Your name is Dave Strider and you're loosing your cool right now. You and your best bro sorta-crush John Egbert are hanging out. John is the most fucking adorable thing ever to exist and you think that it's impossible for guys to be that cute. Just by looking at his shiny blue eyes it just melts you inside. Sadly, the little cutie is not a homo. He sometimes hugs you and cuddles with you during his stupid Nic Cage movies, but that's it. You sometimes wonder if he has feelings for you too.
= Be John
Your name is John Egbert and you are freaking out right now. You and your best bro sorta-crush Dave Strider are hanging out. You are the biggest dork alive, hanging out with the coolest guy alive. Dave fucking Strider, hanging out with a dork like you, how did that all happen in the first place? You sometimes wonder if he has feelings for you too.
= Be Dave again
Right now the two of you are watching the same old movie, Con Air. This shit sucks but you're willing to watch it just to cuddle with John, and play with his soft, raven black hair, and probably just kiss him- fuck Dave control yourself he's not a homo. Your hands lost control and they started playing with John's soft, raven black hair. It's too late to turn back now. You were about to mentally slap yourself until you hear something...was that a purr?
= Be John again
Oh my god Dave is playing with your hair. You couldn't help yourself and let out a purr. Shit you just want to hide your face. "John was that...a purr?" Dave asks looking at you. You can't tell in what way he's asking, in an ironic way or in a real way. You blush "I...ummm" you say nervously. You hear Dave chuckle "That's cute" Did...did he just say you were cute? God he's playing that game again."errrr thanks I guess?" you reply nervously. Dave just chuckles and keeps watching the movie while playing with your hair. Damn it you can't get away with this one. While your thoughts are flowing through your head, Dave leans in and kisses your forehead. You blush deeply and look at him.
= Be Dave yet once again
Fuck he's looking at you like you did something wrong. Maybe you should apologize? Suddenly you feel something on your lips. There were John's lips on yours. Is he...kissing you? For like real? You shrug it off for now and you return to kiss him. The only things you two hear in the background is Con Air and you're hoping the movie never ends.