[Normally John would be up and going pretty early even for a Saturday, so it may be a surprise when he cracks an eye open, sees the room is still dark at 8am and goes back to sleep. Dave can easily come and go as he pleases but he's exhausted and cozy and he sleeps for another couple of hours.
By the time he wakes up again he yawns, stretching a little before he slips out of bed and heads for the window. Drawing the curtains back, he notices the frost immediately before practically smooshing his face to the glass with child-like glee.]
[ he could come and go as he pleases but he does not? dave's willing to wake john up again later on the grounds that it's saturday and he plans to go back for visitation hours again if john lets him, but otherwise it feels colder than usual and he's fine just making a protesting noise and burrowing into the blankets of whichever the fuck bed they're on and pretending the outside world doesn't exist and leeching heat. he wakes up early like usual but refuses to leave, drowsy and drifting and not thinking of anything much at all.
until it's like, colder and john's actually up and making noise and dave reaches out to grab the cat to pull closer after making an aggrieved noise again in protest of, generally, a lack of heat. the cat is warm and has not abandoned him. ]
Nope.
[ NOPE. if he doesn't acknowledge the snow it doesn't exist. ]
[When Anya hits Yuri's contact on her phone, she takes it for granted that she'll reach him. Sure, she's been trying to get in touch with her grandparents for a while and sometimes her calls with Yuri drop out - but he responds to texts fine and she said she would call him after his scheduled rehearsal like she does every two weeks or so. So she's trying to do that.
When the dial tone stops and it sounds like he's picked up, she doesn't hesitate - ]
Good evening, Yuratchka! Did rehearsal go okay today?
[It's all in Russian but - well, the name should stand out enough.]
[ dave texts or calls yuri when he can. it's weird and hard and he hates how much has been forgotten but he's good at pretending sometimes and so he does call him. when he hears russian it's always anya or yuri he thinks of first, and picking up the phone to hear it isn't that weird but anya doesn't correct herself into english and she says yuri's nickname and dave gets it, immediately. ]
I think I caught the part about "evenin'". [ and his name. but. ] Sorry, An.
[ AFTER WHO KNOWS HOW LONG OF SPARRING FOR THE FIRST TIME it's now time to take a break and souji is panting, wiping his brow and kind of leaning on his sword]
You never saw me flip the cards when we played poker, either.
[ YEAH, DAVE IS...FAST. he lets his sword disappear but leans back against - where are they the woods? the roof? either way there's a tree or like, an edge of the roof to lean on, surely. ]
[ under the bed is not presents, but instead a semi-elaborate scavenger hunt that will eventually lead to... underneath john's bed where a box labelled FOR DAVE awaits.
inside;
1) a homemade birthday card that is all black with red gel pen apples all over and a Happy Birthday. We are not able to consume alcohol, but we can go die in war and smoke tobacco. Let's do neither. Love, Rose 2) an apple sweater, an apple sweater, jeans, a watercolor picture (similar to shown), a bag of apple-flavored candy that is now USELESS and cat treats for mewpac. 3) a dancing apple-shaped usb drive that only contains a 25min violin solo of mixed genres and a picture of an ugly birthday cake. ]
[The drive is silent. John's fingers drum on the steering wheel and Dave messes with the music but John says nothing as they drive through the city back toward campus. He parks the car near the music building and he turns it off shortly after, giving Dave a glance out of the corner of his eye.]
Even if it isn't, I could get us in one way or another.
[ the seatbelt is off in a flicker and dave opens the door to slide out, and all the red he's wearing isn't really meant for stealth but that won't stop him being too quiet and automatically trying to blend for the evening. ]
[ he never needs too much context with music. after a while john gets a folder of files back? ]
i meant to send you this on the first but i got sidetracked
[ why does he compulsively make mixes. this one seems to be all remixes courtesy dave for some reason? the folder is titled letsbesanta so the theme is. obvious.
