Dave's Red Eyes

Valentines Fluff

[A/N: know I missed Valentines Day, but I figured why not? So, here ya go. Sorry this is a short chapter.]

Daves POV:

It's been a few weeks since you two have kissed, and man are you proud to say that John Egbert is your boyfriend. Well, you would be, but you don't really want this getting out quite yet, with all of the homophobes in your school and all. Plus, you wouldn't want this information getting to a certain father because John is kind of in the closet with the cake-obsessed man, and the entirety of the human race except for you.

To be honest, you're practically floating on air and time comes to a halt when you're with him. Even Dirk can see that something has been on your mind, and he's teasing you about you having a crush. Either he knows that it's a boy that's captured your heart, or that he's forgotten that some people are actually straight, but for some reason he keeps prodding you and asking who the lucky guy is. You tend to sip on your AJ and ignore his presence when he does this.

Speaking of Dirk, he and Jake have made a wedding date for sometime that's actually very soon. They don't want it too big, or too fancy, but they still want it to be pretty hella. Despite them actually wanting a wedding, it's been fairly clear to them that they both have no idea what a wedding is like, and had envisioned extremely catastrophic ideas that are too stupid to even mention what those ideas were. Those certain ideas of theirs were thrown away when they asked their friends for help.

Enough of those two lovebirds for now. Right now, it's Friday and for fucks sake the whole school has gone crazy. For starters, couples everywhere are kissing, and you have yet to see any sign of another homosexual couple. Then, in first period, the teacher was forced to give out paper hearts on a string and passed them out to guys. If a guy were to talk to a girl, he'd have to give her the heart. Once your heart was given to you, you nearly ripped it to shreds, but then decided that it would be a cool action to place it over your boyfriends head as you meet him in the lunchroom.

There is also chocolate and candy and cards and flowers everywhere. You think John might puke from all of the sweets around, but you wouldn't mind having some yourself.

And those are the few horrors of Valentines day. Or at least, the school day before Valentines day.

You make it until lunch without having to give your stupid paper heart away, and as you suspected, John was already sitting at the lunch table. You stride over to him, take your heart off your neck, and place it on his head. You don't exactly place it around his neck like you would want to, but seeing as you haven't told your friends of your new development you keep it as casual as you can. Across the table from you, Rose gives you and John a slight eyebrow wiggle and you begin to feel a little violated. It's like she knows. Or maybe it's like she ships you, but you can still get this feeling like she knows. You manage to keep a straight face and act like you're confused by her wiggle.

Your seat at lunch is right next to John, and you make a point to sit as close as you can as you attempt to interlock some part of your hands together.

The next day is in fact the day of love. You started off this morning by laying in bed and trying to convince yourself to go back to sleep, but instead you managed to lay awake for an hour before getting fed up with your feeble attempt to go back to the happiness that is called sleep. You walk over to your laptop and plop your ass down in your chair and log onto Pesterchum. John's online, probably on his phone.

-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] at 11:53 --

You crack your fingers to get them moving and you begin to type.

TG: hey egbert

EB: hey dave :B

You grin at his silly emoticon.

TG: happy v-day from one hella awesome boyfriend to the next

EB: oh yeeeeaaaahhh

You wait a moment.

EB: happy valentines day to you too dave

TG: please

TG: today i am not dave

TG: today i am the fucking lovemaster

EB: haha wow just

EB: wow

You only realize what time it is when Dirk comes in to make sure you're still alive about two hours later, dressed up in a tux and holding a bouquet of roses as if he had been practicing giving them to Jake. "Yo, Dave, get you're fucking lazy ass out of bed!" He yells as he opens your door. The surprise on his face to see that you had actually not fallen asleep again was visible, even through his anime shades. He quickly pulled himself together. "So you're up?" He leaned against the door frame. Your computer makes a noise signifying that John has replied.

"Yeah." You say, your eyes glancing at the screen to read what John has said.

"Well, it's almost two. Are you going to eat food or starve for the day?"

"I'll just eat whatever's for dinner." You reply to Dirk as you begin typing back to John.

"I'm not going to be here for dinner. I'm going out with Jake tonight, remember?" Once you didn't reply, your brother instantly becomes curious. "Who are you even talking to anyway?" He begins walking over to you.

You hide the screen. If he knew that John was who you were talking to for hours on end, he would definitely come to the conclusion that you're dating. Especially since it's Cupids day.

"Dave, move." He makes his hand do a swiping motion, and you're standing there, covering the screen with your body awkwardly.

"Dave, stay." You say, glaring at him with a pout on your lips.

Dirk just shakes his head and turns. "Tell John I said happy Valentines Day!" He called as he walked away.

You stand there, gazing after your brother with fright, confusion, some amazement, and more fright. How the ever fucking hell did he find out about that? Was that a guess? A shot in the dark? Was he just kidding with you? Or did he actually know by stalking you or something? 

You shake  your head, and agree with your subconscious that Dirk shouldn't have that much control over your thoughts. For now you ignore your weeabo of a brother, and you continue texting your boyfriend in blue until the late hours of the night have come and gone, a smile on your face as you pass out from lack of sleep in your computer chair, with the Pesterchum log still open until the laptop eventually shuts itself down, but not before John got a few last words in.

EB: dave? daaaavee???

EB: dave are you even alive right now

EB: well i guess thats a no

EB: soooooo

EB: happy valentines day from your hella awesome boyfriend :B

-- ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 5:52 --

--ectoBiolgist [EB] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 5:52 --

EB: pssst just so you know

EB: if we ever have a daughter her name will be casey

-- ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 5:53 --