A/N: I do not own Homestuck, nor do I own the characters. On a side-note, I don't like John/Dirk very much, but I just wanted to write a fanfic about them. Let's see how this will turn out.
Your name is John Egbert, you just turned sixteen and you're fucking sweating.
The reason why you are sweating so much is Texas. And the reason why you are in Texas is because of Dave, your boyfriend. And the reason why you're visiting Dave is a simple one. He just wanted to see you so badly, also he said that his brother is fucking pissing him off - like always. It's been like this every day of every week of every month of every year, means that it will continue on and on. But you actually like Dirk, he's not a bad guy, to be honest. You sigh and stare out of the window from Dirk's car who picked you up at the airport. "What's bugging you, Egbert?" He asks, while turning the music off for a bit, then looking at you. You smile, while thinking about an answer. "Oh, nothing! Say, Dirk.. did he change that much?" You frown a bit, then he gives you a prompt reply. "Well, shit. Ya' know, I could talk with you about this, but nontheless.. He really changed that much." Then he smiles at you and your heart pounds in your chest, nearly bursting out.
The feeling didn't change as you both arrive in front of the apartment and right after you got out of the car, you slam the door and walk over to the apartment door, waiting for Dirk to unlock the door. He takes your bags and gives you the key, so you can unlock it for yourself. "Fuck, man, I'm busy dragging your damn bags into this apartment so better move." He steps in, then kicking the door with his foot and puts your bags in the living room. You're already standing in Dave's room, looking around. In the hallway, there were a lot of smuppets, sticking their puppet-arses in the air. God, what if you're doing that as well? But you doubt that Dave and you will have sex sometime soon, because he's always busy and he has a lot on his mind right now. It sucks, to be honest. Oh, speaking of your boyfriend.. Your eyes are catching his light blonde hair, his face is sticking in the pillows and his upper body is completely naked. Also, he's fucking thin as hell.
Dirk follows you in silence, then tapping you on the shoulder. "If you want something to eat, then just call the number on the kitchen table or ask me. I have a lot of stuff in my room, y' know. This stuff is nasty. Also, if you're hearing moans or some weird noises, then it's because my boyfriend is screaming for more." He chuckles and looks at his brother, while you simply nod. "He looks terrible." - "Yeah, hasn't eaten in about 4 weeks. It's fucking sad, you know." The doorbell is ringing and Dirk walks over to answer the door while your eyes are shifting over to your boyfriend. He really looks terrible, to be honest. "John!" A voice calls out and you turn around, facing Jake. "Oh, hey, Jake." You smile at him, hugging him. He hugs you back, then looking at you. "You look terrible, lad! Been a heavy flight, huh?" He cocks an eyebrow and you slightly nod, while smiling. "I'm fine, Jake. Have fun with Dirk and whatever you're doing." - "Oh, hell! If you would know.." Jake chuckles, then walking into Dirk's room who is following him. You have no clue what you should do, so you decide to wake up Dave.
As you enter the room, you realize that it smells. Or rather, it stinks a lot. Ugh, you can't even handle that and as soon you step in, Dave turns around in the bed, then getting up a bit. "John? Please, to fucking god, tell me that I'm not dreaming." You laugh a bit, then sitting down next to him, taking his hand. "You're not dreaming, Dave. And if you were actually dreaming then your eyes would be closed, right?" - "Dude, you have a point." Dave smirks, then getting closer to you just to peck your lips lightly. You smile at him, while you're hearing moans from the room opposite Dave's room. "Whoa. What was that?" You laugh, while entangling your finger with his fingers. "Hell, John. You have no fucking clue, huh? They're lovers and they bang. That's normal." Standing up, he let go of your hand then torkling into the bathroom. You shiver and decide to follow him, kicking one of the smuppets aside. "Dave, did you drink again?" - "Dude, no. I'm still 15. This shit would be illegal if they would give me something to drink." He splashes cold water on his face, then he shuffles over to his room again and gets dressed. "John, I have to work, okay? I'll talk to you when I return. Or.. doing other things to you." He chuckles, then kicking a few of those puppets out of the way and puts his shoes on. "Okay." You smile, then raising your hand and wave at him while he does the same. Then the door closes and you're alone - well.. not really, if you wouldn't hear the moans again. Argh, fuck it. Fuck your life and fuck everything.
After you drop your bags next to his bed, you return into the living room and drop down on the couch and grab the remote. Maybe there's a nice Nic-Gage-movie somewhere in this shitty television but you hope it. Or else you have to watch another dumb movie again which you don't like at all. Zapping through a few programs, you sigh instantly and stop at a romantic movie. Well, better than nothing, right? In the middle of the movie, you're hearing that Jake leaves and you shout a 'good bye'. He replies the same, then giving Dirk one last kiss and walks out of the apartment. Dirk is walking to the couch, dropping down on it as well. "What for a sick shit are you watching?" He cocks an eyebrow, while putting his feet on the coffee table, kicking a smuppet down. "I don't know, 50 first dates? I'm not into some sort of shit." You reply that instant and turn the volume up, then down again until it reaches 0. "Romantic movies are as sick as Jake's cofession, you know." He chuckles lightly and that defintely caught your attention. "Oh, you think so?" You turn around to face him and after a while he does the same. "Well, yeah. We're not really together but he thinks that I'm his boyfriend just because we're making out. This shit is really dumb." - "I feel the same, actually." The words are just flowing out of your mouth and without even thinking about it you realize that you never wanted to say that. "I mean.. well.." - "I get what you mean." Dirk interrupts you, then looking at you. "You guys haven't done it yet?" You shake your head and he takes a deep breath.
"So, you're still a virgin, huh.." Dirk speaks up again, then looking to the television. "Yeah." You shrug, looking at him. You wonder why he's saying that, all of a sudden. Also, does he even know when Dave will return? It has been one hour and you already miss him. "John. I have to tell you something." He snatches the remote out of your hands and turns the television off. It is still a bit bright, so you can clearly see his face. "Yeah? Do tell." You frown a bit, wondering if it's something bad and as Dirk tells you the whole story, your heart sinks into your trousers. Or rather, it is breaking in a lot of pieces. Dave cheated on you. You actually believe him, of course, but you want to hear it from Dave instead.
"This is.. wow. Dunno what to say, man. Really." You sigh, then looking out of the window and as Dirk pulls you into a hug, you calm down for a bit. His hug is just so warm, yet so soft.. and he smells good, really good actually. On top of that, his chest is exposed and his lips are somewhere into your hair. You instantly know what's going on and he knows it too. "Hey, Dirk?" You break the hug for a bit, just to look up at him and you can see his handsome face, his eyes, his chin, his cheeks, everything. Dirk Strider is a handsome man, you're not even going to deny it. "Yeah?" He looks at you, tilting his head while he cups your cheek slightly. "Kiss me." You stare into his eyes, blushing slightly. And as he pulls you closer and kisses you softly on the lips, your heart is just going to burst out soon.
A/N: Tell me guys! Do you want a second chapter? I'm pretty sure this story isn't finished yet, so... Tell me what you think :3