A/N: So i've been looking at other a/n's, and I realized that they're all bolded. I hope I wasn't doing it wrong before hehehe
So anyway
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EB: dave.
EB: dave come on.
EB: daaaaaave.
EB: stop being a pussy and answer me.
TG: jesus fuck john
TG: i was in the shower
TG: calm your tits
EB: why were you taking a shower at 2 in the morning?
EB: but anyway.
EB: dave what the hell dude.
EB: you can't just like, do that and walk away.
TG: well sorry for wanting to be clean dude
TG: i dont know about you but i got a shit ton of grass in my boxers
TG: do what
EB: take off your shades for the first time EVER and then say it wasn't fair that you didn't kiss me during spin the bottle.
TG: oh that
TG: well i didnt really want to know what you were going to say about my eyes
TG: and as for the spin the bottle shit
TG: i felt bad that the only thing you got was ten billion kisses from vriska
EB: oh.
EB: well concerning your eyes, they were gorgeous dave. i don't know what you're talking about.
TG: pff
TG: youre blind
TG: my eyes are creepy as fuck
EB: i like them.
TG: why man
EB: because they're yours.
TG: ...
EB: and uh.
EB: because they're just pretty cool!
EB: gotta go to bed.
EB: night Dave!
TG: john...
Smooooth John. So very smooth. I covered my face with my hands, throwing my glasses down onto my desk. Nice. He doesn't like you, he likes Karkat. You stupid stupid stupid boy. I mumbled absently to myself, typing out another reply.
EB: what.
TG: im an asshole you know
EB: yeah.
EB: sometimes.
TG: i kind of lied to you about something
TG: i dont even know why i did
TG: just me being an asshat i guess
EB: what do you mean?
TG: i lied about liking karkat
TG: i just wanted to see your reaction to me being gay and liking a guy and whatever
TG: just thought id let you know
EB: …..thanks.
TG: youre not mad right
TG: i mean i know I fucked up
TG: but its not that bad right
Mad. Pffff. Mad. This was the best news I had ever gotten.
EB: dude.
EB: why would i be mad?
EB: no dave, i'm not mad.
TG: aight good
TG: well now that i got that off my chest
TG: good fucking night egbert
EB: wait dave!
Inhale, exhale.
TG: sup dude
EB: …so, you don't like anyone?
EB: i mean like.
EB: not like i care or anything.
EB: just curious.
TG: well yeah, i actually do
TG: but id really rather not talk about that right now
TG: is that okay
EB: are you actually giving me the option to say it's not okay?
TG: guess not
TG: never mind
TG: i dont want to talk about it
TG: can i go to bed now
EB: yeah.
EB: goodnight dave.
TG: night kid
Wow. I hadn't expected that at all. After shedding a few tears of relief, I closed my laptop and slept until noon the next day.
For the first week of July, my dad took me on a Disney cruise! It was awesome for two days, and then all I could think about was how much I wished Dave was there with me. Suddenly going down the waterslide by myself wasn't fun anymore. When I finally got back, I was greeted by Dave standing outside my house with open arms and a genuine smile. I don't ever think I ran to anyone faster in my whole life.
Then summer until August was uneventful. I had a small job at a summer camp, which only occupied me for a week, and let me tell you, it was NOT fun. Spending a week as a counslor for 30 snot-nosed six-year-olds made for a pretty sucky time. I wasn't paid nearly enough. Dave was away in New York for half the summer at camp, leaving me to sit by myself on my ghostbuster's pogo ride in the back yard. Summer honestly made me realize that I needed more friends.
When Dave finally came back, I was ecstatic. We spent every second together for a week straight. Then Dave went to California. The excitement of Dave being back home instantly deflated as I watched him pack his bags, getting ready to leave for another two weeks. I didn't know how I would survive.
"Dave… please don't go. Or at least take me with you." I knew that I was pouting, desperately holding back tears as he shoved the last of his clothes into his suitcase.
"John, come on. I already asked my bro if you could come and he said no. I promise I'll call you and video chat you and message you every single second, okay?" He took both of my hands, looking into my eyes through his shades. "It'll be just like you're right there with me."
"It's not the same, though." I frowned harder, my bottom lip sticking out a little more. "It's not fair, Dave. You left for like, ever." He chuckled and gave me a soft smirk, leaning down to kiss my forehead. I blushed, looking away and clearing my throat.
"I'll be back soon, really."
"Is kissing me going to become a regular thing, Dave?" As soon as I said it, I wished I could take it back. I could see him tense, his pokerface back in place.
"…no, I guess not. Only if you want it to be." He let go of my hands, turning around to grab his suitcase.
"Wait, Dave!" I grabbed his shoulder, trying to spin him back around to face me. He complied, putting one of his hands on my cheek.
"Yeah?"
I grabbed his shades and took them off his face, laying them gently on his bed before wrapping my arms around his waist and burying my face in his chest.
"Hurry back, okay?"
"Of course."
It almost felt like the end of the world watching him drive away to the airport.