-*Daves POV*-
I led John down multiple hallways to get to my room. It's pretty extravagant. And by extravagant I mean it's bigger than it needs to be; tis' the way of rich people. "You ready to see this masterpiece?" I said to John. He nodded as I opened the door. "Okay so to start this off I'm going to point to the stuff you can't touch." I brought my arms up in a big gesture. "You can't touch anything but my bed. Mostly because that is where you will be sitting this whole time." John huffed then had a realization "Hey! Your rooms red too!" I shook my head no. "Actually John, this shade is considered blood orange. Sorta like the bright crayons in crayola boxes that have the bright red tip but a dark orange paper around it. That's my room."
"You're a dork."
"No, I'm cool."
"You wish."
"ANYWAYYY." I said. "I figured I'd just pop in a movie since you aren't aloud to get up from my bed. What do you watch?" Johns face lit up. "I love movies! My favorite actors are Nicholas Cage and Matthew MConaughay. But I also dabble in a little Bill Murray." I stared blank faced and said "Okay but I was kind of asking what movie you wanted to watch not how many male actor posters you make out with." He blushed a bit and said "Oh uh.....do you have Little Monsters?" I nodded and began playing it on Netflix. I'm rich and I live in the 21st century I don't have DVDs or a DVD player. It's. Not. Normal. Anyway I sat down next to john and we began ruining our eyesight by sitting in the dark staring at a giant bright screen. Many things happened but the worst of all was yet to come.
I stared in horror as Fred Savage downed a bottle of what he though was apple juice. It was actually blue Howie Mandel pee. Blue. HES BLUE. I don't understand movies and I sure don't understand John. Kids obsessed with blue people who have horns. And I'm obsessed with watching him while he sleeps apparently because that's exactly what I'm doing. Yknow I've never noticed that his eyelashes are longer than his sisters before. I took this time to look at his features. He had a small amount of freckles up his nose and across his cheeks. His hair was pretty dark, but not as dark as a turned off TV or something. His hair was also kind of wavy? It sticks up in a lot of places but his bangs just kind of swerve across. When he sleeps his buck teeth stick out- probably because of his overbite. The kid was just so awkward and cute laying there that I couldn't help myself. I brought his hand up to my face and kissed it before laying him across my bed and leaving the room to let him rest. I'll just sleep in a different room now. Who does he think he is jacking my room and my bed. Whatever.
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Fanfiction(Art credit ikimaru on tumblr) Aight so this is like a JohnDave richstuck sort of thing. I know it's like a thing where John and Jade are siblings and like they're related to Jake and Jane, but we're just gonna keep nanna and Jane and popop and jake...