of medicine. To soothe a broken heart is an art, not a deed. Though, it is a true masterpiece if done correctly. Karkat slammed his hands on the table where the same picture frame lay, tears streaming down his face. He exited his house, slamming his door behind him as he ran to yours. Luckily, it wasn't too far away. He knocked on your door, though you had been crying to. You quickly wiped your eyes and went to open it, Karkat lunging at you and hugging you as soon as the door was opened. You regained balance and took a few seconds to realize what had happened. Finally, realizing so, you wrapped your own arms around him and you two cried together. The same cries that marked when the biggest mistakes were made. It was a special time, and hopefully not wasted time. For, to soothe a broken heart is an art, not a deed. And said masterpiece has been painted before us now.