God this movie sucks, you think to yourself as you reach for another one of the bottles that Roxy had brought. After the awkward surprise at the door there had been a lot of laughing from both the Striders, it wasn't long before the other guests arrived, Roxy with a few bottles of booze (God bless her). You where now all watching some movie that John had picked out, Con hair or something like that, John seemed to be the only one who was into it. Dave then noticed your excessive drinking and leaned over to whisper something in your ear.

"You know if you keep that up you'll end up in some sort of alcohol induced coma."

"Better then being here with you watching some terrible ass movie," you whispered right back.

"Ouch you wound me _," he says imitating hurt.

"Whatever," you say getting up and cutting through the groups of half asleep people towards the kitchen hoping to get away from the constant annoyance that is Dave Strider. Your hopes are crushed when he follows you and sits on the counter.

"Did you need something?" you ask facing him.

"Nah," he says shaking his head. Scowling you reach into your own alcohol stash and pull out a bottle of rum and a bottle of vodka. "You gonna share?" he says jumping down from his perch on the counter.

"Nah," you say imitating him and cracking open the bottle of rum. He just walks over and steals it from your hands taking a few gulps of the liquid before handing it back to you; following his example you also take a few gulps and let the warmness spread across your body.

When the two of you finally get to the bottom of the bottle you're on the floor giggling like a teen at four in the morning. Dave is leaning on the counter and smirking at you from across the room.

"Daaave, come 'ere," you slur patting the spot next to you on the floor. He obeys your drunken command and sits next to you still smirking.

"Yes _?" He says leaning closer to your face.

"You are really annoying," you say bursting into a fit of giggles not noticing how Dave's smile falls slightly, "but you are also really nice," you say this time with a serious face, "For saving me from that ass grabber and keeping me company when work is like hell." Dave gives you an odd look before standing back up. You give him a confused expression before he leans down and picks you up off the floor. You break into another fit of giggles and grab onto his neck.

"Which way to your room?" he whispers into your ear.

"Down the hallway it's the door that has magic inside," you whisper back and he chuckles at your behavior. He then cuts through the living room of sleeping humans and goes down the hallway stopping at each door and asking if there's magic inside. You giggle every time until he finally reaches your room and shoulders open the door. The moment he sets you on the bed you're fast asleep.

There are a few downsides to getting drunk off your ass, one being the hangover, and the other is when you can't remember a thing the next morning.

"Morning," you look up to see Jade in your doorway holding a glass of water and what looks to be a bottle of Tylenol.

"Morning," you mutter sitting up and rubbing your eyes. She gives you a small smile and walks over to you shaking a pill into your hands and handing you the glass. You quickly put the pill in your mouth and take a swallow from the glass.

"Thanks," you say casting a tired look up at her, oh god she's smirking, you must have done something really stupid last night, "Okay what exactly did I do, and will I have to move out of the country because of it?" She just giggles at you.

"I'm actually not sure what you did," she says pulling out the chair from your desk and sitting next to you.

"Then why are you smirking like you had sex with a millionaire?" you ask raising an eyebrow at her.

"Well how I understand it, you and Dave disappeared into the kitchen last night and never came out, now this morning I find an empty bottle of rum and you, sound asleep in your bed," she says still smirking wickedly at you. Flushing a brilliant shade of red you desperately try to remember what exactly what had happened. Coming up with nothing you fall back onto your bed with a groan.

"I can't remember a thing," you wail looking hopelessly up the ceiling. Jade's smirk vanishes and she looks at you in concern before she gets up from her seat and leaves your room. She comes back moments later with a small slip of paper in her hands.

"This was left on the counter," she says handing it to you.

Had fun last night you should definitely call me ~Dave Strider

Just looking at his arrogant writing made you want to crumple up the paper and throw it out the window. Thankfully your self control prevails and you grab your phone and him in as a contact under the name annoying prick. You then click the number and it rings a few times with no answer. Scowling you click the number again and once again no one picks up. Groaning you look over at Jade who is still waiting patiently.

"Asshole won't answer," you state and she just nods her head and leaves your room.

Hours later you're cleaning up the living room and reorganizing your movie shelves when your phone rings. Looking at your screen you read annoying prick and you roll your eyes.

"Oh so now you're answering your phone," you say sarcastically.

'_?' he says clearly dumfounded.

"No it's Jamie the fish boat captain," you say setting down a few of the romcoms that Karkat had made a mess of.

'Sorry I just didn't think that you would actually call me,' he says shifting back to his usual expressionless tone of voice.

"Well under normal circumstances I wouldn't but you see I seem to have a bit of a problem," you say walking around your living room in not concrete pattern.

'Okay so what might this problem be?' he asks.

"I can't remember anything from last night and I need to know if we did anything," you state confidently flopping onto your couch. He's silent for a moment and you start to worry.

