Dave stops kissing you for a moment.
"Dave," you breathed.
"Yes," Dave responded.
Apart with your romantic emotions towards Dave, you are deeply concerned for him.
"Are you sure you are going to be okay?" you asked.
"What are you talking about, John?" Dave asked.
"I don't want you to die, Dave," you said.
You almost start crying and Dave could tell. You could feel him lying down next to you and he put his arm around you.
"This isn't about Bec, is it?" Dave asked.
"Yes, it is," you said.
"I noticed your concern," Dave whispered.
Duh, you are always concerned. You start to cry, which is something that you rarely do.
"I don't want you to die," you sobbed as you buried your face into Dave's chest.
Dave rubs your back and he tries to comfort you.
"Everything is going to be okay, John," Dave said.
Dave throws his arms around you.
"Thanks, Dave," you sniffed as you hugged him back. "You're right, I do worry too much. I just don't want to lose you. That would be my worst fear."
At least Dave is here to comfort you. Before Dave, you would just sit in a corner and hope that all of your worries would soon be over. He is indeed the best thing that has ever happened to you.
"There is no need to cry, John," Dave said soothingly. "I will be okay."
"What about Bec?" you asked.
"He will find love someday and get over it," Dave whispered.
"But he knows that you are alive," you stated.
"Maybe it would make things better if we help him?" suggested Dave.
What has gotten into his mind?
"Help him? He's insane!"
"Calm down," Dave began. "Sometimes we all do screwed up things no matter how extreme we may take them."
You sigh and deep down, you know that there is a good side to Bec…somewhere. You just have not found it, yet.
"You are right, Dave," you admitted. "How exactly do we help him?"
"We help him find someone to love," Dave said. "Sort of like how you and I are here and we've supported each other. We still do, and look how far we have gotten. Hasn't it been great?"
You think for a moment. Dave has a better heart than you and seems to understand Bec a bit better. At the same time, weren't you the one that was supposed to understand him the better of the two of you? After all, he is your marching band instructor.
"Helping him sounds good," you finally decided. "He may be a complete douchebag, but we all do make mistakes."
"I mean," Dave began. "I can be a bit judgmental and fucked up myself, sometimes. Let's just give him a chance and help him, okay? From there, things will get better."
You laugh through your tears.
"You are very judgmental, Dave," you said. "You are also quick to make decisions. You take action fast and I like that about you. I wish I could understand people's feelings as quickly as you do."
Dave leans over you. You can feel the bed shake, but you still can't see in the pitch-black of your dorm room.
"Um, Dave?" you asked.
You feel something drop on your face. Something wet…is he…crying, as well?
"Dave, you even said it would be okay," you said. "There is no need to be upset."
"I would not want to lose you, either," Dave sobbed.
"Oh, Dave," you said.
You and Dave are just so emotional today. As usual, you allow your feelings to consume the best of you. Why?
"I can't possibly live without you," Dave began. "The other night, out on the roof…that is why I was willing to lie down my life for you. I thought that you must go on."
That was the best thing that anyone had ever done for you.
"Dave, you don't have to allow yourself to die for me. However, it was very brave and noble of you."
Dave says nothing, at first. He must not agree with your statement. After all, he is willing to do just about anything for you. Even with your concern, there is no stopping him. Dave is just a stubborn one at times and he is very set in his ways. When he says that he is going to do something, he is going to do it, no matter what anybody else says. Nobody should try and stop him…ever, even though you attempt to stop him at times.
"It is just something that I am willing to do for you," Dave whispered. "No matter what you think, I will do whatever I can to protect you."
You will allow Dave to do as he pleases. Even though you are concerned, he was going to do what is the best for you. All because he loves you…and you are going to accept that…no matter how difficult it may be to do so.
"Okay, Dave," you said.
The dim moonlight begins to stream through your open window. Why is it that you always keep your window open? Do you really want everyone to see what goes on in here 24/7 or something like that? Anyways, back to Dave. He's more important than the shitty dimmest light that was gonna come projecting into the room, anyways. You could see his crimson-red eyes. They were looking back into yours. Perhaps the reason why you always like staring into Dave's eyes is because they are the only eyes that cared for you this much. In your past, many of the people who had come into contact with you just gave you hate. Dave doesn't. Big difference.
"I hope that you won't mind staying up a bit later," Dave began to say as he leaned closer into you.
You smile and are completely turned on by Dave. That is, the moment in which your brain shrinks to a tenth of its original size and you can't think of much else to say. Then again, what is there to say if you are communicating with just your thoughts and emotions?
"So," Dave whispered. "You and I…"
Dave moves in closer and puts his lips to your neck and you swore that you felt a static shock from that touch, but Dave does not seem to notice even though you do. You quivered for a moment and your foot twitches as you reacted to the unexpected.
"Dave, that tickles," you giggled.
"Yes, John, it is very pleasurable, isn't it?"
He definitely didn't notice and then proceeds to lightly touching your shoulders. You can feel the heat radiating from your body out of nervousness and your affectionate-feelings. After all, how many times are you touched like this? Dave seems to notice that you are a bit insecure about this.
