I know there is a shitton I should be working on right now, but I got this idea for a homestuck drabble and my friend KK (she is legit the Eridan to my Sollux, with Karkat's nickname) insisted I posted this when I showed it to her. Honestly, I find that the "I'm not a homosexual" line is used allot, but not really in the right way, so I kinda stuck it in here with DaveJohn angst feels, and I hope it's okay. Dave is WAY OOC, but I feel like this is how he'd react to something like this, at least.. This is how a semi-normal person would react. I just hope it's okay...
"Dave, Dave!" John yelps and pushes you away, and you grip his shoulders. He's glaring at you as best he can, his eyes watery, his lips quivering. You stare into his eyes, your shades slipping out of place far enough that you can see the shiny blue orbs, and he presses a hand to your chest. "Dave... I said I wasn't... A homosexual..."
The reality suddenly crashes around you and you pull back, pushing him away from you. He falls back in the couch, and so do you, your face turning as red as your eyes. What did you just do to your best bro?! How badly you must have just scarred him, humiliated yourself... He's probably never gonna want to talk to you at this rate. "John, I'm so sorry, I..."
He was never a homosexual. He was never lying.
You feel like you want to cry now, not out of anger at him, but at yourself, and the fear that he'll never want to talk to you again. He distances himself from you, and you know it's because you scared him. You should never have kissed him, never have shown your emotions: You should just have bottled up your emotions like you always did, hid behind your shades and some cool lies, and never told him, physically showed him, how much you felt, how you had a crush on him, how you-
"Dave." His voice, solid and serious, grounding, draws you back to him, and you stare at him with wide eyes, tears running down your cheeks. He reaches over and rubs the tears away with his sleeve tucked over his thumb, whispering, "Don't cry Dave... Please don't cry... I don't hate you, so please..."
He trails off, and you turn towards him, bringing your plaid-covered knees to your chest. You take your shades off and lean on the couch, and he leaves his hand on your cheek. This is something big for you, and you know your friendship is in for the long haul. You only pray to God that it won't be over, not after one stupid kiss.
I tried OTL I hope it's okay? This is the only thing I kinda am gonna ask for reviews on, because I want to know if you guys liked it, or didn't like it, or whatever. FIRST HOMESTUCK FIC OF MINE, GO FIGURE?
Wow damn I feel really insecure about this drabble.