'You can rest easy, we didn't do anything like that,' he says and you let out a breath of relief, 'But if we did you would probably be considered a legend, managing to seduce a Strider while drunk as hell, that would definitely be something,' You roll your eyes at his theatrics and the two of you end up talking for a half an hour, then two hours, then you have 20 minutes to get ready for your shift and Dave is driving you to the club.

It's kind of funny how something can change so quickly, one day you're meeting some irony obsessed asshole at the bar and the next you're spending your breaks with said asshole. Over the last few days you and Dave had finally come to some sort of truce. When the two of you had the same shifts he drove you to work and in turn you didn't block him on your phone. You where a little hesitant about it when he first asked, but you decided that not having to walk beats listening to his annoying yammering, although you started to not mind his irritating talk and actually enjoy his phone calls. You found yourself laughing at something that three weeks ago you would have slapped him for. Then slowly but surely you found yourself crushing on the one and only Dave Strider. You had come to this conclusion after one of your long conversations when you had checked the clock and realized that the two of you had been talking for nearly four hours. Almost immediately you wailed, falling out of your desk chair with just about as much grace as a football player on crutches. Half on hour later Jade comes back and finds you lying in the middle of the floor with your hands covering your face.

"_, what's going on?" she asks hesitantly sitting next to you on the floor.

"Jade, I like him," you say uncovering your face and setting your hands on your stomach.

"What?" she asks a confused look crossing her face.

"Dave," you state watching her eyes nearly pop out of her head.

"You like Dave," she says slowly, processing the words.

"I don't even know how it happened it was just, there," you say making wild gestures with your arms. She just looks at you for a few moments before breaking into a fit of giggles.

"Well I lost that bet," she says clutching her sides.

"You made a bet!" you yelled sitting strait up and staring at her.

"I'm sorry we made it during movie night when the two of you disappeared into the kitchen," she says attempting to clam you down.

"You asshole," you shout reaching behind you to grab the pillow off your bed and whack her with it. She's still giggling as you relentlessly beat her with the pillow.

"Alright I understand that you're mad but let's focus on the more important thing here," she says trying to protect herself with her hands.

"And what the hell would that be!" you yell still holding the pillow.

"You like Dave, what are you going to do about it?" she says and your expression softens.

"I have no idea, I mean should I say something or should I just forget about the whole thing," you say releasing the pillow from your death grip and setting you hands in your lap, "I mean if I did say something and he didn't feel the same way then everything would just be awkward."

"Well if you want my professional opinion," Jade says holding her hand to her chest, "I think that you should say something, I mean as soon as I get a job you're quitting right, one way or the other."

"Yeah but John is still friends with him and I just, don't want him to say no," you say quieter looking down at your hands.

"I can't make him say yes but just pushing it off won't do anything _," she say setting a hand on your lap.

"You're right I have to say something," you sigh and look back up at her, "Thanks Jade I needed this."

Do it now, you think to yourself tangling your hands together nervously. You look over at the blonde sitting in the driver's seat and another wave of apprehension passes over you.

"Something wrong _?" he asks still looking at the road.

"No," you say turning your head to look at him, "Why do you ask?"

"Well you're a lot quieter then usual," he notes pulling onto your street.

"I've got a lot on my mind," you mutter turning to look out the window again.

"Care to share?" he says and you look at him in the corner of your eye and debate just telling him now, but you quickly shoot down the idea of just telling him strait out.

"Well I really like this guy and I'm not sure how I should tell him," you say gauging him for a reaction. You note his grip on the steering wheel tightening and his clenched jaw and felt your confidence grow, albeit a little but your resolve strengthens none the less.

"Is that so," he says through his clenched jaw.

"How do you think I should tell him?" You ask still looking at him.

"I don't really know _, I'm not exactly the relationship expert," he says still refusing to look at you. You know he's lying and your heart starts to beat a little bit faster.

"Jade thinks that I should just tell him, but I can't help but wonder if he'll reject me," you say feigning apprehension. He pulls up to your building and lets out a sigh releasing his clenched jaw and death grip on the steering wheel.

"She's right, that is the best way to do it, like ripping off a band aid, and if he says no then he's just a douche who doesn't see how awesome you are," he says running a hand through his hair.

"You think I'm awesome?" you say smirking at him. He just chuckles and turns his body to look at you.

"Yes I do," he says giving you a bona fide smile. You smile shooting him and matching smile before, without really thinking, you jump across the seat and kiss him square on the lips. He makes a small noise of surprise, but it's quickly gone and he pulls you closer so you're sitting in his lap. When the two of you finally pull apart he's smirking.

"Wasn't I the most annoying creature on earth about a week ago," he says still keeping his arms around your waist.

"You still are," you say itching to take off those pesky sunglasses of his, "I just find your habits less annoying and more…"

"Ironic," he adds still smirking.

"Okay you seriously need to tell me what the hell your definition of irony is."