[ the 25 days of presents for dave has continued even tho I've been lazy
12/4: two crisp two dollar bills. 12/5: a MERRY CHRISTMAS YA FILTHY ANIMAL light-up trucker hat. 12/6: can of fake spray snow. 12/7: oliver twist, annotated by rose. charles dickens can fight her, apparently. 12/8: a cd of just the bangle's hazy shade of winter. 12/9: the branch of a christmas tree. 12/10: several handfuls of red glitter in an envelope. and 12/11: a red beanie with I AM THE D stitched in white.
each came with a lame text of a on the whatever day of christmas your sister etc whatever.
on the 11th is also a text with a picture of her wearing a white shirt with a... something? purple something octo like on it? ]
Imagine, were I a famous social media star I could make this into "merch". That's short for merchandise.
[In the evening Dave may return to their dorm for their usual Tuesday night dinners, but he won't find John. Instead, he'll find a couple of things.
First he'll find a walkman. Like a legitimate walkman. It's red? Where the fuck he got it is a mystery. But there's a red walkman and headphones and between the headphones is a cassette tape with the word "waystations" written on it (one side is red, one side is blue.)
like a best friend that you can be completely yourself around and sometimes you just say really stupid things or you buy each other dumb presents like piano cufflinks and apple soda and you'd still fight demonic winged dogs together and then go home and fall asleep together. ...and sometimes you just wander around holding hands because he gets cold easily and sometimes you just make sure there are enough blankets on the bed for that same reason and sometimes you bribe him with apple pancakes because the fixation on apples ALSO transcended multiple timelines for some goddamn reason and sometimes you get inspired to write music when you thought you quit years ago because the one person who used to inspired you walked out of your life and sometimes you think you suck at science but stick out out because you're a stubborn fuck and he likes math and helps with your homework but when he says "switch your major, you'd be happier" you finally listen and sometimes he walls himself off and you have no idea how to break through so you just climb to try and get in any way you can and sometimes you agree to stupid bullshit like dancing or trading holidays and sometimes you remember that he's seen way more than you can even comprehend sometimes and you're a fucking idiot but he puts up with you even when you get yourself killed a few times and sometimes you make stupid jokes and even if you don't think they're funny or you embarrass yourself the laugh is worth it because he looks really cute when he smiles and sometimes it makes your chest hurt and it's physically painful to look at him because you have no idea what's happened to you to kind of realize that hey, you found someone you never want to let go. "someone you can talk to about the little things, who distracts you from the big things. who listens to you even when it's stupid, and who agrees to help you without much of a second thought even if they're not sure why. just...a best friend. someone you'd die for." that's what it's like.
[And also the keys to John's car. Apparently, should Dave choose to, he's supposed to go down to the parking lot and get in said-car to go somewhere.
[ dave: wonder what the fuck you just walked home to, actually.
but there's music, and he can't turn down music, so the headphones are hooked over his ears as he slides the cassette in and hits play. he reads the note and eyes the keys and sure, let's go see what the fuck is going on at the car as he listens to a mix tape that's a legitimate tape. ]
[So on the 14th in the middle of the afternoon John doesn't bother telling Natalie where they're going but he texts her an address. Whenever she gets to the location she'll find that she's at Catmosphere, the cat cafe, and John's standing out front with his keyboard like the night before and fiddling with some of the adjustments. There are also speakers? But he's playing a familiar song as she approaches.]
[The address with no other explanation is strange, but it's John, so it must be harmless. After putting on her warm clothing, she heads to the place he's indicated. Once she gets there, though, the only response he'll have to his question for a few moments is a surprised stare. Eventually:]
Ready for what? I mean, I might have been if you explained literally anything that is happening right now. Didn't we already finish caroling yesterday?
[Even as she says that, she's moving closer to the keyboard with a muttered 'scoot over'. Piano duet time??]
Hey. Have you made any movies involving horses possibly running for some sort of electoral position? I got this concept art vetoed but thought it might be of use somewhere else.
