Dave sprawled on the futon in one of the rooms of the apartment, clicking the remote repeatedly before settling on something he didn't even pay attention to anyways. Bro had been gone for longer than usual, at most a week or so before returning. But he had been gone for almost three weeks. Dave, being the stubborn younger one, he didn't want to admit that he missed the older Strider. He sighed, closing his eyes behind the shades that he always seemed to wear, feeling the cool breeze of air from the fan brush over his face, moving his hair to tickle his face.
He sniffed, moving his arm so that his head was resting upon it and re-opened his eyes to watch whatever was on the screen at the time, the light of the television reflecting off of his shades. He stayed that way for what seemed like hours before he felt himself beginning to drift off into sleep. Though that was interrupted when he heard steps outside of the apartment door. He sat up quickly, becoming slightly dizzy and listened intently. He sat there for a moment before dismissing the thought that it was Bro finally coming home, but practically jumped when he opened the door and shut it rather loudly.
Bro walked in silently, not noticing Dave and walked straight into his own room, shutting his door lighter than the first. Dave sat there for a few moments before getting up and walking to Bro's door, standing there. He stood there for a while, debating on whether or not he should even go in or not. He probably wanted some time to rest, but with all the worrying that he put Dave through whether he was aware of it or not, Dave practically needed to see him, just to be sure that he was truly there and not some sort of weird and ironic illusion.
Dave hesitated for a moment longer; deciding that he needed to know it was truly Bro. He opened Bro's door softly, peeking inside of the room to find bro sprawled on his back on top of his bed, apparently only having enough energy to take off his shoes and toss them somewhere before passing out quietly. Dave sighed, walking inside of the room and shutting the door behind him before making his way over to Bro's sleeping form. 'He didn't even take his shades off before he passed out,' he thought to himself, looking over the older Striders' form.
He shook his head and climbed into the bed with Bro before finding a comfortable enough spot on one of his arms, making the elder Strider stir in his sleep. "What'cha need, kiddo?" he asked sleepily, his accent slurring into his words. Dave shook his head and hummed. "Just shut up and sleep, you ass."
The elder Strider smirked softly before moving Dave closer to him, wrapping his arms around him snuggly before responding. "Will do." Dave sighed, relieved that Bro was home, and snuggled his head into Bro's chest before falling asleep to the sound of their breathing and a fan running.