In honor of what Jay-Z did yesterday and what Beyoncé
did last year (when they dropped 4:44 and Lemonade), I’m dropping this shit without warning. Enjoy! This has been sitting in my WIPs for months and I finally decided to finish and post it before I go on my trip to Puerto Rico. Love y’all, and if you like it, lemme know! (Also, thanks for beta reading as usual, love ya @adothoe)
Word Count: 4,626
Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader
Warnings: Smutttttt, a lap dance, cursing, banter, and cute flufffff
Summary: Reader and Daveed are best friends who are secretly pining for each other blah blah blah, they’re at one of Rafa’s parties one day and make a bet over a game of Flip Cup. Loser has to give the winner a lap dance.
Parties at Rafa’s place were always the best; the drinks were great, the music was amazing, the atmosphere was never dull, but the best part about them were the incredible people that made up each one; you were never bored. There was always something to do whether you were talking to people, dancing, playing drinking games, or just drinking in general. And that’s why whenever you were told that there was going to be a party at Rafael Casal’s apartment, you never turned it down…even if you ended up showing up late.
“Well, look at who finally decided to show up.” You heard a familiar voice say as you walked through the door to Rafa’s place. Daveed grinned widely at you before he slid an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to him as you walked deeper into the apartment. “My favorite!”
Yesterday, we stopped in Santa Monica on our way to drop off a friend at LAX. From street performers to screaming children & their stressed parents, West Los Angeles is known for its eclectic & creative entertainment. Next to the captivating coasters and cluttered coastline, was a particular performer that struck our attention. “Dancing Dave”, a middle-aged man in a shiny silver outfit, was dancing and singing to any song you suggest. When we walked up, he had attracted a group of high school boys who were helping him out–stealing the show even. They were being entirely themselves, having dance battles, laughing and cheering on Dave as he painfully attempted to sing and dance to overplayed songs. Without the boys, you could’ve counted the amount of people watching on one hand, but there were dozens of people admiring this hilarious group. It made our day, and we laughed so hard watching the boys have so much fun with Dancing Dave, and I bet it made their day too.
I think something that interferes with choosing joy is getting caught in how cool we want to be or already think we are. Of the thousands of people on the pier, very few were straying from the crowd, and I don’t think this is only true of LA. On school campuses, out in public, or even around your family, the pressure to hold back or be glued to your phone is stealing the show. What if we believed that we were already cool just the way we are? and by being our true selves is the coolest way to live? Joy radiates from people when they are being entirely themselves, and it’s contagious, you may even get a crowd of people to join with.
Each of us is created in the image of the one who created all the amazing things around us… how COOL is that? Each hair on your head, each freckle, each strange talent, is created by the same God that created the galaxies, the stars, the oceans, the mountains, the wild animals you see on Planet Earth… but he made us as his most unique creation. I hope we can sit in this truth and come to terms with the fact that you are the coolest person you know, and nobody can take that from you, because it was that way before you were even born.
“Yet you, LORD, are our Father.We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.” Isaiah 64:8