AD: hehe so looks like i found some inspiration for a new fanfic! and of course it's dave/john~~
and of COURSE i'd be inspired to write a fanfic at like 3:30 in the morning :'DD, but anyways this song was actually inspired by dearly beloved from kingdom hearts, but then i played my pepsicola playlist(which is a majority of plain white t's songs) so it will basically..eh sort of based off some of the songs? idek really
but please enjoy!
disclaimer:i am not even close to owning the amazingness that is fucking homestuck it all belongs to the waste of space, prince of ships, the huss of lips, Andrew Hussie
Do you ever remember that moment when everything was alright in the world?
When you cherished your childhood?
Or when you thought about the future and let your imagination explode?
When life was simple and you weren't pushed with responsibility?
Those simple days with friends?
Of course not, you're in high school now, the end of your junior year to be more exact. You don't know why, but all of sudden you just thought of your childhood and being with your friends running around in the backyard, pretending to be superheroes. Maybe it's because your English teacher made you write a short story about your best moments in life. You obviously went to the past and chose your childhood.
You don't really get to hang out with your friends anymore: Jade is always busy with sports and being class vice president, doing charity work, planning dances and plays, Rose is her usual self, but she's been getting caught up with Jade and helping her, she's also been busy with her new friend Kanaya, they sit around with drama club and help with the decorations and outfits, and then there's Mr. Strider, the cool kid, he's the only one you ever really talk too, he's in most of your classes so you two get a lot of time together.
This makes you happy, that you get to see your bro majority of the day in different classes, causing just a little bit of trouble now and then. Over the years, though, you think you've developed feelings for him. Like more than, a brotherly bond, you may actually…love him.
"Mr. Egbert?" You snap back to reality, when your English teacher calls you out. "Y-yes sir?" You question, you scan the room to see if anybody is snickering at you, and then you realize everybody's gone.
"Class has been over for the past twenty-five minutes, if you ride the bus home, I feel bad for you." The teacher looked over to the window, as did you and realized it was pouring outside. You sigh and throw your book and notebook into your backpack, before walking out of the classroom.
When you are out of the room, you pull your cell phone out from your pocket and began dialing your dad's number. Right before you press call, you bump into somebody, which makes you drop your phone and the person's books spill to the floor. You hear a line of curses coming from the other person, you fix your glasses on your face and look to see Dave bent down picking up the books, you also happen to notice that his shades have fallen off of his face.
"You should really wat-"
"Sorry Dave." You laugh and bend down to grab his shades; he looks up and seems surprised to see you. "Oh John, I didn't realize it was you," he stood back up with all his books, "I dropped to the ground so fast, I didn't even bother to look at who it was." You sat his shades on top of the books.
"'Dropped to the ground'? Why'd you do that?" You question, bending down and grabbing your phone.
Dave averted his eyes, "If anybody saw my eyes, they'd call me a freak or make fun of me." He grabs his shades, after positioning the books in his hands awkwardly, to put them back on.
"Well, I like your eyes, I think they're beautiful." You said taking some of the books, you looked at Dave and saw his eyebrows raised at what you said. Wait, what did you just say?
"Wait- what no, I meant they're- that the-"
"You crushin' on my Egderp?" Dave smirked as he continued walking down the hall. "N-no I'm not a homo Dave." You spat out jogging after him.
"What are you doing so late after school?" You ask quickly changing the subject. When you don't hear an answer you look over at Dave, who is, you guess, looking at you with a are-you-kidding-me look.
"Detention." You nod, understanding what his facial expression meant.
"How 'bout you, why are you here?"
"Um, I sort of zoned out and the teacher decided to wait like twenty minutes after the bell rang to tell me." Dave nods.
You two finally reach your destination, you drop the books off in the after school classroom for middle schoolers and turn around to leave.
"You need a ride home?" Dave asked as he stopped at his locker to grab a couple of books and throw them in his backpack.
"Uh, yeah that'd be great; my dad probably wasn't even going to pick up the phone anyways, to busy baking or at work." Dave let out a slight laugh, as you two turn to walk towards the exit.
You step out onto the front steps of the school to find it raining cats and dogs. Dave's car was easily spotted, not the fact that it was the only car in the student parking lot, but it was also quite close to the doors, "I guess it's a good thing I had to come to school early today?" he chuckled. You nodded and then both made a dash for his car. You both quickly get in; unfortunately the two of you are soaked. You throw your backpacks to the backseats. Dave starts up the car and you leave the school parking lot.
You let out a sigh, which you guess caught Dave's attention because he spoke up, "It's supposed to be raining like this all weekend." You frowned a little, "Man I wanted to go to the beach, this weekend too."
"Really what made you want to do that?" He asked, you shrugged, "I guess I just wanted to make it feel more like summer before it got here? I don't know." Dave chuckled again, "Were you planning on going by yourself? Or with your dad?"
"I want just you and me to go." Is what you wanted to say but you changed your mind and said "I wanted it to be just the four of us again, you, Jade, Rose, and me, to go but if it keeps this up I guess not." You looked over at Dave as he nodded.
A silence fell over the two of you. Only the sound of the car, the faint sound of music on the radio, and the rain hitting the car from outside, it seemed to be lighting up. When Dave came to a halt at a stop sign he leaned forward to turn the music up.
"What you do to me"
You heard Dave hum along as the song came to an end; you smiled as you looked at him. Apparently he caught this, "You like my sexy singing voice Egbert?" he smirked, "You must really be crushing on me, huh?" his smirk turned into a grin as he wiggled his eyebrows at you. You couldn't help but blush at that.
He laughed and turned the radio up just a little more. You heard him mumble something about 'a lot of plain white t's today' you raised an eyebrow.
The rest of the car ride Dave hummed along to each song, all the songs seemed too slow for him, like the first song and now this song, which you think was Plain White T's "1 2 3 4", but he seemed to enjoy each song.
"You've hummed along to each Plain White T's song that has come on, what's up with that?" You finally decided to ask, as he turned down your street. Dave shrugged, "Jade asked me if I'd play "Hey There Delilah" for her and I actually liked the song, so I started listening to a couple of their other songs and found out I actually like their music. I just finished learning the chords to this one." He smiled a little, as he pulled into your drive way.
Looks like you'll be home alone for awhile.
"Hey Dave, are you and Jade…dating?" you asked looking down at your hands. Dave put his car in park, before answering, "No, I mean yeah we liked each other a few years back, but then she met Karkat and I guess she kind of has a thing for him. Besides I've known Jade too long to actually have a crush on her, she's like a sister."
You looked up at Dave to find he, you guess, was looking back at you. "Why?" he asked. You shake your head, "No reason." You let out a shaky breathe as you reach back to grab your backpack. You make sure everything is secure, before zipping it up. You glance back at Dave, is he frowning? Ha ha no Dave hardly ever breaks his poker face. It looks like something's eating at him though; you sit up to ask him 'what's up?' but before you can, he's leaned in and stolen you lips.
"I love you"