You know that awkward moment when you are looking at someone, and they turn around to see you gawking at them? Well this moment is about 20 times worse. Its even more awkward than your guardian walking in on you masturbating. Yeah, it's that bad.

The first thing that's wrong with this scenario, is that your mouth is gaping at him. Second, you still haven't let go of his hand even though it's been like 10 seconds already. Third, he's starting to raise an eyebrow, and holy fuck he is very attractive. And worst of all- you're beginning to develop gay feels for this stranger.

"Hey uh, John? Can you let go of my hand?"

You're suddenly brought back to your senses, and you let go of his warm grasp. You let out a fake chuckle to try to break up the awkward tension. The only thing it does is make the situation worse.

"Sorry about that Dave...aha-haha-ha..."

He smirked at your nervousness, and damn it was probably the most sexy smirk in the world. Considering smirks aren't supposed to be sexy-wait, what the fuck? [Why am I ranting about John being turned on by a smirk...i dunno I'm weird. Anyways back to the story!]

"Like what you see Egbert?"

His voice remained monotone, and he kept on a cool facade at all times. Where as you were blushing profusely like a yaoi fangirl watching two hot guys playing firetruck. [if you read the EriSol fanfiction you would understand.]

You immediately try to change the subject so you won't have to speak the truth and embarrass yourself even more than you have already.

"So um anyways, this is Gamzee. He works here too."

You gesture your hand toward him, and he salutes to Dave with two fingers.

"Nice to meet you motherfucker. Tavros works here too, but he's staying home today. He can't walk without limping."

Gamzee gave you a wink. You recall Tavros going over to Gamzee's house, and that's exactly where you cut off your train of thought. The conversation was kept to a minimum between the three of you until Gamzee finally went to the second level of the store to do god knows what. And Dave spoke up.

"So John, what do you want me to do?"

Well, there's a lot of things you want him to do that don't exactly relate to work in the slightest. [Waggles eyebrows] But, you're not even sure if he likes you. You don't even know if he's attracted to boys! Anyways, with your dirty thoughts aside, you get back to serious buisness.

"Well, first I want you to work at the register. I'm going to stay by your side though, just to make sure you're not messing anything up."

"Alright."

You pull up an extra chair by the register and sit in it with Dave at your side. You show him how to work it (not intended to be dirty), and he learns quickly. About six people came in. Only two of them who actually bought something, while the other four were fucking around with the instruments. Since it's 12:30, it's time for your lunch break. You don't normally actually eat at lunch break, but you go to the room with the piano. You've known how to play ever since you were 7, and you never got tired with it. You sat down on the bench and you began to move your fingers across the keys smoothly without any mistakes. The song you were playing was one of your favorites. It's called Echo by Jason Walker.

Dave's P.O.V

You were about to walk out the front door to get a cappuccino, when you suddenly heard a beautiful noise coming from the store. It was the steady notes of a piano. You followed the noise to a room with a large black piano. You recognized the person seated in front of it. The cute dork who seemed extremely flustered to even look at you, was making the most melodious music you have ever heard. You leaned against the door frame silently and watched the magic happen in front of your eyes. Even though you have only known him for four hours, it seems you have known him for years.

Those hours eventually turned into days. The two of you became good friends, and you think he is getting cuter everyday. He was playing the piano, as he did every day at lunch break. You walk over and sit on the bench, startling him a little.

"Oh hey Dave! What's up?"

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to see a movie with me or something."

His eyes lit up and he smiled widely. It made you want to smile too, but you don't smile. Striders don't smile. So you just smirked.

"Like on a date?!"

"Yeah, I was hoping."

"Of course I will! When is this date going to occur?"

"How about Friday?"

"Yeah that sounds fun!"

John's P.O.V

You think you're dreaming... you might be-but you don't want to be. The person who you find extremely attractive, just asked you out on a movie date. Of course you said yes, but you think you said yes a little too perky. Oh well! Who the fuck cares, you are going on a date with Dave motherfucking Strider. You're life is beginning to be perfect. Maybe a little too perfect.

"But John, just so you know. By the end of the date, you'll be absolutely in love with me."

Well, fuck. You're beginning to think you already are.

Friday came by slowly, and right now you're at home, putting on cologne because you want this date to go by perfectly. A couple days ago, you gave Dave your phone number and you just recently texted him your address. He said he will be over shortly to pick you up. You finish freshening up when you hear a knock at your door. You quickly jog over to it and open it up. You see Dave, and yourself in his mirror shades. He is wearing his usual choice of clothes [which I don't feel like describing because I'm too lazy. So they're both wearing clothes. You get to pick.]

"You ready?"

"Yep. What movie are we watching?"

"Narnia."

"But that movie sucks."

"Exactly."

You are in the movie theater, and the movie is starting. Dave suggested to sit in the back away from everyone. You get past at least thirty minutes of the movie, before you realize Dave is staring at you. You look at him as well, and the gap between the two of you begin to close. Your lips meet and the kiss is passionate, and slow. You feel his tongue against your lips, and you open them giving him access to your mouth. His tongue is warm against yours as you both begin to fight for dominance. The movie is long forgotten as everything starts to heat up. You quickly remember you need to breathe and you pull away panting quietly. Fuck you oxygen.

You feel his hand on yours as he gets up. He comes closer and whispers in your ear. His breath is hot against your ear and it feels nice.

"Let's finish this at my house."

You are at a loss of words, and your voice is caught in your throat so you just nod in agreement. You both walk out hand in hand and get to his car. You both get in and he drives away quickly. You arrive at his home and you barely get through the front door, before you both are attacking each others mouths again. This time it's just full of hunger and it's hot. He closes the door and he walks over to the couch without breaking the kiss. You quickly straddle his waist and put your arms around his neck. His hands settle on either side of your hips, as you grind down on his lower half, inflecting a moan from both of you. You are in complete bliss, and you barely notice the clicking sound.

Then, the whole world freezes as you realize the door is open, with a man with a camera strapped around his neck walking in taking in the scenery.

"God dammit Dave-you couldn't wait until I got the camera ready could you."

Oh shit...