song for this chapter;
you do - jaz karis
~~~YOUR POV
you are daveed were back in sync, he came over after teaching everyday and hung out. it was nice to finally be with someone, the loneliness was slowly fading away and it felt great.
you would take a second everyday to let the sun hit your face and body, you started to actually take care of yourself which was all because of daveed.
"spa niiiiiight!" you sang, you walked into daveed's house.
he poked his head out of office and gave a sad smile, "marking is taking way long then expected, two minutes?"
"take your time, i'll let the dogs out." you placed the supplies on his counter and called clyde and soccer over.
the dogs and jumped around and barked, you let them out and they found that same patch of grass and began to roll around.
clyde and soccer had gotten really chummy with each other, daveed typically watched them when he took the out and he definitely took them on longer walks. clyde never really had dog friends before, your parents didn't have dogs and when you took him to the dog park clyde always went in the corner, his tail between his legs, shaking.
you had rescued clyde from the a shelter, he was the rut of the litter and bounced around for a while because clyde wasn't really the happiest dog and people wanted a dog for their kids and clyde wasn't good around kids. he didn't bite but he'd get scared of them.
since clyde found you he became extremely attached, scared of letting go. he laid outside you door when you worked and sometimes cried which made you cave and bring him in, he'd jump on your lap which would hurt but you didn't care. the fact that clyde was getting along with soccer who is an extremely hyper dog and trusts daveed was a insane; you were proud.
clyde would get spooked from soccer sometimes because soccer loved to jump and play where clyde was more of a tug-a-war kind of player.
"hey, all done." daveed stuck his head out, "let's get our spa on!"
"clyde! soccer!" they both ran in and jumped on his couch, you both let them on the couch in either home.
you walked into his bedroom and daveed quickly fixed his bed, it was extremely messy and far from made, you just laughed and started sifting through the products.
"we got masks, lip scrubs, and serums." you placed them all out and daveed walked around and looked at all of them.
he picked his mask and you picked yours, "sunshine, i-... i don't know how to put this on." he rubbed the back of his neck.
you brought him to the bathroom and stood in front of him, "ugh... you're too tall." you led him back to the bedroom and pointed to the bed.
"lay back," you nodded.
"what?" he sat up straighter.
"lay back, and i'll straddle you." you shrugged.
"what?"
"are you deaf?" you shook your head.
he got quiet and laid back on the bed, his hands rested on his abdomen. he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, what is he on about?
you grabbed a brush because the mask he chose was in a pot, you threw one leg around him and as if it was out of habit he grabbed your hips, then he quickly let go.
"sorry." he spat out.
"i really don't care." you shrugged and opened the mask.
he slowly moved one hand on his chest and lightly drummed his fingers, his other hand was gently placed on the lower part of your thigh; closer to your knee.
you leaned forward and slowly started to put on his mask, he kept his eyes closed but his hand that was touching your thigh started to move. his thumb swayed back and forth.
you leaned back which caused daveed to take a deep breath in through his teeth, "you good?" you asked as you got more mask on your brush.
"yep." his voice had a strain to it.
DAVEED'S POV
don't have a boner. don't have a boner. DONT HAVE A BONER!
YOUR POV
"and you're done!" you smiled and slowly got off, you turned to walk back into the bathroom but you glanced back to see his head slightly fall back and he let out a deep breath.
you quickly put on a face mask, it took less then a minuet. you came back in to see both dogs sniffing around the products and daveed sitting up straight.
"you okay?" you grabbed a lip scrub.
"ya," he smiled and nodded, "it's already drying."
you opened the lip scrub, "so you take this on your finger and you rub your lips with it, it will get off the dry skin, then you can lick it off."
DAVEED'S POV
i'm gonna get her back, "let me put yours on." i smirked and took the pot, i don't know if (y/n) was trying to give me a boner with the thing that just happened.
"oh, okay." she smiled and faced me, i was going to pull that same move but i thought that would be a little much.
i rubbed my middle finger around and got some on it, my other hand gently held her chin and she tipped her head up.
i took the finger and rubbed it on her bottom lip, i think my plan was backfiring because i was silently praying again.
her eyes closed which gave me a better chance of taking in her face, even with a mask. i took my time with this scrub so i could look at her more, she's so pretty.
my brain began to make a note of her face so it was more accurate when i would daydream, yes... i tend to think about her a lot.
her hair and they way it framed her face, with the time that was spent together i could tell what was a bad hair day and when she had styled it to her liking.
even with her eyes closed that was the only thing that stayed true in my dreams, the colour and the shape and everything about them just stuck with me, she's said she hated them because of the colour but i always cut that self hate off quick.
her nose, it was very cute. that one time she laughed so hard it actually scrunched up sent my heart flying. and that one time she got embarrassed because she accidentally snorted, that made fireworks shoot off in my brain.
"are you gonna give my top lip some love?" her angelic voice cut me off, she also opened her he's which made me sigh of happiness.
"s-sorry, zoned out." i worked on her top lip.
"what are you thinking about?" (y/n) asked.
if only i could just tell you, "nothing," i shrugged.
she slapped my arm, "no, i can tell you're deep in though, c'mon!" she edged me on.
"well-" the alarm for the masks went off, really?!
(y/n) leaned over to turn it off and we both got up to wash off, i splashed her a couple times but she only laughed and leaned into me.
we put on some serums and ended up watching a movie, my skin felt great.
"i should go home..." (y/n) said as the credits rolled, she took her head off my shoulder.
"...okay..." i sighed, "i had fun tonight." i smiled as she grabbed clyde and her products.
"me too, diggs." she said softly.
i waved from my door as she went up her steps, as she walked in i closed my door and let my head rest against it.
i'm madly in love with her...

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My Dear Melancholy (Daveed Diggs x reader)
FanfictionYou live in New York, editing director for the New York Times. Living in a tiny house with your dog Clyde. After a book gets delivered to the wrong house your neighbor Daveed Diggs extends the olive branch.