"Fuck this.." Strider was already irritated as it was he didn't need another problem on top of it. Dave moved his hand to the edge of the planes seat to grab some napkins to clean up the freshly spilled coke on his lap. A fight attendant came by offering assistance, Dave just shoo'd her away like usual. She had already pestered him about wearing his glasses on the plane but he stated that she could 'fuck herself and carry on with bigger issues'. The intercom went off and the pilot sounded.
Intercom: "We will be landing shortly please put your trays and seats in a upright position and thank you for choosing Southwest Airlines."
Dave cursed again under his breath and shook his head. Once the plan landed he placed his head phones around his neck and zipped up his red jacket. He was blasting one of Snoop Dogs new tracks as he grabbed his carry on and threw it over his shoulder.
Egbert sat waiting near the entrance for his friend who promised to visit him this year for vacation. He looked at his phone waiting for a text. He couldn't wait to see his good friend. He looked up at the flight schedule adjusting his glasses realizing Dave's plain already landed five minutes ago.
"Oh shoot!"
He ran to looking frantically around the unloading area to see if he missed him.
Dave walked threw the terminal and out the gate door. He scanned the area a moment before spotting his gaze on a dorky dark haired, buck toothed boy in the crowed. Dave had never actually seen the boy face to face yet and honestly he was expecting a whole lot more.
"John Egdork?"
Dave arched a brow over his glasses and stood in from of the raven haired boy. He stood a few inched taller then Egbert as he tilted his head down a bit to look at him. Dave's face was a straight relaxed his lips made a line as his left hand held onto the strap of his backpack.
John looked up at the blond boy standing in front of him. He was a bit taller than he expected. He smiled wide showing off hid bucked teeth even more.
"Dave!"
He looked him over noting the sunglasses indoors. He looked down then back up and laughed.
"For someone that calls himself a cool kid you aren't really what i expected."
"excuse me?"
Dave furrowed his brows his lips never really changing at all but to give a small hint of confusion. He seriously could not believe that John had just said this.
"Well fine Ill just hop the next plane back to Dallas. No big deal."
Dave shrugged as he turned to head towards the unloading area.
John grabbed his arm giggling.
"Sorry i just never thought a cool kid would pee his pants."
he busted up laughing again pulling Dave back.
Dave sighed.
"Its coke damn kid ran threw the isle and bumped my arm."
Dave would have been embarrassed if he did really actually care. Dave glanced at John for a moment as he grabbed his arm and stumbled a bit back towards the raven haired boy.
"well your gonna have to show me around, I don't know where is hell I am going."
The music changed in Dave's head phones to a different rap artist that was unfamiliar to anyone but himself. Dave placed his free hand into the pocket of his jeans and waited for John to lead. The Strider would watch the boy as he lead him to the baggage pick up studding him, the way he walked. His choice in.. fashion if that's what you would call it. Once getting there they would wait for Dave's things.
"Its fucking cold out here."
Dave had never been to Washington ever in his life nor did he really ever experience a winter due to Dallas's ext ream heat all year round. Also striking a conversation was not really a big thing for Dave, at least when face to face with someone.
he laughed at Dave's explanation. then attempted to make himself sound like an old man.
"Dang kids these days."
he lead the blond to baggage pick up. he heard Dave's complaint an felt a little surprised. He thought the weather was pretty nice.
"Really? Its not that cold."
he looks out to a skylight seeing some gray clouds. His right hand moved to trace the pattern of his blue hoodie.
"Hmm... Maybe i'm used to it. Is Texas really that hot?"
He looks back to Dave with curious eyes. he never traveled any where and it only got so hot in Washington.
"hmph. maybe next time you can come spend Christmas with me out there. You will find out."
Dave's head turned to John for a moment his eyes looking at him behind the glasses before he turned his attention back to the baggage return. A few bags passed before he grabbed a skateboard and turned to John.
"cool lets get out of here."
Secretly Dave was terrified of planes but no one knew it sometimes he forgot himself.
"Sweet! I get to hang with a cool kid at his place for Christmas! I'm sure dad wont mind if its a friend."
John watched as Dave reached for the skateboard. He didnt want to go home but he also knew Dave needed to situate himself.
"Lets go!"
John never liked to stay at his house do to the smell of baked goods. And was willing to go just about anywhere that didnt have to do with Betty Crocker. Texas was just a good a place as any. He lead the tall blond to a taxi before hoping in first. His big derpy smile never left his face.
Once they reached Johns place Dave paid the cab for them a small smile on Dave's face when he looked over at John and got out. He inspected the house a simple one at that. Holding his stuff and looked over at John.
"Nice.. place."
"Thanks Dave."
John smiled back at him leading him inside. He cringed at the smell of cakes being made and cupcakes cooling. He grabbed Dave's hand and quickly lead him upstairs to his room closing the door behind them.
"Ugh! Okay so dad is in the kitchen right now. Can I give you the grand tour later when he's at work?"
John asked with pleading eyes. He didn't want to smell all the sweets being made when he would show the other around.
Dave set his stuff down next to John's bed and sat down and shrugged.
"that's cool"
Dave took in a deep breath and he couldn't understand why he didn't like the smell. Bro never really cooked at all so the sent was inviting. Dave adjusted his glasses and looked around John's room.
Egbert went over to his window and opened it breathing in the cool air.
"Hey Dave what time is it?"
He looked outside studying something. His smile came back to his face.
Dave pulled out his phone and looked at it.
"3pm."
He turned his head to look at him and he had to admit that that dorky smile was cute. Cute in a ironic way though because Dave didn't flow that way. He didn't think about men in the way he should for girls. Or did he. Dave shook his head.
"what you waiting for, some hot date?"
