John waited patiently at the airport for his best friend. Gosh, he was still so damn amazed that the boy's brother had turned around so spontaneously and gave him those tickets! Dave didn't really give details about why his brother did that, or even suddenly began to care about him at all really, but he was happy for Dave. Not everyone was as lucky as John to have a loving father and a nice home and Father Son time. So what if he didn't really have a mom, he didn't feel like he ever needed one, or missed having one. It was just him and his dad and that made him happy.

The boy adjusted his glasses and took out his iPhone to check for a text, just in case Dave needed him to come find him. This was the right terminal, though. He was sure of it! So instead of checking his texts, he found himself checking in his camera's mirror-side to adjust his hair and glasses. He was a bit nerdy...he supposed...he hoped that didn't put Dave off or anything!

John was SO excited to finally see Dave, though. He was such a cool kid and John looked up to him SO much! Man it was going to be so awesome, he just couldn't keep himself still.

The boy was still face first in his phone fixing his hair when Dave walked off the boarding gate.

Dave was certain he'd spotted John before John had spotted him as it seemed the boy was preoccupied with his reflection. Dave smirked, casually passing john and sitting in the chair next to him. He leaned against his arm rest with his chin in his palm, watching the oblivious boy.

There were too many people to actual single Dave out if John wasn't looking. Dave smirked at this thought and took the time to actually study john's face...he was so beautiful...the trip had been worth it.

"Hey, uh...you got the time?" he asked, smirking lightly as he leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms. Would John recognize his voice without all the Skype interference?

John blushed, visibly as he noted in his reflection, and nearly dropped his phone as he fumbled with it and turned to face the voice.

...He was here.

Dave Strider was sitting right NEXT to him voice and all in contact with his body and...Those stunning shades and the blond hair... He was even wearing the pair he had sent him, rather than that silly anime pair his brother made him wear as a kid.

"...A little after six, you're late." He tried on a smile but he felt tears coming despite how happy he was. His best friend in the whole world, literally the fucking world, was right here... He could reach out and touch him, hug him, darn it no homo but he could KISS him right now!

Dave grinned a little and reached up to the boy's face to thumb away a tear gently. "Hey, you really gonna cry cause I'm a little late?" he asked chuckling. He pulled his shoulders up in the form of a 'cool kid' shrug.

He leaned in, letting one of his arms fall around the boy, embracing him in a bro hug. "It's good to see you Egbutt." he chuckled, pulling away to give the boy another once over. He was a lot shorter than Dave had though. Yeah, he knew he was short, but damn.

He smirked lightly, picking the boy up and slinging him over his shoulder. It was too ironic to exist. "Come on! Let's go get my luggage." he told his friends.

"D-Dave! Dave let me down!" He choked out, sniffling a little and pushing against the taller boy's shoulder. This was mostly for show, though. John actually sort of...liked this? No, not liked it... He just liked seeing Dave so happy and expressive for once.

Over Skype, Dave always seemed really distant, but interested. As if he was trying to either hide something or keep himself from thinking about something. He was never fully HERE... like he was right now. John still couldn't believe it.

Before John could realize he was hugging Dave around the shoulders in a hug, he was being let down to the ground by the luggage belt, watching Dave gather his bags. John quickly made his way over to help. "I was perfectly capable of walking, Strider." He joked, biting his lip and reaching for a familiar batman backpack he recognized from the background of Dave's room.

"D-Dave! Dave let me down!" He choked out, sniffling a little and pushing against the taller boy's shoulder. This was mostly for show, though. John actually sort of...liked this? No, not liked it... He just liked seeing Dave so happy and expressive for once.

Over Skype, Dave always seemed really distant, but interested. As if he was trying to either hide something or keep himself from thinking about something. He was never fully HERE... like he was right now. John still couldn't believe it.

Before John could realize he was hugging Dave around the shoulders in a hug, he was being let down to the ground by the luggage belt, watching Dave gather his bags. John quickly made his way over to help. "I was perfectly capable of walking, Strider." He joked, biting his lip and reaching for a familiar batman backpack he recognized from the background of Dave's room.

Dave slung a few of his bags over his shoulder and followed John out of the airport and to his car. He grinned widely, shoving his luggage in the trunk and joining John up front. "Damn man, I forgot your dad pitched in for your sweet ride." he chuckled.

He didn't have a car or at least not yet...but he'd rather have had this trip than a car anyway! He chuckled, staring at john's profile as he drove. Damn, it was so real now...he could touch him and yet...he felt sort of...untouchable still.

Dave swallowed hard, trying to remove the lump in his throat as he stared out the window. He was nervous? Why the fuck did he feel so nervous?

John smiled warmly as he drove them, trying his best to focus on the road and not on the boy beside him who only a day ago was an online-friend. Granted, his best friend, but still it was just so unreal...

"Heh, well you know my dad... He wanted me to have that whole '16th birthday car' deal." He chuckled, taking a breath before turning into his driveway. "Oh, um, Dave?"

Dave snapped his eyes away from the scenery outside to his best friend. "Yeah?" he asked. He couldn't help his eyes from taking in every inch of john. From his windblown black hair to his dorky buck teeth.

Fuck, it was so nerdy and adorable and Dave could hardly keep himself still.

John stole a peek at Dave after his car was parked safely in his driveway. "Um, we don't have much space in our house so we'll both be staying in my room...okay?"

Dave stared at the boy for a moment and chuckled, "That's cool dude." he said, shrugging his shoulder like it was no big deal. He was thankful for his glasses, which hid his eyes. They would be a big give away to how excited he actually way to be sharing a room (and possibly a bed) with John fucking Egbert. That cute motherfucker.