[Hi Dave. Did you have a nice visit with Malik? In the time it took for John to drop Dave off and come back a lot sure did happen. He's at least changed out of the Santa suit but it's definitely in the trunk and there's bruising on his jaw. His eyes are partially glazed over and his shirt's bloody from when his nose started bleeding again as he changed out of the Santa suit. At least it's mostly just puffy and swollen than actively bleeding?
On the other hand, he's not quite looking at Dave when he gets in the car.]
...I might need you to drive. [So that's a thing.]
[ hi, john. it's malik's birthday so he definitely would have asked john to help him make pumpkin cake at some point on the grounds it's a vegetable but also he is wearing this along with his stupid black skinny jeans.
he just.
stares, and immediately reaches out for john's jaw - sees the bruising and shifts to touch his cheek - to very gently tilt his face over towards dave so he can examine the extent of the damage here. ]
[The evening before was mostly mellow. John eventually woke up and his face and body still hurt but he’d rested enough that he was awake even if he didn’t want to leave the bed. Eventually he fell asleep again curled up directly into Dave’s side and breathing softly through his mouth. Sorry Dave.
But it’s morning soon enough and his eyes snap open as he realizes it’s Christmas Eve, officially. A glance at his phone says it’s still semi-early but he turns a little to see what Dave’s doing.
He has a whole plan for the day. It’s all a matter of timing though.]
anyway. dave doesn’t sleep in often if ever so he’s awake and just idly reading something on his phone off to the side. he feels the shift, though, and turns his attention to john instead of tumblr. ]
Yes? Use your words, Egbert, I know you have ‘em. If not I am willing to lease you some of mine.
[Christmas morning starts about as early as Christmas Eve but he's still not immediately bolting out of bed. Mewpac's somewhere on one of the other pillows and John's eyes are barely open. He's not even looking at the window though when he says:]
It's snowing. [And he's absolutely correct. It's light and more like little flurries, but it's still snow.]
Of course it is. [ dave's awake, obviously, but he doesn't see any point in moving from where he's curled up against john's side, leeching heat and comfort. ] I hate winter, let's boycott it.
the 25 days of dave continued with: 12/12: a clock missing its batteries. 12/13: the batteries. 12/14: a loaf of fancy bread, like, from the store bakery. 12/15: a package of gum with a note that she did not sell dave for it. 12/16: a dvd of the movie "taken". yes, it's a joke on dave being taken romantically. 12/17: a fruitcake. she didn't ever expect it to be edible, taste or no. 12/18: a pair of red cowboy boots. 12/19: a small, fiberoptic red christmas tree, on his beside table. 12/20: a three pack of heart-shaped picture frames. 12/21: 3 pictures, perfect size for the frames; a photoshopped faceless apple, their parents, and rose's cat. 12/22: a pack of pokemon cards. or whatever they're called. 12/23: a package of candycanes with a note saying they're for decorating, obviously. 12/24: a lil baby jesus from a nativity scene, with sunglasses added on.
AND FINALLY, ON CHRISTMAS, PRESUMABLY BENEATH A TREE,
a red box containing: a knitted red cat stuffed animal with magnets in the paws, a red sweater with DAVE on the front, a red scarf with music notes in white on it, a cozy red sleeve thing for his sunglasses (labeled SUNGLASSES COZY), and a christmas card that plays jingle bell rock. ]
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11/13
Think you could take a listen?
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are you going to that music jam thing hes doing i assume
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By the time he wakes up again he yawns, stretching a little before he slips out of bed and heads for the window. Drawing the curtains back, he notices the frost immediately before practically smooshing his face to the glass with child-like glee.]
Dude! Snow! [Welp. Congrats and good luck, Dave.]
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Nope.
[ NOPE. if he doesn't acknowledge the snow it doesn't exist. ]
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11/19-ish?? | voice
When the dial tone stops and it sounds like he's picked up, she doesn't hesitate - ]
Good evening, Yuratchka! Did rehearsal go okay today?
