A/N: Okay so just to let you all know, it's going to take me two to three days to get each chapter up. Sorry about that I guess I'm just a slow writer. And there's also school work to do and everything. But at least I'm taking my time and not rushing through this.

Dave pulled back with a smirk on his face. I could feel all the blood rush to my cheeks as I continued staring at him.

"Wh-what was—?" I started to ask as Dave chuckled and lifted my arm up so that my ice cream was in front of my mouth.

"Just finish your ice cream, you dork." With that, he started on his ice cream again as if nothing happened.

It didn't look like I was going to get an explanation, so I just listened to him and went back to finishing my ice cream. I still couldn't help but feel something was up with Dave. I also couldn't stop thinking about what he'd just done. His soft tongue and that warm breath… Oh god, what's going on with me? Dave and I got down to just the bare cones at the same time and scarfed them down.

"That was good. Thanks for the lunch, Dave," I smiled over at him as we got up from our seats. "I probably owe you now, don't I?" I chuckled.

"Of course not, Egderp. It's your birthday, after all. I'm not that big of a pretentious asshole," he chuckled as he playfully punched my arm.

I laughed with him and playfully pushed him back. We got back in the car and I started it again, turning to Dave in the passenger's seat.

"So what do you wanna do now?" I asked him, feeling giddy.

"Well, I wouldn't mind you showing me around. I mean, it is my first time here."

"There's not a lot of exciting places here, but I can show you my favourite spot?" I offered.

"That sounds cool." He sat back and buckled his seatbelt.

I followed suit and did the same, putting the car in drive and heading to the location.

~Time skip~

Dave and I sat next to each other in the grass next to the river in my favourite park. Since no one ever came to this area of the park, it was my go-to place when I needed to get out of the house. It was a really peaceful spot where I could just do my homework or think about things. Funny thing is, I had been going there to think about Dave a lot around that time. Now he was sitting in the very same place. It made my heart flutter for reasons I didn't understand.

I looked over to my best friend. He was so close to me. Our bodies were almost touching. Why am I feeling these strange things? What's going on with me?

"Hey, John?" Dave says out of nowhere, staring down at me.

"Yeah, Dave?" I could feel my face heat up under his stare.

"I like it here." He chuckled softly. "I mean, with you. Otherwise, it would just be some lame park. But this is nice. I'm really glad I decided to come here. And I'm glad you're not as lame as I expected you to be in person." He nudged me and I laughed.

"And I'm glad you're not as much of a complete jerk as I thought you'd be in person." I nudged him back. "And I really am glad you came. I would have never expected it, but here you are. I'm still wondering if I'm dreaming or not."

"Oh, trust me. I'm the real deal." He pounded his fist against his chest as if that proved everything.

I chuckled and leaned back against my elbows. Dave still followed me with his eyes and eventually we were both lying on the ground next to each other, looking up at the sky.

"That cloud really looks like a dick," he said, pointing to the cloud.

"That is does, Dave. That it does." There was a long pause before I chirped in, "Please don't be making up some stupid rap about clouds and them being shaped like dicks."

"Hey, it was gonna be pretty good!" he complained. "But fine, suit yourself." He tuned his head and stuck his tongue out at me.

I smiled and looked back up at the sky. Not too long after, I heard soft snoring and found Dave sleeping next to me. My chest tightened at the sight of his peaceful face. I ignored it and the urge to curl up with him. Probably just jet lag. He needs to rest. I picked him up –he was surprisingly light—and carried him back to the car where I buckled him in. I drove us back to the house and by the time we arrived, Dave had woken up.

"Dammit, did I pass out on you?" he asked as we unbuckled.

"Yeah, but it's okay. I know you gotta be tired from the trip here." I closed my door and headed up to the house.

"Just a bit," he agreed as he followed my lead. "Sorry if I'm acting lame, Egbert."

"Not at all! Maybe a little dorky, but I like it. You're still cool no matter what, Dave."

I didn't catch the flustered look on his face as I headed to the fridge to get us drinks. Nor did I really realize what I'd just said.

"C'mon, let's go get you situated!" I said with a huge grin as I handed him a box of apple juice and pulled him up the stairs.

A/N: I'm sorry if John and Dave seem so ooc ;-; I'M SO SORRY but I'm trying to work on it. Also, thank you all for the love I've been getting for this story. I'm not giving up on it, so don't you worry your pretty little heads