Sorry this took a while, I've been really fighting writer's block. So I hope you guys at least semi-enjoy this… That this is semi-good….
The next day Dave sat alone in the sewers. The others tried to join him, but he growled at them, warning them not to come any closer. Finally, John tried to sit next to him. Dave barely made a sound as John sat beside him, putting his hand on Dave's shoulder. Dave slowly looked at John, his eyes redder than normal. John pulled the taller demon a bit closer, letting him lean on his shoulder. Dave took John's other hand and held it tight, crying into John's shoulder. John let Dave cry, whispering a few times to him little phrases of comfort.
Rose and Roxy watched from afar. Rose felt a supreme sadness watching her brother cry. He always kept such a cool and collected facade that seeing him even show any sadness shocked all of them. Sure, Dave lost a bit of his facade when John was taken back, but that was soon repaired by John's return. Dirk would never come back. He was taken just as suddenly and without notice as Bro had been 5 years prior.
Rose turned and walked away. She couldn't handle seeing Dave like this. Roxy watched her leave, looked back at John and Dave before following Rose.
None of the demons had left the sewers since the event. Gamzee brought them whatever they needed once he was done with work, even bringing them some cake from the cafe. He didn't say anything when he dropped it off. He just nodded and walked back out. Eridan read his books for the 30-something time while Sollux typed away on his computer. Feferi and Nepeta sat on the couch in silence.
John finally pulled Dave to his feet and pulled him to the big, empty make-shift ballroom. John pulled him onto the floor. Dave looked up at him slowly.
"Not… Not now, John…"
"It might help… Even just a bit…" John insisted, making Dave look at him. John put Dave's hand on his shoulder, taking his other hand in his. Dave's eyes widened as he looked at John. "You need a break from leading Dave… You've been strong for far too long…"
Dave stared at John for a bit before John started to move, leading him across the floor. Dave blinked a few times, realizing he wasn't even thinking about how he was moving, the smaller male leading him around the dance floor. Slowly, tears started to flow down Dave's face again, but John kept dancing, albeit slower than before. Dave cried as they danced, John letting him and whispering small words of comfort. Slowly the two stopped moving and John looked up at Dave. Dave sniffed a bit and met his gaze. "Thanks John…" Dave said, smiling slightly. John just grinned and nodded. Dave then noticed just how close their faces were. John seemed to come to the same realization and blushed slightly. Without realizing it, Dave slowly began to lean in closer to John, who's blush just deepened.
"D-Dave…. What… Are you…" John began, but he slowly just closed his eyes, completely caught off guard and blushed as he felt Dave's breathe on his lips.
"Dave! Dave!" Dave and John both jumped when they heard Rose's voice. Dave pulled away from John, both blushing supremely.
"What's up, Rose…?" Dave asked.
Rose looked at her brother for a second, smiling a thank you to John. "I hate to be the messenger but….you need to pick a second in command… And soon… The hunters are getting rowdy…" Rose explained. Dave clenched his fists and nods.
"Tell Roxy I pick her." Rose's eyes widened a bit. "Dirk always said I should know just in case. Roxy is the one I pick. Go tell her. And I am gonna go check out the hunter situation."
"I'll come with you." John said.
"No. You're not coming."
"But Dave…"
"No, John! No buts!" Dave snapped. John flinched back a bit. "I've lost Bro and Dirk…" Dave looked at John. "I'm not losing you too." John looked at Dave for a moment before looking down.
"O-Okay… I'll stay here…" Dave nodded and ran to the hideout to get some things. Rose looked at John.
"I'm glad you're here, John…" Rose said. John looked at her confused. "Dave wouldn't talk to anyone for weeks after Bro's death. This time, he had you to help him and he's come out of his shell this quickly. Thank you." John smiled a bit sheepishly.
"I dunno if it's just me." John said quietly and walked with her to the hideout just as Dave left.
Up above the sewers, Dave walked with his walking stick, pulling the 'blind' act. He even wore light blue contacts to cover his bright red eyes. Just as Rose said, more hunters covered the street. However, Dave could not find the hunter he'd last scene Dirk with, the John copycat. Dave growled silently and kept walking. He decided to stop by Gamzee's shop and his gasped when he saw Gamzee with his arm in a cast.
"Gamzee, what happened?!" Dave asked as he walked over to the taller male.
"Man, I was all up and chilling after work and some motherf*ckering hunters came over and started bugging me. One was obviously drunk and he picked a fight with me…"
"It wasn't the same one was it?"
"Naw. Actually, that one was the one who got between us and helped me to the hospital. Felt motherf*cking awkward though…"
"You… You're on pills aren't you?" Dave asked raising a brow. Gamzee grinned a bit and nodded.
"Yup. Hurts like a bitch." Gamzee explained.
"That explains it. Well, think you can hold off on help for a while? I don't want John coming out in this until the whole situation has calmed down…"
"Of course! Kurbro has been helping these passed few days. I don't want any trouble."
Dave nodded. "Thanks man." Dave and Gamzee gave each other a fist bump before Dave walked out, taking another walk around to see just how many hunters were out. And to answer that, a LOT.
Dave returned to the hideout later that night to find everyone already asleep. He took his contacts out and took a look around, eventually spying John and Rose asleep against the wall. Dave chuckled and picked Rose up and carried her to bed, tucking her in before going to John and doing the same thing. Dave stared down at John before slowly taking John's glasses off his face for him and placing them beside his bed. "Sleep well, John…." Dave said before going to his own bed.