You sit on a bench, smiling to yourself. You're thinking about your best bro; John Egbert. You've known John for a long time, but never actually met him. At least, not before today. You two had been talking earlier and planned to meet up, finally. Well, actually, you were supposed to meet up with him about an hour ago. But you're not chickening out, you're just… late. Ironically late. Yeah.
You're at a park, a few blocks away from where you're supposed to meet; Nepeta's Shipping Gardens.
'Ping', your phone buzzes in your pocket; probably another message from John. Oh, well. You should probably get going, but you think you're going to stay for just a moment. You pull out your phone and open your Pesterchum.
-ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 17:31 PM-
EB: thirty minutes have passed.
EB: where are you?
EB: are you here yet?
EB: fine.
EB: i'll wait.
-ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 17:57 PM—
-ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 18:09 PM-
EB: you're an hour late.
EB: and the gardens closed.
EB: i'm going home.
EB: bye, Dave.
-ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 18:13 PM—
You sigh and get off of the bench you've been sitting on for the last hour. Another chance to meet John flies out the window. You grab the flowers you were supposed to give to John and throw them on a swing and sit down on the other. You think about John.
"Can I move these flowers?" You nod, staring at the ground. You were going to leave when the person on the other swing talks to you, "Who are the flowers for?"
"A crush." You hear the person sigh. A sad sigh. "What's wrong?" You look at the person. It's a teen boy. He's wearing a light blue jacket and khaki shorts. Oh, shit. It's John! He's looking out in the distance, and before you can say anything, he laughs.
"I was supposed to meet up with my crush earlier today. We're just friends and I was so silly to think that he'd want to meet me in person. I thought that maybe he'd like me as much as I like him. Oh! I'm sorry. I guess it's pretty weird that I'm just telling you random stuff." John shifts awkwardly, kicking at the flowers.
"Nah. It's not. So, do you think he ditched ya?"
John pauses, "Yeah."
You frown, and then get an idea. Smirking, you get your phone from your pocket and open Pesterchum, again.
-turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] at 18:36 -
TG: hey
TG: sorry something came up
TG: maybe we can meet up tomorrow
You send those quick messages and look at John, again. 'Ping','ping', 'ping'. John has his phone and he takes it out of his pocket. He sighs in disgust, or at least what you think is disgust and then you see him typing. Your phone buzzes when he responds to you.
"A text," you say, unlocking your phone.
EB: yeah.
EB: actually, no.
EB: i waited for hours, Dave.
EB: and i'm pretty sure you know how i feel!
TG: I do know how you feel
TG: and
TG: meet me outside of the gardens in five minutes
EB: fine.
-turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering ectoBiologist [EB] at 18:49 –
"I've got to go. It was nice talking to you," John smiles at you and starts to walk away. Then he pauses and turns to face you. "Dave?"
"Hey, Egbert."
"Dave!" John's eyes widen and he takes a step forward, his foot crushing the flowers.
"You're steppin' on your flowers."
"Huh? Oh," he picks up the flowers and stares at them. The smiles, "I love them!" The wilted flowers nod in the wind as if agreeing with the nerd. You walk over to John, leaving the swing swaying.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." John nods enthusiastically, hugging you. You can't help but hug him back, a smirk on your lips.
"Why weren't you at the gardens?"
You shrug and John frowns. "I got- I was ironically late." You stick with the excuse you made up earlier. John pouts, pulling away from you and crossing his arms.
"So you thought it would be ironic to have me waiting all alone for you for an hour?"
"No. I just di-"
"You just what? You. Fucking. left. Me." John's furious, and it's pretty intimidating. You know it was stupid to leave him alone; kids probably picked on him.
"Sorry."
John sighs, "And I told you how I feel."
"Yeah." You take John's hand and pull him closer. "I know you were lying about not being a homosexual. Either that or you're confused on if I'm a dude or a girl." You hear John's laughs muffle as he buries his head in your chest. Then you feel his tears.
"Sorry."
"'Bout what, Egderp?" You lift your friend's head up and look into his sky blue eyes. Gog, you want to kiss him. Do it, Dave. Kiss the nerd.
"Aren't you mad that I like you?"
"Aren't you mad that I like you?"
"What?"
You mentally facepalm, "The flowers." You wait for John's confusion to pass.
"Dave?"
"Yeah?"
"Hug me."
"I am."
"Oh."
"Egbert?"
"Yes?"
"You're really short." You hear the nerd growl lightly. Apparently, people tell him that a lot. John snuggles into your chest, humming a song. A kiss will have to wait.
A/N: Really crappy ending- I know. Join them in the next chapter for their first kiss. Leave me some ideas for another one-shot. It can be an experience that they have together or a shot from an AU, they can even die, and they'll come back in the next chapter / story. Please follow and review.