"There is nothing to be scared of with me here, John, okay?" Dave said. "We can do what comes," Dave began as he leaned in towards your ear. "Naturally," he finished saying with a whisper.
Dave gently slides his hands down your stomach as he leaned in and began to kiss you. You could feel tingling sensation as he touches you all over. You lightly grasp locks of Dave's soft hair while you passionately open-mouth kiss him. You can feel his tongue against your own. Usually, the very thought of swapping saliva with someone is just plain gross, but Dave is an exception. Dave then blithely curls his fingers around the front loops of your jeans and breathes into your ear and asks your permission.
"May I?" he asked.
You grant him permission. Dave allows everything on your lower half to slide right off. You are glad to have them off. Your pants were like your cage and what was enclosed has been pressed on the bars for too long. Things need to be let free. Once again (as mentioned a few chapters ago), you should really watch your details sometimes…
"We can just start things off slowly, as always," Dave cooed.
He removes his clothes as well. Yupp, you know how this is going to go. You and Dave mash your heated bodies together and continue to make out. What else did you think was going to happen? Were you expecting a Mexican fiesta with chips and dip? However, you wouldn't mind having some of Dave's "hot sauce." Add some spiciness to your relationship. Exactly why are you referring the details to foreign food? What the fuck? You heavily exhaled, trying to catch your breath. After all, how else can you breathe normally while making out and being turned on up the maximum? You should practice that more often. No need for you to pass out. That would be embarrassing. Just enjoy it and remember to breathe…
"I see that this is what it is like to be bonded closely," you breathed as you put your arms around Dave's waist and pulled him into you closer.
"You don't need to see to be close, John. You only need to feel."
"Oh, Dave," you said.
You were nearly breathless. Dave and you begin to make out again and you feel up Dave's hips to his neck with the palms of both of your hands…his skin hot up against your sweaty palms. You are not so nervous anymore. This was very natural and real for both of you. Everything just clicks and is perfect.
The next morning, you wake up and realize that you have an hour to be at your first class. You were relaxing peacefully on top of Dave and both of you still did not have your clothes on.
"Pssst, Dave," you whispered as you rubbed his shoulder to try and get him to wake up.
Dave sleepily opens his eyes.
"Good morning."
He looks like he is half-asleep.
"We have classes in an hour," you said.
"I know that, John," he said.
You laugh. Why wouldn't he know that? You get up and put on a new change of clothes. Dave begins to get ready as well.
"You don't think that anything out of the ordinary will happen today, do you?" you asked Dave.
Dave laughs.
"We are in a college full of trolls. What won't happen?"
"True," you responded.
There is a knock on the door. You suppose you have a bit of time to allow someone to come in before classes. You tell Dave this and he unlocks the door.
"Come in!" Dave called.
The door opens. It was just Terezi. She was wearing a cheerleading outfit in the school's crimson and gray colors with gold trim and matching pom-poms. You could not imagine her wearing something like that before, but now you can.
"Hey, Terezi," you greeted.
"Sup," Dave said.
Terezi stands in the doorframe and cackles. She's in a good mood this morning.
"Mind if I come in, boys?" she asked.
"Sure," you said.
She comes in and pulls out two matching sweatshirts from behind her back.
"What are those for?" you asked.
"TAU sweatshirts for both of you," Terezi said. "You don't know?"
"Know what?" Dave asked.
"We have a big rivalry football game tonight," Terezi began. "Against one of the human schools. I wanted you both to be geared up tonight."
"Oh, oh, oh, right!"
You spaced out about the big football game. Since Bec has not had marching practice with you, yet, he was going to have the rest of the band play in the stands for this huge spectacle. Everyone else was going to come. The game was going to be a big deal and the stadium packed. With all the school stuff, things with Dave, parties, and studying, you totally spaced out about all of this. How could you miss out on this big chunk of school spirit? No wonder Terezi is already wearing her cheerleading outfit.
"Thanks, Terezi," you thanked her as you accepted the garments.
"You and Dave should totally wear them today and you both will be matching!" Terezi exclaimed with excitement.
You laugh.
"Hey, Dave," you said as you toss Dave a sweatshirt.
Big fail. Dave was in his closet and his hits him in the back as he had his back turned to you. He turns around and picks it up.
"Yah, John, so I wouldn't mind being matching with you," Dave replied as he pulled his on.
You do the same.
"Hell, yes, we match!"
Terezi examined you both side by side.
"Looking good," Terezi said. "I just need to go back to my room and get Karkat's spirit attire for Karkat!"
You gasp and tried to hold in a laugh, but it didn't last too long.
"You got Karkat a sweatshirt, too?" Dave asked.
"Oh, it's spirit gear, but it isn't a sweatshirt," she said with a smile.
"Oh, what is it?" you asked.
"You'll see," Terezi said. "Want to come with me and find out?"
"Sure!" you exclaim.
"Of course," Dave said.
Dave takes your hand and you both walk out of the room together along with Terezi. You are rather curious as to what you are about to see and witness take place…soon.