Dave watched the girl from afar. He was sat tight at his desk, notebook out in front of him. Instead of taking notes, Dave was doodling pictures of swords, Sweet Jeff and Hella Bro, and said girl all over the page. Now Dave wasnt Picasso either. He has improved greatly since he started his web comic. Flipping the page, the teen started a new picture of a certain hair color aspect) girl.
Dave has his attention turned to his notebook as John rambled on about whatever. John asked in an upset tone. Dave glanced up.
Dave started to sketch again. John sighed and pouted a little before turning to Karkat.
s up with Dave?John, you are officially the most ignorant person at this table. You have successfully outlived Gamzees FUCKING IN you have no sense whatsoever, take notice of his fucking notebook. Who is he drawing? Fucking (last name). (First Name) (Last Name). Get real, , thanks Karkat! I never knew!s hand making contact with his face was not exaggerated one bit.
John curiously watched Dave color the nearly-finished project. A (hair color) pencil for her beautiful hair, an (eye color) one for her dazzling eyes, one (skin color) for her smooth skin. Sweet Bro and Hella George John chuckled.
Dave mumbled something before setting down the (eyes color) colored pencil and brushing the paper off. he grumbled before smacking the book down on the table.
Dave nodded after John asked if he was okay. ll be right back.Hey, Karkat?What?Where is Dave going?Sometimes I question the reason of your entire existence, , (y/n)!Oh, Dave, are you . . . alright?s arm. The teen nodded before handing her a picture.
(Y/n) gasped at said object as she took it from his hand. s-!Terrible, I know-!Beautiful! Dave I didn
t know that you acknowledged me.Why would you think that, Dave? Of course I acknowledge you! Nobody can miss a boy as perfect as ?Dave Strider, I have the biggest crush on you. I know Ire Dave Strider! I past about three semesters ago.s petite figure and placing a hand on her flushed cheek. He grinned before leaning down and capturing her glossy lips with his own in a gently kiss.
(Y/n) did not hesitate to kiss him eagerly back. Dave molded his lips against her smoothly against her own as he pulled her body closer to his in the lonely hallway.
Dave pulled back, licking his lips and savoring her flavor.
He smiled and leaned down again, lip-locking the small teenager. He lightly ran his tongue over her lips, not wanting to rush (y/n) into anything she didns.
(Y/n) reluculently pulled back with a smile. she giggled.
Dave chuckled.
she licked her lips with a grin.
s fucking delicious.s.