McDonalds

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Warning?: Davey curses and just goes ham for less than a second like this isn't even a warning it's just loving occasional Davey swearing- he's a literal Walnut
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Request idea by @edgy_space_prince
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In which Davey just freaks out because the ice cream machine at McDonalds is broken so god forbid, he tries to impress Jack with how he can be a strong boyfriend and stand up for him but...well, it's Davey
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Davey walked awkwardly beside Jack, hands in the pockets of his carmel colors jeans, back slightly hunched, making him just a tad bit shorter than Jack for a change.

Jack seemed to notice this as he cocked an eyebrow towards the other, smirking in amusement, "Well, don't it feel nice to be the right height for me age then."

Davey snapped out of his thoughts and nodded quickly, "Oh- um, yep," He offered a quick and nervous smile.

Jack sighed and used his shoulder to gently bump Davey's, "Come on, Dave, we's been friends for longer than the sun's been burning-"

"-That's not true, but okay-"

"So this'll be just like any other time we've hung out." Jack grinned.

"Except it's not...I have to act- better- like...like a real..like with real gaul and not just...me." Davey continued to shuffle his feet along the sideways as they neared the giant, glowing yellow "M" which marked their destination.

"Davey, I like you for you." Jack smiled.

Davey nodded slightly, "It's just that..." He paused, "The expectations are different and the standards are higher- speaking of which, I should probably not have my back hunched." He muttered, straightening up.

"Gah! Now I'm short again!" Jack gasped dramatically, throwing a hand over his forehead. This only earned a quiet chuckle from Davey who was already beginning to hunch over again from stress alone. Jack thought a moment before gently swinging his arm around the brunette, "In the words of a wise friend 'o mine- lighten up, nobody died."

Davey flushed before snorting, glancing up at Jack playfully, "Is that what you're aiming for?"

"There he is!" Jack socked Davey in the shoulder, "See Dave, just pretend like this is- like this is a normal, ordinary day between us two."

"But...I don't want it to be just...an ordinary day between us two." Davey mumbled quietly.
Jack blushed slightly before kindly smiling, moving his arm that was currently around Davey's shoulders and opting to hold his hand instead, "Of course you don't. Hey, look, seeing as how-" Jack paused a moment as they neared the entrance to the McDonalds, "Well, who really asked out who?"

Davey thought a moment before grinning, "I think it kind of slipped out for the both of us. And we mutually agreed to-"

"To get some grub!" Jack hollered in excitement as they entered the McDonalds, tugging Davey along with him.

Davey quietly obliged, still on edge from the whole situation, but at least a bit at ease that Jack was helping to guide him through it. They paused behind a line of about three sets of people, all of who they surprisingly didn't know- well, surprising for Jack.

Jack was a fairly social student at Pulitzer University, which was an interesting match for him to have become friends with Davey in the first place, considering that they were stark different in contrast. While Jack enjoyed attending almost all the school events, befriending his teachers and peers, Davey opted a more subtle approach. He did his school work well and right to earn his teachers' favors, and only spoke to his peers when necessary, as to not cause any trouble to them.

However, that hadn't been the case when he met Jack Kelly. Well, he said met like it was his choice, it wasn't exactly. They'd been in the same English class for the entire semester without speaking before they were assigned to the Semester's end project. At first, Davey had found Jack quite a bit annoying. He spoke more than he worked and most of the time Davey could hardly understand him. He learned to block Jack out most of the time when he needed to really focus on their project but couldn't help but listen when Jack brought up the moon on one occasion.

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