roia jean king
*time skip to janurary because there's only 4 chapters left and i have another david fic i'm writing that i have a lot of faith in and i'm losing motivation for this story mkay bye*
i fumble with the ring david had gotten me for christmas as i wait for the class to end.
"if you don't stop bouncing your leg, i'll kick you off your chair." tom deadpans, making me stick my tongue out.
"it's the last class before the first soccer practice. and as reigning champs, we have to practice hard. we can't lose, tom. that'd be embarrassing."
"as embarrassing as getting a concussion mid shoot?"
"oh ha ha. it's not my fault the other team played dirty. besides, i totally made that shot and won us the semi-finals."
"that you did, king. that you did." he chuckles, fumbling with the golden seven between his fingers.
"i like that shirt. i wonder where you got it." i sigh dramatically, flicking the loose collar of the dark green silk shirt.
"hmm. this weirdo gave it to me actually. broke into my house and-"
"i did not break in. i have a key." i pout.
he smiles, pushing my head over with his pen.
"that you stole from harrison, made a copy of, then put back on his key ring an hour later. darling, you broke in."
"well i did it to surprise you."
"and surprise you did. harrison almost shit himself."
"just once, i wish i was like david and recording all the time."
tom chuckles, throwing his sunglasses on over his face.
"alright. let's leave. it's 3."
"no it's-"
"i said it's three. now let's leave."
i roll my eyes, grabbing my things and leading our way out of the stuffy classroom. we talk about random things as we walk to my car where i switch my backpack out for my dufflebag.
"how's the whole nurse test thing going?" tom asks, lighting a cigarette and taking a light puff, before blowing it out of the side of his mouth.
"those are so bad for you."
"i'm gonna die anyway, poppet."
"i still don't know what that word means."
"well, have fun figuring it out."
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my dead legs drag themselves into david's house and i throw myself onto the couch.
"good practice, babe?"
i groan loudly into the pillow and i hear david chuckle, taking a seat by my feet and massaging my aching calves. i moan into the pillow and turn over, throwing my legs into his lap.
"i love you so much." i moan as he squeezes my legs.
"i love you more, princess."
a light blush covers my face and i smile before sitting up and placing a gentle kiss on his lips.
"so. i have a proposition for you." he says as he continues massaging my aching legs.
"mhmm?" i hum, my eyes closed.
"how would you feel about moving in together?"
my eyes shoot open and i look at him with my eyebrow raised.
"david. we haven't even been together for a year. don't you think that's kind of fast?"
"honestly? no. i don't think it's fast enough. i've been looking to sell this house considering it's a high risk property. plus...i love you. you're it for me. there isn't going to be anybody else. might as well get a start on our future."
my heart flutters in my chest as a smile creeps onto my face.
"our future, huh?"
"oh yeah. we're gonna have four kids. two boys and two girls. just like me and my siblings. and i kind of think we should adopt at least one of our kids. maybe out of foster care? i don't know yet. but i think we should adopt one of the four. and i'll buy a house near that's kids hospital you want to work at. and i'll quit youtube and pitch a show to netflix. and i'll start directing and making films like i've always wanted to so that i can have more time for our family. and we'll get married a year after you graduate and start your job and we settle into the new house. and just a heads up, i'm doing all this so i can get my green card and finally be able to travel. and yo- baby are you okay?"
"huh? oh." i chuckle, not noticing the tears falling down my face.
"i'm sorry if this is freaking you out. i just-"
"no. no it's not. i love you so much." i gush, my heart bursting at the seams.
"so is that a yes?"
i chuckle, nodding my head as he smiles, tackling me into a hug.
"jesus david. i can't breathe." i laugh as he squeezes my torso.
"we don't have to move yet if you don't want to. we can wait until after finals. the school ones and the soccer ones. and we can move in by graduation. and have the housewarming party before tom and harrison's student visa's are up. and we'll help them petition for their dual citizenship. or work visa's. or spousal visa's. we never know. maybe tom will marry corinna."
"yeah. i'll be waiting for the day when tom marries corinna." i laugh sarcastically as david lifts himself up off of me.
"you don't think he'd marry corinna?"
"no. i think that out of the group, tom would most likely marry....huh. actually i don't know. most of the vlog squad girls are taken. oH! harrison would definitely date carly. that's a for sure thing. i could see that happening. speaking of, i haven't hung out with them in so long. anyways. tom would marry somebody like..."
"you?" david asks, his eyebrow cocked.
i roll my eyes, pushing his shoulder and putting my chin my hand hands.
"i think tom would date...honestly? if she wasn't with liz. i think tom would date natalie."
"sorry, who's dating me?"
our heads turn to natalie who's walking into the living room clad in her comfy pajamas.
"i said that if it weren't for liz, you'd probably end up with tom."
"oh please. tom barely tolerates me. and he only does it for you."
"oh that's not true."
"no, it's true. tom literally hates everyone but you. liz and harrison and natalie are like...he's nice to them yeah. and he tolerates them. but you're definitely his favorite and everyone can tell." david chuckles, throwing his feet up onto my lap.
"well you almost sound jealous that i'm tom's favorite. almost like...you want to be his favorite. oh my god. i change my answer. tomvid? i ship. natalie, come on. tell me you agree."
she hesitates for a moment before a shameful smile breaks out onto her face.
"well i mean-"
"no. oh my god no. stop it." david says covering his ears.
"i ship it so much." natalie says, nodding her head.
"right? oh my gosh. brb. planning their wedding."
"you did not just say 'brb' out loud."
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