Dave's Red Eyes

Dave Come Over

[A/N: Hey guys, sorry it's been a while since I last updated. I promise to do better from now on! Also, comments are greatly appreciated, jokes or serious]

Johns POV:

Man, are you tired. You just finished baking (against your will) with your dad, and you're ready for a good nights sleep. Like you have every night since Christmas, you take the picture frame beside your bed into your frosting, tired hands. The picture frame shows the back of the picture through the glass. You turned it around in respects of Daves wish for no one to see it. You open the frame, taking out the few selfies he had taken, putting the two halves of the frame down.

You slowly flip through the pictures, looking at his red eyes. You assume because of his eye color, pale skin, and light blond hair that he is albino. You think it's cool, though, and wish that maybe you could share some of his traits. Maybe not the red eyes, because yes. You would look like a demon, you suppose. You guess the blond hair wouldn't work either. You guess you're fine with your dark hair, blue eyes, and skin that doesn't resemble someone from the northern regions.

You grin your widish grin, thinking of how much of a nerd he would have to be to actually print selfies of himself. He sure thinks he is cool, though, which is probably all that matters.

You stare at the pictures, smiling happily until you put it away, facing the back of the frame. Your attempts to fall asleep were meaningless, though. You can't get a thought out of your head.

Dave Strider. Even though you, and only you, realize you're not straight, you feel a pain knowing that Dave is. At least he's not a homophobic, but you know you can't talk to him about this. You can't talk to Rose about this, either. She's likely to pick your brain and go into more details that you know you can't face about yourself.

Jade's not someone you can go to, nor is Karkat, or your dad. Jade will most likely fan girl, and soon half the school would know, and then Karkat's most likely to give you a disturbing glare, or an insult for being a homosexual. And your father is definitely out of the question. You don't know if he's a homophobic, and you sure don't want to find out the bad way. Although you could ask him for advice about a girl, but that just seems like an awkward conversation that you would do anything to avoid.

You stay awake until almost one am, failing miserably to get Dave out of your head, even after sleep. Good thing it's still winter break, though. You would hate to go to school and be half asleep all day. Usually, when that happens, you develop headaches by fifth period that ends with you coming home, laying on the couch, and sleeping it off.

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You prepare for a guest. You set a bowl of Doritos out, making sure to dump as much of the bag in the yellow container as possible. Once your dad gets home from grocery shopping, he questions you if you think Dave would like any cake. You refuse to take up on his offer of what your friend would call, "Heaven on Earth."

Dave arrives around the time you expected him to, and he instantly tosses his bag of stuff on the couch as he sits down and grabs an old Gamecube remote as he joins in on the sims game you set up. The sims world was one you and Dave play all of the time, the goal being to make the family as miserable as possible until they die.

On occasion, you and the young Strider would click on another family in the neighborhood to control, and block off any exit of the house, trapping the dwellers inside. You would set many a stove or fire places down, trying to make the room catch on fire. Once it started burning, it would only be a matter of time before the Grim Reaper showed up ad began collecting the soul of the sim you sacrificed so well for it.

The both of you played this while snacking on the Doritos you put out, and eventually this led to Dave prematurely dragging the AJ out. Once the Sims became a bit boring, you switch the game to Smash Bros where Dave kicks your ass with practically every character he chose. But after a while, you become dead serious, and chose your undefeated character. That's right. The ice-climbers. You thoroughly begin kicking his ass as he tries to defeat you as Kirby, Marth, Captain Falcon, and even Pikachu, but you hold strong with your double-character.

The doorbell suddenly went off, and you quickly jumped up, paused the game, and answered the door. Finally. The life of the two-man party. Pizza. You grab your already-counted money from your pocket, and hand it to him along with a nice tip.

Once you get back, you finish the fight you had started and then switched the TV setting from video 2 to TV, and began to search for something to watch. Dave called out, as you rushed through the channels on the guide, "Wait!" and you paused, giving him a weird look.

"What?" You bite your lip as you eye the pizza. You wanted to find something quickly so you could begin to gouge down.

"Go up one. Friends is on."

You raise your eyebrow. "You watch Friends?"

"Hell yeah I do, Egderp." Dave replies. "Now click it before I come down there and shower you with my magical friend called AJ."

You shrug and go up a channel, and you begin to watch the tale of adults talking about adult things, and one guy complaining about how he was on a break and yadiyadiyada.

You grab a slice of pizza, and begin to feast with your best friend. The screen goes to a commercial as you take a sip of Pepsi, and you turn to look at Dave. He gives a kind wave to you as he notices you looking at him, and you almost blush at him.

"Wanna watch a horror movie? Maybe something like...I don't know? Evil Dead?" You ask, trying to make it seem less awkward for you.

Dave took another sip of AJ, as he seemingly finished the small box of his juice. "Sure, why not?" He replies, reaching over to set down his empty carton and picks up another slice of pizza.

You quickly change the plugs in the TV from the gamecube to the DVD player. You search your cabnet for your movie, and find it with ease. You rush to put the DVD in, you push it with your fingers to make sure that it's in place, and you push the DVD into the DVD player.

Dave grabs the remote and fast-forwards through the advertisements, and you sit, ready to watch this movie.

Okay, yes, it's your movie. Okay, yes, this was your idea. But have you ever seen it? Well, the answer's definitely not a yes....

It begins. Girl tied to a poll? Expected. Dead cats? That sort of unsettles you, seeing how there is an occasional friendly neighborhood cat that you have taken a liking to. Exorcism? Umm...

You started off with you on one side of the couch, the Strider on the other. But somehow, halfway through the movie, when your dad sneaks up behinds the couch and scares the shit out of you, you find that you had made your way to Daves side and curled up, flinching as the movie progresses.

You slightly begin to back off from Dave, but when the movie becomes a little too intense, you once again find your face buried in your best bros shoulder. To your relief (and liking), he doesn't seem to mind your presence one bit. In fact, he placed his arm around you and patted you on the back. Okay, his arm around you made your ears and cheeks turn red, you can feel it. You can feel a grin sliding onto your face, and you can feel your heart being twisted. You think about the selfies Dave gave you for Christmas, and damn, now you want to see his eyes again.