Each Touch

It's all for Irony

"I sense there to be something wrong." said Aradia as she looked at John who was still dazed by Dave's actions the previous day.

"Ah- Not so wrong...Just unexpected." replied John as he rubbed his eyes to snap out of it.

The pale teen leaned back in her seat as she wondered what could be bothering John, certainly he had no enemies that she knows of, even Vriska is on his good side. He has a fairly good lifesyle as far as she could tell; a best friend, good father, good grades. A love interest though, that's something that was missing, though is it really mandatory? People can get on with life without a person of romantic interest, so maybe John can...?

"Unexpected, pray tell?" she questioned.

"Ahh..." he trailed as he tried to think of a way out of this, telling anyone that he's still thinking about the kiss Dave gave him would be too embarrassing, "Just...Just a little prank pulled on me. Didn't expect it to hit me so hard and for so long."

"A prank huh, well better get them back." chuckled Aradia.

Yeah...Yeah a prank, a good ol' prank should help him get back in order. Now what to pull? There wasn't any good pranks to pull when you've decided to pull one when all your stuff is at home. John sighed as he leaned back in his seat, he really wanted to prank Dave now; it's been a while since he did a prank on the cool kid. His train of thought wandered as the ride to school continued, Aradia looking out the window recollecting her own thoughts.

"Have a good day John." waved the Asian girl as she walked off once they were at school.

"You too!" beamed John as he went down his usual route to his locker.

John squeezed through the crowd of people to get to his locker, gossip and stories thrown about in which John took note of. You never know when you might need the information. He opened his locker and set his lunch in with a few other papers and folders, grabbing out a few in replace of them in the process. The paper which held the sketch of the graveyard slipped out of the locker, floating out only to be stepped on by a red colored converse.

"Drop something." said the voice as he picked it up.

"Huh? Oh- I didn't know it slipped out." said John, "Thanks Dave. If I would have lost this we'd be in trouble."

"Fuck ton of trouble."

As usual, they stayed by the lockers and chatted. The kiss on the cheek faded back into John head and he tripped over his thoughts, he forgot about it! Dave was going on with his business as if nothing happened though, so why was he so worked up, it should be nothing to him as well.

"L-Let's get to class, we're going to yours." said John as he started to walk.

Dave arched and eyebrow but shrugged, going on to catch up with John. Yesterday's kiss was still on his mind as well, a small regret tingling at the back of his mind. Was it too soon to go for the cheek? Maybe he should have stuck to the knuckles. Scenarios rolled out throughout his head as he bit his lower lip subconciously, what if one of those came true? What would happen to their friendship?

"Dave?"

Snapping back to reality, he shook his head as he looked at John who was in front of his first hour classroom. The other was looking up with him with those doe blue eyes magnified by his black framed glasses, his buck teeth peaking through his pale pink lips. It's so tempting to steal a kiss right now, but he held back.

"Yeah?"

"...Have a good day." said John as he went in for a hug, standing on his toes to rest his head on the other's shoulder.

He stood there, his eyes widening as he slowly hugged back, arms wrapping around him loosely. The hug was short, but before John pulled back he placed a small kiss on the nape of Dave's neck. The black haired teen gave a quick smile before dashing off to his own class, leaving a blushing, struck Dave to watch him turn the corner. The albino rose his hand to touch where he had been kissed and walked into his classroom.

John slapped himself mentally as he rushed over to his first hour class; as part of a prank payback he went ahead and kissed Dave's neck? Are you kidding me? That's the first think he came up with, a kiss on the neck, what kind of a prank is that?

"You look even worst than yesterday. Asshole not give you your daily kiss?"

"N-No." said John replying to Karkat's morning greet, "But about kisses..."

"Shit did you guys literally kiss?" he said sitting up.

"I wasn't going to say that!" he exclaimed, "I was going to say that as a prank for what happened yesterday, I went ahead and kissed his neck."

Karkat stared at the other, John wasn't much of a romantic such as himself and right now this totally shows how idiotic he is with his previous choice of actions. With a sigh, he ran a hand through his naturally messy caramel hair, this was going to be a long conversation.

"Look John, you kissed his neck for whatever happened yesterday. Just why?" he asked.

"I... don't know, I was going to prank him, but I couldn't think how I could." explained John, "The kiss...It was...It wasn't there in my mind before, it just happened. Like a Prankster's Gambit."

"...Prankster's Gambit?" trailed Karkat as he squinted his eyes at John.

"Yeah."

Shaking his head, Karkat spoke once again, "Well whatever caused you to do this is obviously telling you things- And don't ask what because I'm not telling you."

A set pout formed on John's lips as he crossed his arms, this was one of Karkat's 'RomCom chances' again. The dude was obsessed with RomComs just as much as he was obsessed with Pranks and what Dave deems 'Bad Movies.' Con Air is a great movie even after all these years.

"You're saying that I might be crushing on Dave." said John.

"I didn't say that."

"But you were implying it, I know it."

"Whatever floats your boat."

The blue eyed teen sat in his seat and pondered over his situation. It's just a prank, a harmless prank. He did last minute, unplanned pranks all the time, how can this be any different? This was on instinct for sure, it ran in the family. The warning bell rang and the hall upped its volume, John leaned over his desk to quickly reassure himself before class started. "It's all for irony." quoted Dave in his head. That simple statement always made things seem platonic. And the illusion always worked.