A/N: Wow, I'm updating fast! Faster then I usually would anyways since I'm usually such a slowpoke.

**My internet it down at home guys! So the only time I can update is at school so I'm not sure how this is gonna work out for now.**

**Also a special thanks to my buddy Hayley for helping me with the ending of this!**

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The banging on the bedroom window was getting pretty annoying, though John tried to annoy it for the most part. He figured it was just a tree branch tapping on it or something, maybe the rain. Looking over at the glass a flash of light comes on cue after a rumble, causing him to jump. It also made it clear to see the rock hit the window. Good thing it didn't leave a crack!

Hesitantly John climbs out of bed, stumbling over some loose objects on the floor to look outside. Was that someone in his front yard? More specifically was that someone Dave? The raven-haired boy opens his window to get a better look, another rock flying in his direction. It hit the side of the window, causing John to flinch back. It takes him a moment to get back over to the window, calling out to the figure.

"Holy shit, Dave is that you?"

Could it really be his best friend, standing in his front yard, in the rain? John couldn't help but think of how romantic that was. Though the thought is pushed to the back of his mind as he proceeds to scramble downstairs to let the Dave look-a-like inside. Oops, he had left the window open. Quickly he turns to close it, hoping the person got the message that he was going to let him in.

Unlocking the door John finds the blond (who is quite in fact Dave!) standing at his doorstep, hands in his pockets, water dripping off him. The site brings a smile to the boys lips, seeing as this was his best friend coming for a surprise visit, not only that it was the middle of the night, and Dave had knew he was scared of the storm! How sweet: in a friendly way of course.

Without words John steps backwards to give his friend space, watching as he sauntered inside, kicking off his shoes casually. Hurriedly he closes the door to prevent further rain from getting inside, a boom of thunder shaking the floor as he does so.

Almost instinctively he turns to latch onto Dave, half because he's scared of the noises outside, half because he's so damn happy to see his friend! John doesn't mind that the liquid on the blonde's jacket is getting him wet too, dampening the little clothes he was wearing. In fact he was only in his boxers. Oh well, it was just Dave!

"Y'wanna stop leeching onto me for a second so I can get my jacket off?"

What a typical Strider greeting. But John knew that Dave was just as happy to see him even if he didn't show it.

With a small protest he lets go of Dave, standing silently as the taller male takes his over-sized looking jacket off, letting it fall to the floor somewhere beside one of his shoes.

When he has Dave's attention John opens his mouth to flood the other with questions. It was only natural to be curious when your best friend who supposedly lives in Texas shows up at your house at four in the morning, throwing rocks at your window! Jeez.

"Wow uh, why are you here? That sounded kinda rude, haha. I mean how did you get here? Aren't you supposed to be in Texas? Not that I'm not happy to see you! Of course I am! This is really a cool surprise!" John forces himself to stop talking for a moment. It was rude of him to start asking all these questions without giving a proper greeting, or even letting Dave get settled first! "I mean, hi," he says instead rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

This earns a short breath from the blond that sounded like it could be akin to a chuckle. John would go with it was a laugh, since making Dave laugh was a good thing. He goes to respond but John cuts him off, more thoughts running through his mind.

"Dude, you're soaked!

"Thanks for pointing that out man, I really didn't notice," Dave replies flatly.

"You can't stay in those! You'll catch a cold."

"Desperate to get me out of my clothes already, I see."

"What? Haha, really funny Dave. Seriously though, I'll put them in the drier!"

"Whatever."

Taking that 'whatever' as a 'yes' John leads his friend upstairs, jumping at another noise from outside in the process. At the end of the hall he flicks on the light of the laundry room, motioning for Dave to take off his clothes.

"I can lend you some of my extra pj's if you want, but I doubt they'll fit." John says before chewing his bottom lip, looking away as the taller male began to strip.

"Nah its all good," the other replies as he discards his clothes, with the exception of his boxers.

Dave tosses the fabric in John's direction, letting a thin blond eyebrow peek from behind his shades as the other boy lets out a startled yelp, not expecting the clothes to be tossed at him.

John throws them in the drier and turns it on before turning to face Dave who was now standing clad in some pink boxers with hearts on them. He was just going to assume this was some kind of irony thing–not that he understood it –.

The shorter boy stays silent, just standing there staring at Dave, mostly because he still couldn't believe his friend was here. Like in the flesh, no jokes or anything.

"I know it's hard to get over this hot body of mine but seriously Egbert its rude to leave a bro hanging."

Dave's voice snaps him back to reality, John taking a moment before giving a small laugh. He ignores the comment as they leave the room, making their way back down the corridor towards John's room instead.

"Its just well…weird to see you here that's all. I didn't know you were visiting Washington!"

Dave gives a small shrug, finding a place to walk beside John turning his head to look at him for a moment before looking back in the direction they were heading. "Here with Bro on some official Strider business," he explains. "Wasn't my plan to come rescuing derps from rain in the middle of the night."

"Wait, so you were here this whole time and didn't tell me?" John gave a small pout along with the words.

It takes a moment for Dave to respond as they walk into John's room, the blond inviting himself to take a seat on the bed. "Bro's been being an asshole, makin' sure I don't get out of his sight." He gives a small chuckle, "lucky for you he went tonight so I could get out without any trouble."

It's easy to tell that Dave is trying to hide his drawl, which Johns finds a bit cute. Wait, no. Not cute best friends didn't find each other cute, more like…funny. Yep, he'd go with that.

For a moment John just stands there, debating on whether it would be weird to climb onto the bed beside Dave. But a bang spurs him on, probably just another thunder from outside. So John scrambles up beside the taller male, feeling an arm snake around his waist. John doesn't mind, leaning closer to Dave as another loud bang sounds.

Though it doesn't sound like thunder, not this time. It sounded like it was coming from downstairs.


I had trouble writing this one. Mostly the ending. Derp, like I said up there I think? Anyways, hope you liked it! Sorry for the shortness like always. :/ Review maybe?

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