[It's all in Russian but - well, the name should stand out enough.]
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I think I caught the part about "evenin'". [ and his name. but. ] Sorry, An.
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12/1
On the first day of Christmas your sister gave to you,
a neck-warming device.
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youre off from the holiday by 20+ days and our bday by like 3
early start this year rosie?
[ also have a selfie with dave + cat in the gifts hi. ]
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12/4
You weren't kidding about being fast.
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[ YEAH, DAVE IS...FAST. he lets his sword disappear but leans back against - where are they the woods? the roof? either way there's a tree or like, an edge of the roof to lean on, surely. ]
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12/2
On the second day of Christmas your sister gave to you,
2 treats.
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12/3
[ under the bed is not presents, but instead a semi-elaborate scavenger hunt that will eventually lead to... underneath john's bed where a box labelled FOR DAVE awaits.
inside;
1) a homemade birthday card that is all black with red gel pen apples all over and a Happy Birthday.
We are not able to consume alcohol, but we can go die in war and smoke tobacco.
Let's do neither.
Love,
Rose
2) an apple sweater, an apple sweater, jeans, a watercolor picture (similar to shown), a bag of apple-flavored candy that is now USELESS and cat treats for mewpac.
3) a dancing apple-shaped usb drive that only contains a 25min violin solo of mixed genres and a picture of an ugly birthday cake. ]
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i love you
did you knit me a sweater for apples
also why shouldnt we smoke tobacco
were required by law to have at least one bad habit apiece i think
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12/3 post-party
...like I said, the building should be unlocked.
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[ the seatbelt is off in a flicker and dave opens the door to slide out, and all the red he's wearing isn't really meant for stealth but that won't stop him being too quiet and automatically trying to blend for the evening. ]
By bullshit if nothing else?
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12/01
Would you be interested in a DJ gig on January 1st?
You'd be paid.
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but yeah sure im available
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[Were you hoping for context, Dave, because that might not be a thing.]
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i meant to send you this on the first but i got sidetracked
[ why does he compulsively make mixes. this one seems to be all remixes courtesy dave for some reason? the folder is titled letsbesanta so the theme is. obvious.
one, two, three, four, five. ]
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All good things are, too,
I hear it's your birthday
(Happy birthday to you)
I did something for you
And now I'll recap it:
I got you a gift
But there's no way to wrap it
So when you've a free minute
In your festivity,
You should come by my house
For a visit with me.
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if youre down to jive
just let me loop away
though dont tell john i did he told me not to today so like yeah
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12/4 - 12/11
12/4: two crisp two dollar bills.
12/5: a MERRY CHRISTMAS YA FILTHY ANIMAL light-up trucker hat.
12/6: can of fake spray snow.
12/7: oliver twist, annotated by rose. charles dickens can fight her, apparently.
12/8: a cd of just the bangle's hazy shade of winter.
12/9: the branch of a christmas tree.
12/10: several handfuls of red glitter in an envelope.
and 12/11: a red beanie with I AM THE D stitched in white.
each came with a lame text of a on the whatever day of christmas your sister etc whatever.
on the 11th is also a text with a picture of her wearing a white shirt with a... something? purple something octo like on it? ]
Imagine, were I a famous social media star I could make this into "merch".
That's short for merchandise.
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12/12
First he'll find a walkman. Like a legitimate walkman. It's red? Where the fuck he got it is a mystery. But there's a red walkman and headphones and between the headphones is a cassette tape with the word "waystations" written on it (one side is red, one side is blue.)
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen.
There's also a note.]
like a best friend that you can be completely yourself around and sometimes you just say really stupid things or you buy each other dumb presents like piano cufflinks and apple soda and you'd still fight demonic winged dogs together and then go home and fall asleep together.
