-Few Days Later-

Dave collapsed on John's bed and grinned. He enjoyed the cooler weather here. It wasn't as humid and hot as it was in Texas this time of year. He was genuinely thankful for that. He laughed mentally at the thought of Bro sweating to death in their apartment...fuck he missed Bro, but he'd see him again soon enough

The blonde boy grinned at John and chuckled, "Man...It's pretty amazing here. Even the weather is nice than in Texas. I don't ever want to go home." he exaggerated, hooking his hands behind his head as he let out a small content sigh.

John grinned and lay back on his shared bed with the boy, one arm falling casually over Dave's chest in exasperation. They'd become much closer over the past few days since the blond boy's nightmare-night a little less than a week ago, but neither of them had brought it up since. That, or the kiss. He wasn't sure why, honestly, but maybe it was just because they wanted to enjoy some time as best friends before anything went wrong in their...possible upcoming relationship.

John laughed and rolled onto his side, left arm propping his head up to face Dave. "Heh, yeah I bet its hot as Hell down in Texas huh?" He asked, as if it was really a question he didn't know the answer to. Maybe he should bring up what happened a few weeks ago soon... perhaps tonight...

Dave laughed at the question, "Dude, it's so fucking hot in Texas your sweat is sweating sweat. It's so hot in Texas even Nic Cage seems cool." he muttered, pushing the boy's arm off of him playfully.

"If that doesn't tell you how hot it is nothin' will." he muttered, smirking at his joke. He was proud of that one.

"You'll have to come see someday." he chuckled, sitting up and dangling his legs off the edge of the bed.

John grinned. "Heh... Your accent shows when you get really into something, you know that?" He laughed and looked away. "It's kinda cute too, like your eyes." He murmured quietly, sitting up as well and glancing at Dave. After seeing the boys eyes it was impossible to unseen them behind those shades of Dave's. He wanted to pull them off and kiss Dave so badly, kiss him again like a few nights ago.

Dave flushed and looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. Did he really have an accent? He hadn't even really noticed. He cleared his throat and looked down at his feet. Fuck, how was he supposed to respond to that? The answer was to not to. He opted to sit there and let silence engulf them slowly.

John smiled and looked back over at Dave. He was attractive, in a nerdy...self-conscious way. His blond hair fell in his face and those eyes complimented his features in a way he couldn't explain. "...I meant that, too." His smile became slightly softer as one of his hands found Dave's knee, rubbing it gently.

Dave felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment. He wasn't normally one to get a compliment, even if he did always fish for them in some form or another. "Thanks, uh..." he rubbed the back of his neck once more, averting his eyes. "I think you're cute too...in a...geeky way. " He muttered

"I was thinking the same thing about you, just nerdier…like...computers and stuff." He grinned, rubbing softly at the boy's knee. "Thanks, too... Hey, can we talk about what happened a few days ago? You know...the nightmare...and...Our kiss?" He smiled, looking upward.

John had always been the blunt one and at the moment Dave hated it. He cursed mentally and looked back towards his friend. "What about it?" he muttered, biting his lip. "It's done and over with right?" he asked, rubbing his arm.

John frowned, biting his lip. "Oh well Jeeze I hope it's not done and over with." He admitted, squeezing Dave's knee. "I mean I really thought...I dunno, maybe we had...something..." John scooted a bit closer to Dave, looking down at his hand on Dave's knee before looking back up at the boy's face. Was this flirting? This is how people flirt right? "We don't have to /talk/ about it, I mean there are other ways to discuss our feelings too, Dave~"

John leaned in a bit and kissed the boys cheek softly, pulling away to look at the blond. "Does that sound like something you'd be interested in Dave?"

Dave felt his heart skip a beat as john touched him...intimately. He grinned widely, trying to keep up his cool-kid façade. "Uh, yeah it does sound like something I'd be into." he chuckled, leaning in to place a kiss to the raven haired boy's cheek. Fuck, what were they doing. Was this a mistake? No, John wanted this and so did Dave...what could go wrong. Dave was just panicking

John blushed and leaned in to touch noses with Dave. "Have you liked me for a while or was this a spur of the moment decision?" The darker haired boy asked, pecking Dave's lips shyly despite his trying to be confident. Dave was so cool and calm...he could only hope to not fuck things up.

"I...I've liked you for a while...I even dropped some hints but you were too oblivious to see them. The only reason Bro bought me tickets is because he found out that I have a crush on you." he sighed, leaning in towards john's lips once again. They were so desirable, he wanted them against his once more.

The boy in black-rim glasses blushed a bit deeper, kissing Dave softly. "Oh wow really?" He murmured softly. His hands found Dave's and John slowly pulled himself into Dave's lap with a shy grin. "Your Bro has been awful nice to you lately, I'm glad. Without that I never would have been able to see you...or touch you or...or kiss you."

Dave could feel the heat building up against the bridge of his nose. He was silent for a moment before cupping the opposite's face to pull him into a deep, longing kiss. He moved to straddle John's lap properly, closing his eyes as they kissed.

John repressed the urge to let out an embarrassing whine and kissed Dave deeper. Oh wow Dave was gentle... Did Dave know he was this gentle? It felt amazing having someone hold your face like this, and having them kiss you this softly. "Mmn..." Fuck, damn it no weird noises John he'll think you're weird!

John gently pulled away and eased Dave onto his back. He wasn't sure how far he wanted to take this...or if Dave wanted to...but this was much more comfortable either way,

Before he knew it he was on his back, kissing John. Just like in his wildest day dreams. He let his fingers run through the boy's hair, digging in a little as he kissed the boy deeper. The sounds the black haired angel was making… Dave could only describe them as adorable. He pulled away from John's lips to kiss the corner of his mouth, trailing down to his collarbone.

John hovered over Dave and let the boy kiss his collarbone down to his neck. It felt absolutely unlike anything he had ever felt before and he wanted more of it. He couldn't explain what he was feeling other than just emphasizing how much MORE he wanted. Was it perverted of him to be thinking about that? How he wanted Dave to touch him and kiss him...other places? Technically they only just met...

"Ngh Dave..." John pulled away and smiled down at the blond, pushing some hair out of the boys' eyes.

Dave flushed, "Those noises you make are cute." he muttered. The Strider boy couldn't help but to wonder that if these were the noises he made with a few simple kisses...what kind of noises would escape when they went a little farther. The thought alone made his pants feel a little tightly. Shit, not already.

"John." he muttered, leaning back in to kiss the boy once more. He could feel his glasses bumping and rubbing against Johns and it was actually making it pretty difficult.

John reached up and took his own glasses off, tossing them onto the table shortly after coming to the same conclusion Dave had.

"You can leave yours on if you want, I'll understand I promise." John smiled knowingly, kissing his lovers lips again before moving to trace his hands down Dave's abdomen. He wasn't exactly buff, or even muscled at all really, but he was definitely strong. You could just tell by the way he carried himself that there was more here than just the scrawny body he lived in.

Dave had a pang of suspicion that maybe John wanted him to leave his glasses on. He didn't want to see his horrible, freak eyes while they were making out or if they went further...Maybe he should test it, but god he didn't want to scare john away.

No, he had to know.

Dave inhaled deeply, slowly, and pulled his shades off, tossing them on the table before looking at John. He couldn't help the faint blush across his cheeks that grew warmer by the second, or the growing issues downstairs just at the thought of naked eye contact without his shades. 'Fuck, I'm a weird little shit.'