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You had trouble going to bed that night, thoughts ran wild through your head mostly about Dave. The occasional thought came about Dirk and Jake but that was easily shaken off, I mean what could they possibly be doing that Dave didn't want th- wait... Nevermind. You decided to pester John.


-- YourChumhandle [CH] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] --

[CH]: Sup dork

[EB] Why are you still up it's like 4 AM

[CH]: Ha we are in Texas John, its only 3 here

[EB]: Ehhhhhh

[CH]: Plus you're awake

[EB]:.....

[CH]: exactly

[EB]: Go to bed

[CH]: But whyyyyy

[EB]: Young lady what did I say?

[CH]: I'm older than you......

[EB]: D: no fair you can't use age

[CH]: But you just did

[EB]: aughugh

[CH]: poor child.

[EB]: Anyways what did you need

[CH]: Can't sleep

[EB]: i feel you

[CH]: why cant you

[EB]: guess

[CH]: trolls?

[EB]: got it

[CH]: they wont stop pestering you?

[EB]: once again you guessed it

[CH]: poor john I would pap you but were too far away

[EB]: why are you still up?

[CH]:I'm at Dave's house

[EB]: did ya ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[CH]: no

[EB]: good I would've slapped Dave

[CH]: sure you would

[EB]: Hey! what does that mean?

[CH]: oh nothing

[EB]: you guys need to visit me soon

[CH]: maybe

[EB]: fine, I'll just come to Texas

[CH]: Join us John the bed here is so comfy

[EB]: har har D:

[CH]: *pap pap*

[EB]: that makes me feel so much better

[CH]:so glad to be of service

[EB]: that was sarcasm

[CH]: clearly

[EB]: oh good, you understood

[CH]: Dave is so calm when he sleeps

[EB]: really? you should send a picture

[Ch]: http://68.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvk68nHS5W1r0b3lno1_500.gif

[EB]: im so gonna use this against him some day

[CH]: have fun with that

[EB]: you bet I will

[CH]: ha

[EB]: you should sleep

[CH]: yeah

[EB]: im heading in

[CH]: k dude

[EB]: night

[CH]: night dude

-- YourchumHandle [CH] ceased pestering ectoBiologist [EB] --

you began feeling tired and bundled yourself back into the pile of blankets surrounding you and Dave. It was warm, it felt nice, it felt warming, but that could just be the blankets... you rolled over to Dave who lay there quietly his stomach slowly rising and falling as small snores escaped his mouth. It was cute. You couldn't he but stare at him and whisper sweet nothings as you slowly fell asleep.

You woke up, it only feeling like you had just falling into the wonderful paradise that us humans like to call sleep. You got up walking into the bathroom that branched off of Dave's room and running a warm shower. You removed your garment tossing them into the laundry basket that hung on his door. Dirty T-shirts lazily hung out of it living proof that Dave should never join the NBA.

You had been in the shower for no longer than two minutes before you heard the door open. Dave walked in closing it behind him before walking over to the sink and getting his toothbrush. He began brushing his teeth not even noticing the shower running. You quickly finished showering, turning the water off, grabbing a towel to wrap around your soaked body.

You drew back the curtain, Dave staring at you, toothbrush hanging out of his mouth slightly. He spit the toothpaste out and rinsed his brush. "Morning babe."

"Morning," you tucked the towel into itself to keep it up before walking over to him. You stood on your tippy toes as he bent down slightly and kissed him. "You have anything you wanna do today?" he asked as he leaned against the sink, " We could go swimming?" he nodded as he stood straight again. " Sure it sounds good to me."

"Go get dressed. We'll head out to the beach soon." you smiled as he stepped aside so you could exit. Butterflies began pounding against your stomach as you realized Dave would see you in a swimming suit. You stood in Dave's room in your undergarments and pants poking at your stomach. Dave walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around you. "Don't worry about that. You're still sexy as fuck." That strange compliment had a way of making you blush.

"How'd you know that was what I was worrying about?"

"Just a hunch."


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