...and sometimes you just wander around holding hands because he gets cold easily and sometimes you just make sure there are enough blankets on the bed for that same reason and sometimes you bribe him with apple pancakes because the fixation on apples ALSO transcended multiple timelines for some goddamn reason and sometimes you get inspired to write music when you thought you quit years ago because the one person who used to inspired you walked out of your life and sometimes you think you suck at science but stick out out because you're a stubborn fuck and he likes math and helps with your homework but when he says "switch your major, you'd be happier" you finally listen and sometimes he walls himself off and you have no idea how to break through so you just climb to try and get in any way you can and sometimes you agree to stupid bullshit like dancing or trading holidays and sometimes you remember that he's seen way more than you can even comprehend sometimes and you're a fucking idiot but he puts up with you even when you get yourself killed a few times and sometimes you make stupid jokes and even if you don't think they're funny or you embarrass yourself the laugh is worth it because he looks really cute when he smiles and sometimes it makes your chest hurt and it's physically painful to look at him because you have no idea what's happened to you to kind of realize that hey, you found someone you never want to let go.
"someone you can talk to about the little things, who distracts you from the big things. who listens to you even when it's stupid, and who agrees to help you without much of a second thought even if they're not sure why. just...a best friend. someone you'd die for."
that's what it's like.
[And also the keys to John's car. Apparently, should Dave choose to, he's supposed to go down to the parking lot and get in said-car to go somewhere.
Dave: head down to the car?]
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but there's music, and he can't turn down music, so the headphones are hooked over his ears as he slides the cassette in and hits play. he reads the note and eyes the keys and sure, let's go see what the fuck is going on at the car as he listens to a mix tape that's a legitimate tape. ]
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12/14, 1 of 2
Hey. Ready? [John what the fuck.]
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Ready for what? I mean, I might have been if you explained literally anything that is happening right now. Didn't we already finish caroling yesterday?
[Even as she says that, she's moving closer to the keyboard with a muttered 'scoot over'. Piano duet time??]
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On the other hand, he's not quite looking at Dave when he gets in the car.]
...I might need you to drive. [So that's a thing.]
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...Dude, what the fuck?
[ IT WAS ONE HOUR ]
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12/24
But it’s morning soon enough and his eyes snap open as he realizes it’s Christmas Eve, officially. A glance at his phone says it’s still semi-early but he turns a little to see what Dave’s doing.
He has a whole plan for the day. It’s all a matter of timing though.]
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Yes? Use your words, Egbert, I know you have ‘em. If not I am willing to lease you some of mine.
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12/25
It's snowing. [And he's absolutely correct. It's light and more like little flurries, but it's still snow.]
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12/26
I should preface that John told me what happened, with Bucky.
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but im ok
christmas was kinda great
how are you?
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12/12 to 12/25.
the 25 days of dave continued with:
12/12: a clock missing its batteries.
12/13: the batteries.
12/14: a loaf of fancy bread, like, from the store bakery.
12/15: a package of gum with a note that she did not sell dave for it.
12/16: a dvd of the movie "taken". yes, it's a joke on dave being taken romantically.
12/17: a fruitcake. she didn't ever expect it to be edible, taste or no.
12/18: a pair of red cowboy boots.
12/19: a small, fiberoptic red christmas tree, on his beside table.
12/20: a three pack of heart-shaped picture frames.
12/21: 3 pictures, perfect size for the frames; a photoshopped faceless apple, their parents, and rose's cat.
12/22: a pack of pokemon cards. or whatever they're called.
12/23: a package of candycanes with a note saying they're for decorating, obviously.
12/24: a lil baby jesus from a nativity scene, with sunglasses added on.
AND FINALLY, ON CHRISTMAS, PRESUMABLY BENEATH A TREE,
a red box containing: a knitted red cat stuffed animal with magnets in the paws, a red sweater with DAVE on the front, a red scarf with music notes in white on it, a cozy red sleeve thing for his sunglasses (labeled SUNGLASSES COZY), and a christmas card that plays jingle bell rock. ]
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