Dave Strider
"So you'll never guess, who I just saw." I say as I sit down in my car. My phone is hooked up to the Radio.
"Who?" Our manager Jade says.
"The little cutie from the cafe. The one I told you about... short, grumpy, totally ador-." Jade cuts me off.
"Yes Dave, I know. You have described him, many times." She groans. I narrow my eyes. Thanks for the enthusiasm Jade. I start my car. I have to got to the supermarket. Thennnn I go to the Cafe. I'm sure he'll be waiting for me. I have... a few moves planned. I glance over at the bouquet of flowers and the box of chocolates. Am I going to far? Idk this guy. He could be a total creep. Oh well. I take risks. I think back to seeing him a few minutes ago. What was he wearing..? It was. Wow. That's about the gayest outfit I've ever seen. He needs to teach me lessons in fashion. Gotta up my gay-me. Gay+game=Gay-me. Get it? Of course you do. I start my car and head to The supermarket.
"You still there Dave?" Jade asks. How long was I thinking about him..?
"Wha? Yeah. Hey I'm gonna have to let you go bro. Got some intense shopping to do for the party tonight. That cool?" I say.
"Oh! Yeah! Sorry! I'll let you go! Bye Dave!" Jade says joyfully. I chuckle.
"Bye dude." I hang up and begin my drive. My drive to shop. Hey I should invite the cutie to the party. Wait am I insane? There's so many people, he'll be terrified. Not only that, but he could be taken advantage of... omfg I'm really protective over this guy. No matter. I could be his bodyguard type figure. I'd have to gain his trust first. How am I gonna do that..? C'mon Dave think. Strider flare always works. Okay. I got this. Next time you see Him, make sure you keep cool.
I stop my car and get out. When I enter the supermarket I'm immediately tripped by another person. My shopping basket flies under me and I lay on my back. The same cutie from the cafe stands above me. Great way to 'keep cool' and 'gain trust'. Now he probably thinks your following him.
"It seems I have fallen for you nubs." I wink from behind my shades. A smirk creeping onto my lips. His face flushes bright red.
"MY NAME IS KARKAT!" He says. Still flustered.
"Ah, righ-"
"WHY'D YOU FOLLOW ME?" Karkat cuts me off. Wow. Rude to assume.
"What? So having to buy food after getting gas is considered 'following'?" I laugh. He crosses his arms.
"WHATEVER. DON'T FOLLOW ME." He grabs his basket and a storms off.
"Will do Kitkat."
"KARKAT." He loves me. He totally does.
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I just wanted an autograph {Davekat/BandAU}
Fanfiction"SO THERE'S THIS BAND. I DON'T LIKE IT OR ANYTHING JUS-" "Karkat, Bub. We Know You Love 'Strilondes'. Yes We Will Take You To Get An Autograph." Not my characters!!! Inspo: Archiveofourown, (I can't remember the name. fuck)
