Dirk's P.O.V.
I walked through the front door, carrying a bunch of bags. "Dave. Dude come help me." The house was silent. "Dave!" Still no answer. I looked around after i set the bags down. There was a bundle of blankets on the futon. I slowly crept up to the futon, jumping on the form. Dave screamed and i fell over laughing. "Not funny Bro!" Dave plowed under the blankets again. "Dave. What's wrong?" "Nothing." Came the muffled reply. I got up and sighed. "How was your boyfriend?" Dave stood up quickly. "He's not my fucking boyfriend!" I just shrugged and went back to the kitchen. "Did you guys kiss?" Dave blushed dark. "Dirk! Damn it! Stop it!" "Nah." Dave stormed to his room. "Tomorrow is the start of break right?" I heard Dave flop on the bed. "Yeah. So?" I grinned. "Got somethin' for ya."
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Dave The Maid (under renovations)
FanfictionIm too lazy for a better title. This is sorta based off a rp i did with a friend on kik. Hope ya like it. This is the 'im sorry for not writing' story i was talking about. So. Since you all like the Ereri BDSM story (which im sorry for not updating...
