You are John Egbert, and you're hoping with all of your dead heart that the date will fix your fuck up.

"The fair's in town," you said, sitting on the couch. Dave just grunted, on his phone. "Do you want to go with me? Maybe?"

"Why should I? Fairs are boring."

"I don't know, I just.. I thought it would be fun.." You were getting discouraged with trying to fix your relationship. It was as if Dave didn't want it to be fixed. "Do you hate me? Are you just going to continue to basically ignore my existance? I'm siting here, trying to fix things, and you aren't letting me. Why? Why won't you let me fix things? Would you rather we just break up?" You were fed up. You let out all your thoughts, confused a hurting.

Dave sighed and stood up. "Fine, let's go to the fair." He didn't say anything about what you just said, and you were clearly scared that he did, in fact, want to break up. Because of your mess up, he was going to leave you.

You nodded and stood up, grabbing his hand hesitantly. You laced your fingers through his, smiling a little when he didn't pull away. "You know I love you, right? Like, I love you, and only you."

"Yeah, I know." Dave started walking out of the house, and you followed closely, closing and locking the door behind you. "I take it we're walking there?"

You nodded, hopping down the steps. "I figured we could walk, it seems nice out, and it isn't too far from here. Maybe 10 minutes."

Dave nodded and walked, not saying much more. He only commented on your hair, which was a mess. "Did you even brush your hair, Egderp? It looks like you just woke up." A little laugh escaped your lips, a smile spreading across your face at the endearing tone and nickname he used. It's been a while since he used Egderp. It's been John and Egbert lately. You never thought you'd be relieved to be called Egderp, but you were. Maybe things we're going to be okay after this.

You arrived at the fair, and paid for both of your tickets. The lady wrapped the pink all-day pass bracelet around Dave's slim wrists, and she did the same to yours. You walked around a little and went on a couple rides. Dave seemed really disinterested in everything, though. His eyes lit up once he saw the House of Mirrors though.

"Can we go in there?"

"The House of Mirrors?"

"Yeah."

"Why..."

"Because I like it." Dave released your hand and walked into the House of Mirrors, and you reluctantly followed him. You sighed as you were surrounded by different Daves, the mirrors covered in him. You, of course, had no reflection, and you felt lucky that no one else was in there with you.

"Dave, c'mon.."

"Come find me," he snickered, his reflections taking a sip of his drink, his oversized sweater hanging off his shoulders a little.

"Dave," you whined. "Come here, I don't like this." You were tense and uneasy, reaching your hand out to find where the mirror was and where an empty space was. You walked through, searching for Dave, but to no avail. You couldn't find the real one, always finding the reflection within your grasp instead. Frustrated, you exited at the end, and walked back through, trying to find him.

"Dave, this isn't funny, c'mon."

Again and again, you went through, checking each crevice, but he kept moving, and at one point, he disappeared altogether. You assumed he left, and you exited as well, looking around for him. He wasn't there. You glanced back into the House of Mirrors and groaned. He was back inside.

"Dave, you have got to be kidding me."

You exited once more, glancing at the sky. The clouds were gathering, and there was a flash of lightning, but no rain. You grimaced, glad that he wasn't able to see it. You entered again, hoping that it was the last time.

"Dave, I think it's gonna rain soon, can we go home?"

"Depends. Storm?"

"I saw lightning..." Your voice trailed off as you saw him dash out of the place. You quickly followed him, catching up as he stalled outside he door. You could hear him squeak as lightning lit up the sky, and a crash of thunder sounded. The rain slowly started to fall, you you grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the exit of the fair. You wanted to get home as soon as you could, so you could hold him close.

"John?" His voice was shaky. He held onto your hand tightly, fearfully glancing at the sky as the rain started to come down harder. "How much longer unt-" another round of thunder crashed, making him flinch and stop speaking.

"Until we're home? Not too long, baby. Don't worry." You arrived at the place where you needed to cross, and you looked both ways, the rain making things blurry. You and Dave ran across the street, and by the time you reached the other side, the sky opened up. It was no longer rain turning heavier. No, it was as if someone dumped a bucket from above. The rain blinded you, and you ran home, hand in hand with the boy beside you.

You stepped into the house, completely soaked. The two of you were dripping water everywhere. "C'mon, let's go get in dry clothes." You lead the way upstairs, the thunder and lightning becoming more frequent. After changing into clean clothing, Dave curled up on the bed under the covers. You crawled in beside him.

"Is this okay?"

He nodded, shifting closer to you. You wrapped your arms around the blonde and pulled him close, murmuring softly in his ear. "Dave, it's alright. Don't worry, I'm here."

You could feel him shaking like a leaf, and a squeak was released if the thunder was too loud. Ten minutes passed before you got up, losing the curtains and turning on the television. "Let's watch something, yeah?" Dave peeked out over the covers and looked up at you.

"Depends what we're gonna watch.."

"A movie. Any movie. Your choice."

"Can we watch a Disney movie?"

"Anything you want."

"The Jack Frost one?"

You nodded and picked it out, pressing play when the menu screen came up. Laying next to Dave, you both fell into silence, Dave in your arms, while Dave watched the movie. You, on the other hand, were paying attention to him, making sure to keep his mind off the storm raging on outside. Combing his hair with his fingers, leaving soft kissed on his cheeks, and cuddles, you did everything you could to make him feel safe.

Things were staring to look okay again between you two, and you had the storm to thank.