~CHAPTER TWO~
(Before you begin reading, readers while the two text each other the you will be able to know what both are doing at the same time. For example you could say that when Dave sends a text you, the readers, would get a brief description of what Dave is doing while he texts John back.)
John frowned. What an asswipe. The guy just left me there and I still don't even know who the hell he is. John was walking home still thinking about the encounter. After standing in the alley for quite some time contemplating about the mysterious stranger he met, a buzzing in his pocket had brought him out of his trance. He then spent a few more minutes frantically replying to all his friends' texts. They were concerned of course since he hadn't replied back in a couple of hours.
He walked through the front door and up the stairs, giving a brief greeting to his father, who was in the kitchen baking god knows what. John walked into his bedroom and began to undress. As he took his coat off a slip of paper fell out of the pocket. Curious, he walked over and carefully unfolded the paper to read what was written. On the paper in elegant scripture was a name, Dave Strider, and a number. "Could this be from that guy in the alley?" John thought. After staring at the paper some more he decided that he'd try the number and see what happened.
John opened his phone and added the name and number to his contacts list. Then he shyly sent a text to the number. His fingers shook as he typed out the text, "Hey," and sent it. Half of him pleading no one would reply and the other half hoping that he would. It wasn't long at all for a reply to be recieved.
"Sup Egderp sure did take yah a while to find that paper" Dave replied. He chuckled to himself.
John rolled his eyes at the reply, "Whatever, you are such and ass! and you question why i took such a long time? i thou- nvm" What was he thinking? He couldn't tell him how he felt. It was weird, especially since they just met, and it was under very questionable circumstances! How stupid of him to think that he might actually have a chance with someone. But unfortunately for John, Dave had caught onto the unfinished text.
"thought what darlin?" Dave walked through the door into his apartment and headed straight for his room. He began to peel off his shirt, shoes, and pants and then rummaged through his drawers for some sweats until he found an old gray pair and threw those on. He then laid back onto his bed to wait for John's reply.
John frowned. So much for claiming to not be a homo, now he had to admit to himself and this guy that he actually might like him. Slowly he texted back, fingers still trembling slightly, "I thought i wouldn't get to see you again…" He sent it before he could delete it and wimp out. Dave smiled at the reply and quickly texted him back. "Now why would I leave you without yur daily dose of strider?" He smirked, already thinking about how the boy might respond.
John blushed at the text and gave a loud, frustrated growl/sigh, throwing his head back onto his pillows. Why did things like this always manage to get him so flustered! It's not like he hasn't been exposed to this kind of teasing before. "What if i never texted you then?" There let's see how he deals with that!
Not even five seconds later did John's phone buzz again. However what greeted him when he flipped his phone open wasn't just a text. No, it was much more. Dave had sent a picture of himself. And not just any picture. He was full on shirtless, toned abs and all, covered in the lightest spray of freckles. Dave was smirking at the camera with his sunglasses on. It was almost too much for John. And underneath it all was probably the most ironic text he had ever seen. "Why wouldn't you txt this?"
John just stared. Seriously? Even a straight guy would change teams just because of this picture! Oh…wait…Son of a-! He threw his phone at the wall, face completely red. When I say I'm not a damn homo I mean it! But what the hell is this?!
Sighing, John ran his fingers through his hair and picked up his phone. He deleted the picture and sent a text back. "You are too conceited" Before he could even collapse onto his bed Strider had replied.
"What took you so long? You freaked at the picture didn't you? There's more where that came from Egderp, but either way you wanted that to happen again" Dave smirked, trying to imagine how John reacted to his picture. Tonight he knew John wouldn't be able to get him out of his mind. He was like a fucking drug. The most addictive kind. He would linger like a fucking ghost and hijack your subconscious until it'd be too late. Once you go Strider, you never go back. (kudos if you recognized the genius, comedic allusion. Fucking love Jeff Dunham, and Peanut! Although Achmed is my favorite, hahaha :D –NINI)
Gogdamnit! John growled at his phone. "I DONT KNOW ANYTHING ANYMORE! AWESDRFDSXEGHGUIJKOL!"
Dave raised an eyebrow. "woah there, chill down bro"
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Now Dave thinks he's a freaking psychopath! John groaned. "do you live close? i live near the elementary school"
Dave grinned. Hook, line, and sinker. He knew no one could resist a Strider. They were just too damn good-looking. But this boy was something else entirely. In all the century's he'd been alive. There was just something about him and the dorky qualities he possessed that Dave found…really fucking cute. In the most ironic way of course. "hmm how bout i meet yah there then see yah in 5" Dave texted as he peeled his sweats off and pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans with holes in them. He then yanked on white T-shirt and walked out of the apartment, locking the door behind him. The vampire walked to the parking garage and hopped on his red sports bike, putting on his black motorbike helmet. He revved the motor before speeding off to the elementary school, zipping through cars with ease. A small smirk began to form on his face.
