Play Date

You were sleeping soundly in your bed, until you were jolted awake by the sound of you phone going off. You groan and reach towards your night stand. You fumble blindly until your fingers brush against the familiar surface of your phone. You pick it up and answer it. "Hello." You mumble.
-- You call me on the telephone, you feel so far away--

"Hey (l/n). What are you doing?" Dirk's soft Texas draw quickly woke you up. "Nothing much Strider. Why, what's up?" You ask sitting up in bed. "Bros gone today and I was wondering if you wanted to come over and have some fun?" You can hear the smirk in his voice. A shiver runs down your spine. "Yea, let me get dressed. I'll be right over."
--You tell me to come over there's some games you want to play--

"Sounds cool." Dirk said before hanging up. You run your hand through your (h/l) (h/c) hair. You pull the covers off of you and start getting around for Dirk's. This was a normal thing for you guys to do. Every time Dave would go out of town you would hook up with Dirk at his place. A sigh escapes your lips as you pull the door shit and start walking to Dirk's. You didn't mind being his hook up. You quickly make it to his house and knock on his door.
--I'm walking to your house, nobody's home--

Dirk opens the door in all his shirtless glory and looks you over. His shades are off so his orange eyes meet your (e/c) ones. Your eyes wonder over his exposed skin. He grabs you and pulls you into the room quickly shutting the door. The house is silent, proving you are in fact alone with Dirk.
--It's me and you and you and me alone--

Dirk kisses your lips roughly and you can't help but to moan. Your hands find their way into Dirk's platinum blond hair. He picks you up and you wrap your legs around his waist as he carries you to the bedroom. He puts you on the bed and crawls on top of you.
--We're just playing hide and seek--
Dirk slides your shirt over your head and kisses down your neck to your collar bones. He bites down harshly and sucks, knowing there will be a hickey when he was done, while he undies your bra and slides it down your arms. He slides his hands down to your shorts and pulls then and your panties off in a one quick movement. He soon is also strips down to nothing. He reaches for the condom on the bedside table. After he puts it on. He shoves roughly into you. You gasp and dig your nails into his back as he pounds away at you. Loud moans escape from your mouth. Soon you are screaming Dirk's name as you climax and he shivers and cums as well.
--It's getting hard to breathe under the sheets with you--

You both lie in Dirk's bed, breathless. After a few minutes, he gets out of the bed. You fight the urge to reach for him and ask him to stay.
--I don't want to play no games--

You sit up and grab Dirk's discarded shirt off the floor and putting it on. You debate on getting up and grabbing your panties from across the room but decide against it. You lay back on the bed and let your mind wonder.
--I'm tired of always chasing, chasing after you--

It's not like you have feelings for Dirk. He didn't need to lie in bed and cuddle with you like couples do.
--I don't give a fuck about you anyways--

People always teased you about having feelings for him. But you were here for the sex. You and Dirk often laughed when people would say you'd make a cute couple.
--Whoever said I gave a shit about you?--

How the he'll could you ever love someone so closed off as Dirk. He never showed emotion and he never talked about his problems. He'd always just let it build and you hated that about him.
--You never share your toys or communicate--

You were just fuck buddies. The occasional hook up. You were one of his many playthings. This was your last thought before you drifted off into sleep.
--I guess I'm just a play date to you--

You woke up in Dirk's bed. You look over at his alarm clock. Shit you've been asleep for hours! You quickly get out of the bed and get dressed in your own clothes. You come out of the bedroom. Dirk sits on the couch, ignoring your existence. This is how it always was.
--Wake up in your bedroom and there's nothing left to say--

"Hey, I'm gonna get something to eat." You say, knowing you're going to be answered by silence. He's too observed in his video game.
--When I try to talk you're always playing board games--

A small part of you wishes he'd look up and speak to you. Wishes he'd notice you're existence. But this isn't how the game worked.
--I wish I had monopoly over your mind--

A larger part of you wishes you didn't care.
--I wish I didn't care all the time--
Whoa wait a second, you don't care. You're completely care free when it comes to Dirk. You're only here for sex, right?
--We're just playing hide and seek
It's getting hard to breathe under the sheets with you--

You aren't interested in the game of love. You just want to fuck, right?
--I don't want to play no games--

You will not fall for this dick that has had you chasing your own tail for years. You are here for fun.
--I'm tired of always chasing, chasing after you--

Not a single fuck is given about the amazingly good looking and talented Strider sitting on the couch.
--I don't give a fuck about you anyways--

You weren't falling for Dirk, despite what Karkat, the romantic expert said. He was wrong.
--Whoever said I gave a shit about you?--

How could you love someone so cold hearted. You couldn't love someone who cared more about being ironically cool than about your feelings.
--You never share your toys or communicate--

He is nothing more than a fuck boy. You are nothing more than a fuck toy.
--I guess I'm just a play date to you--

You had to say it out loud. So you could reassure yourself. And reassure Dirk you knew your place. But did you? Dis you know what Dirk wanted. God how you wishful he would tell you what he needed so you could be what he needed.
--Ring around the rosy. I never know, I never know what you need. Ring around the rosy, I want to give you, want to give you What you need--

So you walked in from of Dirk's game. Forcing him to look at you. "I don't give a fuck about you. Whoever said I give a shit 'bout you? You never share you're feelings or communicate. I know I'm just a play thing to you." He just stared at you.
--I don't give a fuck about you anyways. Whoever said I gave shit about you? You never share your toys or communicate. I guess I'm just a play date to you--

You sigh and shake you're head. Who the hell were you kidding. You had fallen.
--You know I give a fuck about you everyday--

A single tear trails down your face. "No...that's not true." Dirk lets out a deep breath.
--Guess it's time that I tell you the truth--

You raise your head and stare Dirk right on the eyes. Now he has his sunglasses on, and you're thankful. You open you're mouth, "One of us has to be honest and accept the reality. And you will never express emotion so..Dirk..
--If I share my toys, will you let me stay?--

..I'm in love with you."
Don't want to leave this play date with you