“Are you like, desperate for a kiss? I mean c’mon, there’s a shit ton of chicks who are willing to do more than just that with you,” he says with an exasperated sigh. He lets Dave pull him closer, a roll of his eyes occurring again as he hears Dave’s words. “Whatever floats your boat, Strider. I’m not complaining.”
He’s just popped a popcorn into his mouth when he hears Dave answering his question, to which he barked out a laugh and almost choked on the popcorn. “Oh my god- hrk- you dick, you did that on purpose!” He coughed after saying so, a fist pounding at his chest as he tried to breathe properly. “Jesus. Fine, here,” he says, grinning a bit as he presses his open palms into Dave’s cheeks, making the blond turn to face him as he straightens up and plants a chaste kiss on his lips. “Haha, gross,” he says, laughing a bit as he pops another piece of popcorn into his mouth, trying to make what he did look more casual than it could be.For a moment, Dave doesn’t really move or say anything. Simply watching the characters move across the screen, they dialogue; background noise. He settles into John again, getting comfortable with the other pressed into his side once more. John’s kiss still fresh on his lips and maybe there’s a bit of an electric feeling running beneath the skin there. He swallows and sighs. “I’m not desperate for a kiss or anything. Like you said, bro, plenty of girls would be lined up at the chance to jump me.”
His fingers smooth circles into John’s shirt again, eyes still fixed on the tv in front of them. Toes curling and uncurling and his ankle turning as well. He chuckles lowly then, giving John a toothy grin. “You’re not a lip virgin anymore now man.” He says, reaching his free hand up to slide a finger down John’s cheek as he chuckles again.
“Wow, holy shit, I didn’t know,” he gasped, before almost biting Dave’s finger in warning. “Thanks for that, Captain Obvious.” He sniffed, nudging the blond by the shoulder as he took a handful of the popcorn and popped the pieces one by one into his mouth.
He took a moment to watch the TV before suddenly groaning and hiding his face in his hands, “Oh god, I’m never gonna get married. You’ve totally corrupted me, Strider. What do I tell Rose now?” He chokes on a laugh at the last portion, remembering the joke within their group about the two of them ending together (even though he really just liked Rose as a friend). To be honest, he was a bit disappointed that the reaction from Dave because of the kiss was minimal.
His grin is still wide when he pulls at John’s shoulder playfully. “Hey if Rose decides you’re tainted now,” He wiggles his eyebrows as he leans his face into John’s space. “I’ll do the honors of marrying you myself.” He pulls away, but not before pressing a kiss on the tip of John’s nose. He’s nestled back into his spot before there’s a chance to push him out of the space, and before he can convince himself he could risk a kiss to the lips.
Dave thinks it must be a little obvious, by now, that he’s had this huge ass dumb crush on John for a while. He knows that Rose knows (not that it’s a surprise, Rose knows everything.), he thinks Jade knows. He figured John would be able to tell. Signs point to no, but it seems impossible. The blonde weighs the pros and cons of actually telling him, for a moment. Thinking that maybe if he did, it would turn out John feels the same! But then there’s also the possibility that he would think its gross. And that John would actually push him away. Dave isn’t prepared to lose his friendship. He heaves a sigh before watching the screen intently.
The movie is winding to a close. The scene on Thunder Road coming up soon. He perks up when he realizes what song is coming up next. He pats John and points at the tv. “Rizzo’s gonna sing soon John.” He says, with a grin.
For a moment, Dave doesn’t really move or say anything. Simply watching the characters move across the screen, they dialogue; background noise. He settles into John again, getting comfortable with the other pressed into his side once more. John’s kiss still fresh on his lips and maybe there’s a bit of an electric feeling running beneath the skin there. He swallows and sighs. “I’m not desperate for a kiss or anything. Like you said, bro, plenty of girls would be lined up at the chance to jump me.”
His fingers smooth circles into John’s shirt again, eyes still fixed on the tv in front of them. Toes curling and uncurling and his ankle turning as well. He chuckles lowly then, giving John a toothy grin. “You’re not a lip virgin anymore now man.” He says, reaching his free hand up to slide a finger down John’s cheek as he chuckles again.
“Wow, holy shit, I didn’t know,” he gasped, before almost biting Dave’s finger in warning. “Thanks for that, Captain Obvious.” He sniffed, nudging the blond by the shoulder as he took a handful of the popcorn and popped the pieces one by one into his mouth.
He took a moment to watch the TV before suddenly groaning and hiding his face in his hands, “Oh god, I’m never gonna get married. You’ve totally corrupted me, Strider. What do I tell Rose now?” He chokes on a laugh at the last portion, remembering the joke within their group about the two of them ending together (even though he really just liked Rose as a friend). To be honest, he was a bit disappointed that the reaction from Dave because of the kiss was minimal.His grin is still wide when he pulls at John’s shoulder playfully. “Hey if Rose decides you’re tainted now,” He wiggles his eyebrows as he leans his face into John’s space. “I’ll do the honors of marrying you myself.” He pulls away, but not before pressing a kiss on the tip of John’s nose. He’s nestled back into his spot before there’s a chance to push him out of the space, and before he can convince himself he could risk a kiss to the lips.
