Dave's POV
"What are we even going to do?" I shrug a bit thinking of all the possible shit we could do.
"Watch a movie, play video games, take a walk, make out" I mumbled the last part under my breath. I look up at him, he had this silly confused look on his face. "Heh, cute."
"What?"
"Hm?"
"You said something"
"I didn't say anything"
"Yes, you did"
"No, I didn't"
"Yes
"No"
"YEs"
"No"
"YES!"
"No!"
"FINE! Lets just.. Chat, we don't know each other well.."
"Lightning round? Even if we already answered the question before we still have to answer it."
"If we ask a question we both have to answer it, no backdowns."
"Alright~ You first."
"Sexuality?"
"Gay, you?"
"Bisexual."
"Nice, pronouns? I don't want to misgender"
"He/him"
"Same.."
"How long have you been in the assassin job?"
"About seven years now, I know you're not in it so, what's your main hobby?"
"Painting."
"Rapping."
"Ew, rap"
"Aye! Fuck off! I also actually sing but I find it better to put my thoughts into rap."
"You write your own raps and songs?"
"Time to time yeah, mainely raps, it just relaxes me in a way to also clear my head. I do covers here and there but I just don't find that fun." He sits there mesmerized, I chuckle a bit. "Want me to do a cover for you?" He nods his head rapidly, I stand up to get a guitar. Jade had been teaching me over skype for a few months now, I just recently found out that John is her brother type, odd isn't it? I start to strum trying to get into tune, once I get it right I sit on my bed with the guitar across my lap.
Song: Love Me Dead (Ludo)
Love me cancerously
Like a salt-sore soaked in the sea
High-maintenance means
You're a gluttonous queen
Narcissistic and mean
Kill me romantically
Fill my soul with vomit
Then ask me for a piece of gum
Bitter and dumb
You're my sugarplum
You're awful, I love you!
She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
And when her edges soften
Her body is my coffin
I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed
Must be the sign on my head
That says, oh
Love me dead! Love me dead!
You're a faith-healer on T.V.
You're an office park without any trees
Corporate and cold
Gushing for gold
Leave me alone
You suck so passionately
You're a parasitic, psycho, filthy creature
Finger-bangin' my heart
You call me up drunk
Does the fun ever start?
You're hideous and sexy!
She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
And when her edges soften
Her body is my coffin
I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed
Must be the sign on my head
That says, oh
Love me dead! Love me dead!
Wow! Uh!
Love me cancerously
How's your new boy?
Does he know about me?
You've got the mark of the beast
You're born of a jackal! You're beautiful!
She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
And when her edges soften
Her body is my coffin
I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed
Must be the sign on my head
That says, oh
Love me dead! Love me dead!
Oh, Love me dead!
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Utteral silence. Nothing came from both of us. A few moments later Karkat spoke up. "W-was that for someone?"
"I guess" I shrug "It could be towards my ex, she made me realize I was gay." I stand up to put my guitar back onto its proper place.
"How so?"
"Well, she made me realize that most girls are utteral bitches who only want your clothes, attention, and sex."
"So, you're not a virgin?"
"My eyes? No, body wise, yeah, I still am a virgin. She pressured me to fuck her but I always declined and ran."
"Good for you?"
"Pfft, I'm probably going to be a 40 year old virgin."
"Did you just?"
"Did I what?"
"40 year old virgin is a romcom a good one at that."
"Ah, romance expert?"
"Why yes actually. I'm an expert in all quadrants. I've seen every romcom in existence!" He took pride in himself. I reached over to heald his hand. His face grew a blush as he hid his face. I swear I heard some soft 'oh my gods'.
"Romance expert eh?"
"S-shut up!" I look over at the clock, 8:25.
"Hey Karks."
"Don't call me that."
"But, dude."
"What??"
"It's 8:25, don't you think it's time to go home? Unless you wanna stay but I don't advise it since it's a school night."
"I-I'd go home. My phone died and I forgot to tell my dancestor that I was staying over here."
"Alright, I will drive you home." I let go of his hand as we walk down stairs.
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In love with my assassin
FanfictionDave strider is an assassin who is controlled by Bro. He quickly quits once he sees Karkat. Will he finish is mission or have a happy ever after?
