Turn off the lights (a johnxdave fic)
written for my morail nikki and myother best bro mushu's bday
"drive fast i can almost taste it now LA i dont even have to fake it now " american blasted out of the stario system of his bright red thunderbird as he sped down the street. he skided into the school parking lot and curved into a parking space. as he got out of the car he swung his back pack over his sholder and sauntered into the building. stoicly he breezed through the hall way trying to get past the swarm of despret cheer leaders and sweaty anoyed jocks. he strolled down the hall , adjusting his shades and poping in ear buds. he fliped his pale blond hair out of his face and untucked his black button down, slowly undoing the top two buttons. he slowly walked into his first period class and wiped out a red beaten note book. slowly he wrote the begining of his own rap down.
one push thats all it takes,
to spark the anger,
to ignite the hate
he continued writeing as the rest of the class filed into the room. one of his friends came and sat next to him, giving him a nod. he noded back and fist bumped the shorter ball of hate. suddenly he felt his phone vibrate in his back poket. he pulled it out and opened pesterchum.
-ectoBiolagist has pestered you-
EB: hey dave!
TG: hey egderp whats up
EB: :B my name is john, not egderp you ass. but im doing good... dad wont stop makeing cake! its disgusting.
TG: only you could get mad about to much cake
TG: i know like half the kids in this country would kill for that
TG: hell i would kill for that
TG: go all ninja on this bitch and kill you for the cake
TG: then make like a bandit to mexico
TG: hide out in a hotel and horde my cake like a drug lord
EB: oh my god dave! shut up your rediculous!
TG: sorry man
TG: hey, why are you up so early
TG: its like 5 there
EB: oh i just wanted to say hi befor your class started.
EB: now get to work! your going to get in trouble.
TG: yes sir
TG: bye derp
EB: oh fuck you and your shit! bye david elizabeth
TG: haha fair enough. see ya john, skype ya tonight
turntechGodhead has ceased pestering ectoBiolagist
he slipped his phone into his poket and took out his ear buds. he sighed and put his head down.
"Damn fuckass when are you going to pour out the gooy melted contens of your blood pumping contraption to that blue eyed loser? your starting to look more pathetic then your usual grozling wimpy ass self usualy does." the patronizing short ginger he called his friend wisperd.
"damn karkat, arent you a helpfull little basterd. im telling john bout half past never and not fucking happening. im standing on the corner of cant speak and lets ruin this. basicly every time i try i start drowning in this verbal puddle of fucking pathetic bull shitting nonsense. i even tried to type it and ended up key bord mashing mess of mother fucking " karkat smaked him.
"dude. calm the fuck down ok. i think you just need to"
"MISTER VANTAS PLEASE BE QUIET IT IS TIME FOR CLASS" mister grand highblood yelled. the six foot eight teacher was a terifieing thing to behold. he had dark skin ad eyes so dark they looked like the iris was missing. his long black hair was slicked back and he was dressed in a deep purple dress shirt and black suit. he bore a white tie. karkat backed down seeming to be trying to become one with the chair. the tall man went on calling roll. then when he was done he began writing complex equations on the board. this was going to be a long day.
several hours of highschool later
dave sat at his computer desk debateing when he should video chat john. he had homework but john was more important. he clicked the call button befor he could change his mind. as he waited for the camera to load he fixed his hair and shades for the 58th time that day. an excited pale brown haird boy apeared on the screen. johns blue eyes sparkled and he grinned. dave could feel his heart warming a little after a day in the freezer of highschool. god he had missed this dork.
"hey dave! im so excited to see you this summer, how long do you think youll be staying and do you like swimming cause theres a pool by my house and we could go or theres a theater down the street if yu wana see any movies also we could play video games and"
"whooa there egderp, calm down. im going to be ther in three days. calm down. kay? i will be happy to go swimming once i get there."
"i am not a derp for the 50 gagilionth time dave! oh and i cant wait for you to watch conair with me! i cant wait to see you! what time should i pick you up at the air port? "
"uhg con air really? okaaaay fine. uhm 10ish? ill text you when i enter the terminal."
"yes con air! and okay. im totaly going to tackle you when i see you."
"haha okay, im holding you to that. "
"oh crap dads calling me. bye dave ! talk to you tommarow. try to get some sleep though"
"no promises. bye bro"
he ended the call and slumped into his chair. "i love you john" he wispered softly.
he spent all night messing around on the computer instead of sleeping then finaly passed out around 5 am. he awoke to the sound of a door slamming. shit. bro was home and by the sound of it, drunk. dave slowly slipped down the hall and saw his brother stummbling into the living room. dave walked over and helped bro steady himself. blood ran down bros face and he had a large gash in his sholder.
"anouther fight ?"
bro grunted a yes in response. dave sighed and dressed the wounds. he hugged bro then left and changed. he swung his back pack over his shoulder and left for school.
~two days later on an air plane landing in washington.~
D- "just landed. heading to terminal"
J-"sweet! see you soon!"
dave put away his phone and walked into the terminal. he grabbed his bags off the convayor belt and looked around. he spoted a blur of john looking mass speeding towards him. in a fraction of a second he dropped his bags andwraped his arms around johns waist effectivly blocking the tackle and held him close. dave broke his poker face and grined at john for about three seconds befor putting his facade back on. john frowned.
"daaaaaave how come i cant tackle yoooooouuuuuu?" john wined looking up at him.
dave felt his face betray him and started to smile but quickly turned it to a smirk.
"haha fine try again." he replied setting the boy on his feet. john grinned and walked back about ten steps then charged at dave. dave caught john but let himself fall bckwards untill his sholders were only an inch from the ground. he held john there then flopped and let the smaller boy adjust. johns face was centimeters away and daves lips ached to close the distance.