Dave thinks it must be a little obvious, by now, that he’s had this huge ass dumb crush on John for a while. He knows that Rose knows (not that it’s a surprise, Rose knows everything.), he thinks Jade knows. He figured John would be able to tell. Signs point to no, but it seems impossible. The blonde weighs the pros and cons of actually telling him, for a moment. Thinking that maybe if he did, it would turn out John feels the same! But then there’s also the possibility that he would think its gross. And that John would actually push him away. Dave isn’t prepared to lose his friendship. He heaves a sigh before watching the screen intently.
The movie is winding to a close. The scene on Thunder Road coming up soon. He perks up when he realizes what song is coming up next. He pats John and points at the tv. “Rizzo’s gonna sing soon John.” He says, with a grin.
“Maybe when it’s legal in Texas,” he retorts, face scrunching up at the kiss placed on the tip of his nose. “You’re being oddly affectionate today, Strider. It’s giving me bad vibes,” he says, still leaning into Dave’s side so he could get some of his warmth. That, and it was very comfortable to lean into him.
John wasn’t that dense, really. He could sort of…feel, that there was something really going on here. But then again, he could be wrong. Dave had a habit of doing things and turning them into jokes, which made it harder for him to know if it really was a joke or if it was just a way of making himself not look bad. Besides, it’d appear a bit egoistic if he asked Dave about it, right?
“I don’t give a damn,” he deadpans, punching Dave lightly on the shoulder. “Besides, I don’t have the lyrics memorized.”
The dialogue is tapering off in the movie, building up to the oncoming song and Dave smiles as it happens. “Maybe I got stuff to say to my best bro.” He says with a shrug. Is he really planning to throw all caution to the wind? Propose ideas that could possibly get him pushed off the couch and walked out on? John wouldn’t let him get this far if he thought it was really such a gross idea now would he? “I don’t mean to give ya bad vibes, trust me. They don’t feel bad to me at least.”
It’s almost exactly on when Dave coos out, “There are worst things I could do,”. And Dave has a mind to throw himself into the song, but he doesn’t actually do it. Instead, he touches his head to John’s gently and rubs them together. “than go with a boy or two.” And if that didn’t feel like a stupid confession, Dave isn’t really sure what does.
He doesn’t sing the entire song, but he does have the lyrics memorized (it’s his favorite. Rizzo is probably is actual favorite. He probably shouldn’t relate to her so much.) He hums under his breath along with the tune, swaying himself and John gently with the melody. He’s probably gong to just go ahead and tell him.
Dave rolls his own eyes then, shaking his head with a smirk. “The hair is always off limits, dear John. Only people willing to smooch can touch it.” He licks his lips again and then shrugs, squeezing John’s shoulder gently and pulling him a bit closer. “Not gonna deny it, I’m pretty rude so there’s no real reason to say I ain’t.” His eyes try to meet with John’s, with little success, when he tacks on, “But I’ll keep flattering ya, if you don’t mind, Egbert.” And there’s another devilish grin.
There’s a pause while Dave also picks a few pieces of popcorn from the bowl. He takes a moment to eat them before he replies. “Payback because I thought I was gettin’ a kiss on the mouth and I didn’t.” He laughs, trying to keep it really casual. He wants to be forward without being too forward. It’s a weird balance he hopes he’s doing well.
“Are you like, desperate for a kiss? I mean c’mon, there’s a shit ton of chicks who are willing to do more than just that with you,” he says with an exasperated sigh. He lets Dave pull him closer, a roll of his eyes occurring again as he hears Dave’s words. “Whatever floats your boat, Strider. I’m not complaining.”
He’s just popped a popcorn into his mouth when he hears Dave answering his question, to which he barked out a laugh and almost choked on the popcorn. “Oh my god- hrk- you dick, you did that on purpose!” He coughed after saying so, a fist pounding at his chest as he tried to breathe properly. “Jesus. Fine, here,” he says, grinning a bit as he presses his open palms into Dave’s cheeks, making the blond turn to face him as he straightens up and plants a chaste kiss on his lips. “Haha, gross,” he says, laughing a bit as he pops another piece of popcorn into his mouth, trying to make what he did look more casual than it could be.
For a moment, Dave doesn’t really move or say anything. Simply watching the characters move across the screen, they dialogue; background noise. He settles into John again, getting comfortable with the other pressed into his side once more. John’s kiss still fresh on his lips and maybe there’s a bit of an electric feeling running beneath the skin there. He swallows and sighs. “I’m not desperate for a kiss or anything. Like you said, bro, plenty of girls would be lined up at the chance to jump me.”
His fingers smooth circles into John’s shirt again, eyes still fixed on the tv in front of them. Toes curling and uncurling and his ankle turning as well. He chuckles lowly then, giving John a toothy grin. “You’re not a lip virgin anymore now man.” He says, reaching his free hand up to slide a finger down John’s cheek as he chuckles again.
lakeinyoureyes answered your question: Let this post be a reminder for myself to post…
I THINK IT’S CUTE, LIKE YOU ARE.
*sobbing* oh, bro, thanks. you’re adorable too you know, so now make an alter-ego thing for yourself so our alter-ego dudes could be, like, best buds or something ;A;
