My place or yours? [DirkJake]

**I do not own any of the characters or the picture on the cover. Homestuck belongs to Andrew Hussie**

Today was the day he was going to do it. Dirk was going to work up the courage to ask out that cute barista from the coffee shop on campus. The only thing that was holding him back was that the barista was so clueless that he was just going to have to be as blunt as he could be. Not that that was going to be a problem for Dirk fucking Strider. He was just a little nervous was all.

I mean, I’ve been in there during his shift every day for nearly six months now. No one likes coffee that much and how could that have been a coincidence? This kid is just completely oblivious. Dirk thought to himself as he pulled on his usual dark skinny jeans. It is kind of endearing and sweet, though...

Jake was such a sweetie too. He was always smiling and his laugh was absolutely beautiful. He couldn’t help but smile when he thought about this guy. He seemed attentive and genuinely nice even if he was a little spacey to say the least. He wasn’t sure if it was just an act for the job or not but either way he seemed really nice and boyfriend material.

Jake was due to start work in about twenty minutes so he should get going in half an hour, he noted. He tugged on his black muscle shirt that showed off his tattoo, which he got in honour of his director/soldier brother who was fighting in the army at the moment. He took a deep breath.

He had finished taking a shower a few minutes ago so his blonde hair was shaggy and damp. He walked into the bathroom and pulled his pointy anime shades off; he couldn’t style his hair with them in the way. He set them off to the side and pulled out his favorite hair styling product as well as his hair brush. He took his time carefully styling his hair and making sure that it wouldn’t come unstyled as he was talking to his crush.

When he was finished, he put his shades back on before walking out to the living room and checking the time. He had ten minutes ‘till he had to leave. He smiled a little and pulled on his shoes. Today was the day.

*****

Dirk walked into the coffee shop just when he planned he would and he immediately looked around for Jake, the cute coffee guy he was crushing on. The blonde couldn’t help but smile when he saw the muscular, tanned guy working at the foamer. He sighed and took a seat at his usual table up near the coffee machines so he could see Jake well. He pulled out his computer from his bag and opened a document so he could look like he was working.

He “worked” for a solid fifteen minutes before he saw Jake look at him. It was only for a split second but it was enough to make the college student’s heart flutter. He had to do it and he had to do it now.

What if he already has a boyfriend? Or worse, a girlfriend? He asked himself as he looked away from those emerald green eyes and back to his computer screen. If you were a Strider, you were gay-- his brother was and he was-- but that didn’t mean that every other guy on the face of the planet was gay too. He had never turned a straight guy gay before and he wasn’t sure if he could do it.

Stop being a wimp and just go ask him. You’ll never know until you talk to him about something other than your coffee order. He nodded to his inner voice and stood up. Now or never.

He walked up to the counter and smiled and flirtily at Jake as he could. That was when he realized that he was facing the other way. Damn it. Pay attention.

“Uh, excuse me?”

The raven haired student turned around and gave Dirk a friendly smile. “Yessir? How can I help you today?” He said in his cute british accent.

“Can I have a black iced coffee?” Really? That is not the question you came over here to ask him. Stop wimping out!!

“Oh, of course!” He gave a friendly smile as he turned around to make dirk’s coffee. The blonde took the opportunity to facepalm and kick himself mentally for being such a dweeb.