After John received Dave's text, he scrambled out of his clothes and into some plain white skinny jeans and a blue sweatshirt. He ran out the front door and headed for the school. John stopped at the park and sat down on one of the faded blue swings. Checking his phone, he found that he had arrived a minute early. He began to play with a piece of lint he found in his pockets. To say he was anxious was an understatement, he was beyond nervous. What if he doesn't feel the same way? It's understandable considering how we barely know each other. I mean, we did just meet tonight. Maybe I'm overreacting and it's just the after effects of whatever he did to me! Yes, that has got to be why I'm feeling so strange! Because I would know if I liked guys, and I know I am not a homosexual…or…at least I think I do. John checked his phone again, a few more minutes had past and Dave still hadn't shown up. He released a small sigh. I guess maybe he was just pulling one over on the pranking master. Or was he getting stood up? It wouldn't surprise him; people normally did dump him like trash after using him.
Dave came rumbling into the parking lot. He parked his bike and dismounted. Pulling his helmet off, he shook his blonde hair out a bit, shades fitted neatly upon his nose. Any passerby would have described him as the poster child of cool. He placed his helmet on the seat of his bike and looked around. I'm a little late but it should be ok. When he spotted John sitting on one of the swings he started walking over. It seemed as if the younger male was looking a bit troubled. John's face was a looking a little despondent, his lips were puffed out a bit in a pout, and his eyes appeared a bit wetter than how Dave remembered them. Damn did the little guy look cute! It's a good thing Dave had expert self-control, otherwise the poor boy would've been taken long ago.
John was close to calling it off and walking home, until a pair of arms draped themselves over his shoulders from behind. He squeaked in surprise. Why hadn't he heard the sound of Dave pulling into the parking lot?
"Sup egderp. Why the long face?" Strider questioned.
"Uh-uh what long face? I'm not making any faces," Smooth one moron. He internally faceplamed as his face began to heat up.
Dave raised one blonde eyebrow, "You sure? I thought I saw yur lip hangin'." The vampire began to push the younger male's swing. Its long squeaks filled the silence.
John sighed, "It's nothing. Just the past."
"Wanna talk about it? I know we just met and all, and the first thing I did to you could definitely be considered sexual harassment," Dave chuckeled. "But I don't mind if you want to talk about stuff with me." He stopped pushing the swing and instead sat down on the swing next to John. It began to sprinkle as he sat down, "Wanna go sit in the lil' fort jungle gym? We'll stay drier there."
John nodded and stood up, following Dave to the nearby plastic shelter. "Well, it's just that…I've been harassed before, except no one did anything but oral to me because they all thought I was some filthy homo trash, no matter how many times I told them I wasn't. Then they would just leave me afterwards. Let's just say my gag reflex was permanently destroyed," John finished softly, trying to hide his face. It was embarrassing telling him this, but he thought that Dave should know since he was fancying thoughts about being with him, it was only fair.
Dave had crawled in next to John and had pulled him into his lap. He stroked John's hair softly, "I'm sorry to hear that. Want me to kick their asses?" He was tense and angry but his face still remained stoic.
John frowned and snuggled into his chest, taking comfort in his touch. "I-it's fine," he mumbled.
Strider nuzzled his face into John's hair, it smelled of baked goods and strawberries. "Okay," Dave murmured, not sure why he suddenly felt so protective of the boy. He was really starting to become attached to the little guy. It seemed kind of weird since they did just meet. He wrapped his arms around John's waist to pull him closer.
John blushed and bit his lip, he was shaking a little at the close proximity. Why did this person make him feel this way? Was it because he was the first person that didn't use him like a piece of tissue?
"Yur cute when yah blush," Dave said, pulling John even closer to him. His breath tickled John's ear, eliciting another shiver from him. "Are you cold?"
He nuzzled back against Dave, "Not really. You're really warm, and I'm not cute." His cheeks were burning. It was just a compliment, he shouldn't be thinking into it so much.
Dave chuckled at his response, "Not all vampires are like ice cubes. But I do love the cold as you can see," he motioned to his shirt. "I was going to ask if you wanted to come over or something, but my bro is crazy."
He laughed at Dave's statement, "Then do you want to come over to my house? My dad is really nice!"
The rain outside the fort was slowly lessening. "Sure, I can drive us if you want. Plus it looks like the rain is letting up."
John smiled, "Sure, that sounds nice. Plus you can take a shower at my place if you need to."
"Ooo, sayin' I smell bad now?" Dave smirked. He loved teasing the younger male to know end, just watching the blush that quickly spread across his whole face was amusing and just too damn cute.
"N-no I'm n-not!" John stuttered. He was having a complete mental freak-out. "I mean you will probably get wet and not want to stay wet and gross feeling!"
Dave laughed and kissed John's cheek. "I'm just messin' with yah darlin'. I know I smell like fresh apples," Dave said, moving John off his lap so he could get out of the plastic play fort. He turned around, helping John step out of the fort. Then he had the most brilliant idea. He leaned in close to John as they walked to his bike. "Can we take a shower together?" Dave asked into John's ear.
The effect was immediate. The blue-eyed male blushed from the neck up, his whole face was practically turning red. "W-w-what?! I-i.."
