Musickind

A Homestuck Fanfiction

DaveJohn / JohnDave

Chapter Five

You are John Egbert and you have just given probably the best performance of your entire life. You felt really good about it, but after seeing Dave's face and the smile he had on, you felt extremely accomplished. After all, there was so much emotion on Dave's face! You were practically flipping the fuck out!

The curtains closed and you run towards your fitting room. You had already let your manager know to bring Dave over after the show was over. Gosh, your heart is beating pretty fast! You wonder if this was too weird after being away from each other for so long. But you're pretty sure it's okay. After all, you two were the best of friends back then! It shouldn't be weird! But you worry anyway. And it's too late to worry anymore, because ohmygod, he's coming through the door!

"Egbert," he said, failing to resist a smile. "That was the shit. Seriously, man. I'm honored to have my remix played by the famous John Egbert the hot shot pianist. In front of millions of people." You blush.

"Thanks, Dave! It was nothing really. The tune was pretty simple and I threw it together during the week in my spare time. I'm really, really glad you liked it! And I'm not famous!" You say, stretching your arms behind your head. "At least, not yet, I hope!"

"So now what? It's still pretty early," Dave says looking around for a clock, you suppose.

"Actually, it's, like, 9…" You say, pointing to the clock on your desk.

"Like I said, early. What do you want to do for fun? Hit some bars, get a couple of drinks?" He asks, crossing his arms. You smile, feeling nostalgic. It's like you two were never apart. You can't help but to admire the way Dave is always so charismatic. How he is always so confident.

"Actually, I don't drink. The last time I ever did was probably at… my wedding…" You trail off. Oh, darn. Now it's awkward again. AND it's your fault. AGAIN! Gosh, you are so dumb!

"Oh," Dave says, not really knowing what else to say. "How about just a walk around then? You're pretty tired anyway, right? Don't wanna get wasted when you've gotta work tomorrow." He puts his hands in his pockets. Is he wearing jeans?

"That sounds great!" So the two of you proceed outside. Luckily, it isn't as cold as it was last week! So there wasn't any dire need for any scarf. Your tux was fine enough. But… Dave seemed to be shivering slightly.

"Nah, I'm fine, man." He assures you, zipping up his jacket a bit. "You're just used to it 'cuz you're the Heir of Breath, remember. Wind powers." He flashes you a quick thumbs up before his hand retreats into his pockets once again.

"Ex-heir," you correct. "Did you… retain any of your powers?" You were hesitant about asking, because Rose had a pretty bad incident with some of her powers in the past. You, however, didn't notice much. Maybe a breeze or two in the house, but nothing too extreme. Dave shakes his head.

"Not particularly. I'll lose track of time, but that's a problem most people have anyway." He pauses for a moment. "Jade, on the other hand… is a different story."

Another awkward silence.

"Same here with Rose," you say, and you both look at each other, stopping for a moment. And in that moment, you both suspect you know what has happened. "I guess I'll tell you about it someday."

"Same," he replies, his breath forming a barely visible fog in the night. "When we're ready." You both nod, in mutual understanding. In practically no time at all (was that Dave's unintentional influence?) you both find your way back to the concert hall.

"Do you need a ride home, Dave?" You ask once you're both inside. Dave had mentioned earlier in the week that he didn't own a car, so you had looked up the directions via bus for him. He shifts slightly, weighing the outcomes. "If you're worried about what I'd think, it's too late. I'm already judging you." He purses his lips even more.

"Fine," he agrees, over exasperating his sigh and slouched shoulders. He gives you his address and you input it into Google Maps. Where would the world be without Google?

You start feeling like you have déjà vu. Dave is making the same expression at your car as he did with your phone. You start to reconsider inviting him to your house later on… You car is a sleek, black, fancy (in the words of Dave) BMW that you bought after you got signed at the hall. It was your one and only indulgence. After that shenanigan, the two of you get in the car and make your way towards Dave's house. During the way over, you talk about how your lives have been, leaving out Rose and Jade, of course. That discussion is reserved for another time.

In no time yet again, you reach Dave's place. It's a quaint little apartment, but you're apparently not invited in. He says his thanks, promising to text you later on, gets out, and closes the door. You pull the window down and call after him, suddenly remembering something. He leans into the car to get a better view, and his head's slightly tilted so that you can just barely see those red eyes of his.

"Are you free next Sunday?" you ask. Actually, you aren't, but it's not a concert, so you're pretty confident you can cancel or reschedule. Dave ponders this for a moment.

"Damn right I'm free. This is America." He says. You have a feeling you've heard that line somewhere before… "Just kidding. Of course I'm free. Are you asking me out on another date?"

"It's not a date!" You say, tightening your grip on the steering wheel in embarrassment. Dave just responds with a sly smirk. "But it's another surprise!"

"Oh, goody, it's like every week is my motherfuckin' birthday!" He says. You're not sure if he's being sarcastic or ironic or whatever. "But seriously, yeah, you can count me in on anything. I have pretty much nothing else to do." With that, he gives you a final salute and heads into the building.

When he's as good as gone, you stay there for a few more minutes, wondering if this is going too fast. You just met each other again only last week, but you're practically spending every weekend together now! But you haven't really sensed any resentment or awkwardness from Dave. But that's just Dave being Dave. Then, you start worrying if he thinks you're showing off to him! Oh, no, that would be the worst! You don't want him to think you're trying to one up him. You'll make it up to him soon. You promise.

As you start your engine, you make a mental note to clear out all your Sundays from now on.