Homestuck Dave×John Movie Night!

Dave×John Chapter 7: This isn't you

  You take a deep breath. There is no way you're gonna face any more humiliation, and there is no way that you would want to face the humiliation of rejection, you just wouldn't be able to take it.

   "I'm gonna lie. There's no way I can tell him... if he turned down Karkat's confession, chances are that he's gonna reject me too. No, I can't lie to him. It would make everything worse, but what the hell am I going to say? Shit. This is bad." you are silent for a moment, pondering on what to say to him.

 

   "Dave, I'm serious. It's not like you to freak out like this. Something is bothering you and it must be pretty fucking bad for you to storm out like that! Dude, I am your best bro. You can tell me. Don't you trust me? Was it something I did?" you catch a small hint of a sadness in the notes of his last sentences. A twinge of hurt at the word "bro".

   "No, I do trust you, John. None of this is your fault either." you clarify, " it's just that you..." you trail off.

   "That I-what?"

   "...That you won't understand." you finish.

   John's expression gives a slight impression of irritation, "What? What is it that I don't understand? Is it that im not the Cool kid or ironic person that you are and may not understand those concepts? Well, im so sorry that your best bro, your best fucking friend,wants to help you get through what ever the fuck you are going through!" you feel another twinge of hurt and sadness at the word "friend" and "bro" again.

   "Is that all I am to him? Just a friend? A bro? Just some person on the side that's only closer than most? Yeah... I am."

   "No, John!" you let out an accidental burst of anger. John's expression softens, so does your tone.   "Sorry. I didn't mean to lash out like that..." you apologize. 

   "Dave, seriously dude. Tell me what's wrong. This isn't the cool kid you make yourself out to be. And it must be really bad for you to be like this. You're never like this."

  Something snaps in you. Whether it was your heart or some subconscious wire keeping you from the edge of losing everything your consciousness goes against, you don't know. But whatever it was, it snapped hard, and you have had enough. No more fucking games now.

   "John." you stare hard into his eyes, "whatever I say or do, do not freak out or flip your shit. And don't make say it again." John nods quietly in response, looking for any features or expressions that will give him hints about what you're gonna do. And it will be risky.

  You take a few steps toward John, he doesn't move, watching your movements intently. You do hesitate for a split second, and John notices, taking a step toward you to help you out. You take another step closer and you two are almost chest-to-chest. John shifting his weight from one foot to the other, looking a little discomforted by the closeness between your bodies. You can faintly feel his warmth.

  You take another half step closer. You then close the distance between the both of you. In a hug. (A/N: Trololol!) A little more than just a hug. This one was longer. And a more tight embrace than most.

   "D-Dave?" you can feel the slight increase in heat in his body temperature. He's probably blushing. Or is that you? Damn. If you're blushing, you can't show it.

   "Do. Not. Flip. Your shit." you mumble in his ear. This earns you a faint squeak in surprise and the tensing of his muscles. Another increase in temperature too. Yeah, it's probably him. Wait-why does your face feel hot? Fuck.

   "Control yourself, Dave!"  you tell yourself. But you already had enough of this chasing-John-around bullshit.

   "Dave... u-um... was this it? All you wanted was a hug? That was your reason for that entire meltdown back there? Geez a little excessive don't you think?" his muscles relax a little and there is a slight decrease in temperature. Ok, yeah, it's definitely him.