Dave chuckled, god this boy was too damn cute for his own good. He then pulled his shirt off when they reached his bike and used it to dry the seat off. "I'm just messin' with you…unless of course you really wanna," Dave teased.
John flushed even redder, "I-I might. Maybe…I don't know," he mumbled, averting his gaze.
His bike had a compartment under the seat that Dave threw his shirt into before turning around to face John, holding his helmet out to him. "Really? You would do that?" He blushed so lightly that John didn't notice.
John flushed, "I-i guess. I-i mean I wouldn't mind, maybe," he squeaked out, putting the helmet on. It felt nice, like something out of a movie, where the biker guy gives the girl his helmet so she could stay safe.
Dave got on the bike, John getting on behind. He glanced behind him at the other male, "What's yur address?"
"21605 Fir Drive," John said, wrapping his arms around Dave, a blush forming on his face. He nodded once and revved the engine, then began to drive to John's house. Dave didn't weave through cars this time since he had a mortal passenger with him, and especially so since that passenger was John. Silently, Dave was enjoying the ride much more than he would admit aloud. He loved the feeling of John touching his bare skin, just thinking about it had Dave blushing slightly.
John felt Dave's abs where he was holding on, secretly marveling at how lean he was. Jegus christ this guy was too hot! Damn, it should be a crime to be this sexy. He flushed; loving the cool feeling touching Dave gave him.
Dave smiled lightly and turned onto John's street and into his driveway, wishing it would've lasted longer. "We're here."
John got off the bike and handed the helmet to Dave, his hair was sticking up in a dorky way from the helmet.
The vampire followed suit and took the helmet from John, hanging it on the handle of his bike. "I feel weird that I'm meeting your dad shirtless, not that it wasn't used for a good reason. It would've been a crime to let that hot ass of yours getting all wet."
He blushed at the comment and looked away. "I'm sure you'll be ok, you can borrow one of my shirts if you want." With that said he took Dave's hand and led him inside. "Dad I have a friend with me, is it okay if they spend the night?" John's dad peeked out the kitchen doorway and looked Dave over. He let out a sigh and nodded; John broke out into a wide grin and pulled Dave upstairs.
As he was being pulled up the stairs Dave turned his head to the kitchen, "Thanks Mr. Egbert!" he yelled.
The two heard John's dad chuckle from the kitchen before they entered John's room. Once inside John sighed and took his shirt off. Dave didn't even try to hide the fact that he was staring. John was lean just not muscular, but even just the view of John shirtless had Dave blushing slightly.
"Do you want to take separate showers? We don't haaaave to but…," he trailed off, face flushing pink.
Dave's blush felt a bit warmer as he pulled John close and wrapped his arms around his waist. "As much as I'd love to, I don't think that'd be such a great first impression with yur dad there darlin'," he whispered into John's ear.
John frowned, and bit his lip so he wouldn't shiver at the feeling of Dave's naked skin on his. He nuzzled into the blonde's chest, "My dad won't care, probably wouldn't notice anyway…," he muttered.
Dave lightly smiled down at John, "I know darlin', but I don't really wanna seem like that guy, but I'll be here when you get out." He kissed John's cheek.
John pouted a bit, he honestly had no explanation for why he suddenly wanted Dave with him, but he just needed to be near him. "No Dave, please." John whined softly, nuzzling into his chest further. "Pleeeeeeeease!"
His eyebrow rose at John, "You really wanna see me naked that bad eh?"
John instantly flushed a deep shade of red. "No you asshole! I just didn't want to one alone is all…"
Dave's forehead furrowed as he thought, then softened as he came to a decision. He sighed, then smiled at John, "Fine. Can't resist that damn adorable face of yurs."
John blushed and reached up, kissing him lightly on the lips. "Thank you!" He got towels for them both and went down the hallway into the bathroom, Dave following close behind. Once the door was secured he began to strip. As he did so, Dave noticed a light sprinkling of bruises all over his body, some darker than others.
(DID IT HA! I'll try editing one a week and maybe even more if I can get it in ;) I had fun once again teasing Egbert to know end MWAHAHAH! ^_^ it's fun because I get to feel the power of control a little hahaha! Come on you know you all get Hussie hubris from doing this shit ( ~ ) so much power! Let me know what you think when you finish reading please. Also if you can, do you think you could let me know when there is a review or something, I know find I really want to know what people are saying. Hey, who knows they may have given some good advice. I could try checking the reviews but I already kinda feel weighted down by my online classes *rolls eyes* but yeah! Just lemme ß(pun intended since there is a slight lemon moment in the next chapter heehee!) know! Tally-ho mofos! ;) [oh p.s the tally-ho mofos came from this dating sim game on Pacthesis's deviant page on deviant art, I loved the saying so much I'm starting to use it in my speech, It's just too damn funny for me to resist! ;)])- NINI
welp everyone you heard it from the man haaha, well woman. I figured I wouldn't mess with her words for you guys to read haaha. And you heard her lemon in the next chapter. Wheew don't hate.-A We are still working daily on finishing this story and are commited:D – A/J