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Be the dork...
Your name is John Egbert and you're the dork. Standing their completely stunned. His eyes...it was like the sunrise had met blue sky's...it was perfect. And his speed it was unnatural. He was unnatural. Your father came in and told you breakfast was ready, the only thing you could do was nod. Not trusting your own voice in hear it would break or not even carry. And with that Dave walked in. "Uh..." You began dumbfounded. "How did you...move that...fast?" You squeaked slightly. Dave sighed heavily. "Would you believe me if I told you that you had imagined it?" He asked you only to hang his head low when you shook your head in a 'no' like motion. "It's called flash stepping, Bro taught me how to do one is supposed to know. So you're the first, my first slip up. John Egbert, you took my virginity!" He said making you blush. "For flashstepping of course." He added with a wink."You didn't know what to say at that. Dave just smirked at you and was about to slip on his shades. "Don't." You heard an alien voice speak up before he could. It was your voice and you couldn't help but blush at how awful you sounded. "Don't...just d-don't put them on." You clarified. "And why not John? I'm a freak. Red eyes? Bitch please." He said smirking at you, but you heard it. Or at least you thought you did. When he said 'I'm a freak' you could've sworn you heard disgust in his voice. Disgust in himself. Dave? The cool kid? Hating on himself? Hardly! Right? You sighed before shrugging. "I love your eyes...I mean they're cool and all." You said. "Hehehehe." You added a nervous laugh for good measures. "I don't think so, sorry John. My eyes are really sensitive to the light." Dave explained. You simply nodded. He began walking out before you grabbed his wrist. You could've sworn you saw him wince. "Wait! Dave, what a-are we?" You asked him nervously. "Best bros dude." He answered smirking at you deviously. Walking out and down the stairs, once again leaving you dumbfounded and...disappointed this time. You soon ran out and down the stairs catching up with him. "Hehehehe, good morning Dad!" You said with a smile. "Sup Dad." Dave said making you smile a bit. Your dad chuckled softly. "Good morning, son-s." He said emphasizing the 's' at the end. You soon finished eating and your dad went to work. Leaving only you and your best bro. You both laid sprawled out on the couch watching Con Air. You soon found your eye lids getting heavier and you laid your head on something solid but comfortable and drifted off.
Be Dave fucking Strider
Your name is Dave fucking Strider or Dave Elizabeth Strider, but you just go by Dave. Anyway back to the plot. Your name is Dave and your best bro has fallen asleep on your chest. He is so perfect when he's sleeping so adorable that all you wanna do is cuddle him. But bros don't cuddle. Do they? Oh fuck it! You wrapped your arms around him and held him at his waist the boy was smaller then you and fit nicely on you. Who were you kidding, he fit perfectly on you. Best part was, he was so light. You smiled and kissed the top of his head. Closing your eyes gently. Wanting to just lay there, eyes closed and breathing heavy. You opened your eyes one more time to see the time, it was only 3:20. With a light sigh you closed your eyes once more. Falling asleep holding him tightly, your grip loosening as you fell asleep.
Be Dad
Your Dad Egbert and it's around 6. You walked inside your house, going into your kitchen. You put some groceries up before walking into the living room and passing the couch. Actually backing up and smirking as he saw his son and Dave literally cuddling each other. He smiled and then walked into his room going to take a shower.
Be the dork
You heard some soft whimpering and woke up gently. Looking around groggily. Arms loosely around your waist. You smiled a little before you saw a tear slid down Dave's cheek. He then began to thrash, you fell off of him and on to the floor. Dave screamed a muffled scream before jolting awake in a cold sweat. You looked up at him with wide blue eyes,startled. "Fuck!" Dave hissed under his breath standing up and walking out of the room quickly. And soon out of the house. "Dave!" You called out. "Dave! Wait up! Please!" You began running but he was way to fast for you. "Dave please!" You continued to yell out after him before slowing to a walk. Not sure where to go or what to do now.
John doesn't know what to do at the moment be the 'cool' kid.
You didn't know why or what happened but your name is Dave Strider and you have literally broken down into silent tears that soon turned into loud sobs. Now you've got a pounding head and what feels like a hole in your heart. Everything is fine! You're here with John and you're safe and happy...yet you're not and you don't feel safe or happy. You're not quite broken but you're bent and you need to be fixed but you don't know how. You've been talking to your sister, Rose who lives here with John. She's been trying to help you but you don't open up to her. Or to anyone. Not even John. You're an island and you chose to be like that but you really don't wanna be. You just...you just want to be free in a way. It's all you want! You don't wanna end up alone or anything but c'mon. John's not a homosexual. And you respect that really you do but It's a lot more complicated then that. But you will one day have him. You wipe your tears and fix your pale hair and shades. And begin walking back. It's now darker then before and you're pretty chill. There's been no sign of tears. You actually bump into someone turning a corner. "Oof!" You hold your breath as you fall on top of someone. You look them in the eye, well your shades still on of course and you just star into their perfect eyes. Standing up quickly and helping them up. "Sorry man." You say and he looks up at you. His black hair an untamed mess. "My fault." He said. And that's when you realized how fucking short he was and how cute it was. And it kinda remind you of John. "I'm Dave." You found yourself saying in that voice you use...you can't describe it, It's your normal voice but kinda...sexier? You don't know. He muttered something, you just raised an eyebrow. "I'm Karkat." He mumbled slightly a bit louder. "Karkat? That's a really-" But before you could finish he cut you off. "Fuck off." He said flipping you off. "No, It's cool. I was gonna say that it was original and...unique I guess." You said to him fighting down a...blush. "Oh, really? You mean it?" He asked you slightly flustered. "Yeah man." Perfect. 'Yeah man,' is the best you, Dave fucking Strider can come up with. He shrugged and that's when you guys decided to walk around the park, he even showed you around a bit. The cute little fucker even blushed a bit. It was pretty cool actually and you kinda wanted to get to know him. You exchange numbers and you soon walked him home. Well he said it was his best friend Gamzee's house. Where he pretty much lived. You waved to him and set home for John's house. Before you even got up the drive way John opened to door running over to you and flinging himself in your arms. Wrapping his arms around your neck, his cheek to yours. You turned around a bit in a totally cliche way, but you would've fallen down if you hadn't twirled him plus he was pretty fucking cute, like Karkat. "Hey man what's up?" You asked John. "Daaaaave!" He exclaimed. "Are you serious? It's like one in the fucking morning!" He whined teasingly. "Did you just drop the 'F' bomb?" You asked him, holding him up on your waist like a toddler. "A-are you um...okay?" He asked you nervously. You blushed a little but soon fought it down a bit, nodding. "Yeah, I'm fine." You reply and walked into his room. "Lets go to bed, little Egbert's need they're rest." You murmur sweetly, and yes it is possible and if anyone doesn't believe you they can go fuck themselves. You smile gently and set him down then take his glasses off before your own totally cool shades. Slipping your skinny jeans off and then your shirt. Allowing him to strip. You were slightly, but only slightly, surprised when he cuddled up to your side laying his head on your chest. Before he fell asleep. You staring up at the ceiling unable to sleep. Afraid to. It was pathetic of you but that nightmare. It simply scared the fuck outta you. Oh well at least you had your Egderp. Even if you couldn't sleep.