Scars (JohnDave/DaveJohn)

Christmas Time?!

((Fuck yeah bitches. Time skip because I can. Also, this chapter has a lot to do with chat so, a lot of pestering going on.))

The stockings were all hung up, little candy canes were hidden in places that seemed pretty obvious, though most were more secret, the christmas tree was draped in lights, colorful ornaments, even a little SBAHJ ornament hung from the tree. Along with a squiddle and a knitted cat head brought to you by friends.

By this time Dave had found an apartment not too far from John's house and was happily living their with his tiny little Charlie Brown christmas tree with only a single ornament hanging from it, being it was the only one that could sit there. It was a neatly made heart with a fancy white painted design around the edges, and in the center read: DS+JE. Dave hung that thing everywhere, but for the spirit of the holiday, he let it hang on the tree.

Dave hummed as he checked his phone, smiling when he saw who it was.

--ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG]--

EB: dave!

TG: john

EB: you are coming over right?

TG: yes sir

TG: got my santa hat on im ready to roll

TG: hey hey john

EB: yeah dave?

TG: when i get to your house im gonna

EB: dave don't do it.

EB: dave stop

TG: ho ho hold your hand

--ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG]--
--ectoBiologist [EB] blocked turntechGodhead [TG]--

TG: so worth it

--turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering Blocked!ectoBiologist [EB]--

Dave made his way to his car, blasting the radio full of Christmas songs on, not to mention blasting the heater. He shivered, holding his hands out to the heater like it were a fire, but the car had just started so it was still blowing out cold air. "Oh shit this is my shit. Grandma got run over by a reindeer~" the blonde sang, smirking lightly before backing out his parking space. Once he was on the road he turned the music down, checking his phone when he stopped at the light.

Still nothing. God damn, was his joke really that terrible?

Dave shrugged, patting his steering wheel to the beat of the song, raising a brow when he saw the green light. His little bright red Volkswagen beetle was pretty okay, not the best for the snow. He wanted to get a huge truck with monster wheels, but John had talked him out of it unfortunately. He was okay with this choice though.. John had a point, the beetle was cute... And it was... It was cute. That was really it. Why did he have this car?

Soon enough Dave was at the Egbert household, only to be greeted by a short Egbert with a pouty face and arms folded over his chest. "Babe, get back inside you're gonna get sick," he huffed as he pulled his hood up. Dave was met by a light smack upside the head, then a kiss which he didn't much enjoy all that well. "Well god damn, excuse me for caring about your health??" Dave said in a bit of an annoyed tone.

"That was for your horrible joke."

Dave gave the biggest of eye rolls, rolling of the eyes this sarcastically should be illegal in many countries. The blonde then cupped John's face, smiling softly as he kissed the other. John kissed right back, letting out a small noise when he was pressed against the door frame.

"Ahem.." Said a voice in a low tone, arms folded over his chest as he stared at the two boys kissing, "this star is not going to top the tree itself, David." The blonde blushed bright and rubbed the back of his neck with an awkward laugh, "right, right.. Sorry sir." He shut the door behind him and walked over to the tall christmas tree. It was known that the Egbert's were most definitely built for being tiny and cute little snugglebunnies, so they always had trouble putting the star ontop of the tree. But now with the all new, state of the art Dave Strider now with detachable shades, tree topping was a breeze!