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[parodeity]

DAVE STRIDER

consider this your warning about stairs. itll just keep happening bro. im telling you man

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[windeity]

[Apparently he just likes doing these things for Dave and he leans back to get out and lock up the car, holding out his hand. He might be asking for his keys or for Dave's hand, he's not saying.]

I read it now, don't I? And I definitely read it in our past life so I think that is like, mega friendship levels.

[parodeity]

Now that just sounds like an insult? [ he deposits the keys in john's hand since he figures that's what john is asking for and dave doesn't like to. assume. about handholding even if he'd clung when they'd went ice skating the second john took his hand. ] I think I am definitely offended and I'm tellin' Rose you're a cad.

[windeity]

It does noooot. [He tucks his keys into his pocket and starts heading upstairs with Dave.] What does that even mean?

[parodeity]

A cad? Guy who behaves dishonorably towards women, I think? [ i.e. INSULTING their art skills immediately after dave acknowledged his skills sucked, anyway. ] And yep, sorry, you're definitely at the bottom of the friendlist now. My offense knows no bounds.

[windeity]

I've heard of it but I never knew what that meant. [They're up in their room by now at least and John's immediately stripping out of his jacket, carefully undoing his cuff links to put somewhere safe.] And if I am at the bottom of the friendlist now I guess that means I will sleep by myself tonight.

[...please don't make him do that, Dave.]

[parodeity]

That's up to you. [ dave doesn't immediately start changing but instead feeds the cat dinner. ] I can always call up the top of the friendlist instead, obviously.

[ like he's not gonna, but. ]

[windeity]

Don't be a jerk. [He's mostly teasing and while Dave's feeding their cat John's. Sort of making an attempt to change and throw on something resembling pajamas before laying on his bed.] Who would that even be anyway?

[parodeity]

I am allowed to use your own moves against you? [ once the cat is fed he will take off the cardigan and then start cycling out of his suit into actually pajamas. ]

And that's a secret. I can't go around giving out other people's rankings.

[windeity]

They're not my moves if you are using them too. [Thank god the cardigan goes away. But he's doing his best not to watch him and instead shuts his eyes.] Anyway I have to know who I have to fight for your honor and stuff.

[parodeity]

That wouldn't be a fight for honor, and they're your moves if you used 'em first? That is how moves work.

[ the jacket comes off, then his tie, the cufflinks and then the shirt, replaced with something older and softer and long-sleeved. ]

And the answer's still no. It'll keep you on your toes.

[windeity]

Okay it's a fight for my honor then. [What is he even talking about anymore. Even with his eyes closed he does at least crack one up to sneak a peek since Dave is still Dave.]

Remind me why I like you again?

[parodeity]

[ glad john still thinks dave is hot. he's always careful about putting his clothes away if not...other things, like the cords he still kind of leaves wherever, so moving at normal human speed this takes a little while but he doesn't speed himself up. the belt and slacks are exchanged for sweats and he digs around in his sock drawer to find something warm. ]

Best friend requirements or something. Also, that doesn't even make any sense re: your honor.

[windeity]

[It's unfortunate but yes, Dave is hot. Anyway he's comfortable and finally letting himself relax so he's sleepily watching Dave putter around and dig for socks and such even when there's a soft laugh.]

That is because my honor is already ruined or something. Also yes, exactly. The only reason I like you at all is because of best friend requirements.

[parodeity]

[ fuzzy socks from rose are both ugly and warm, and that's what he ends up tugging on. ]

That still makes no sense. [ what the fuck is john even talking about. eventually he's supposedly more or less ready to sleep (he won't sleep) and he pet mewpac and flips the lights. ]

...You're lucky I'm nicer than you are, re: your moves. [ said with absolutely no indication what he means, but he'll at least join john instead of not. it's better than saying "more pathetic" which could be an alternate truth here. ]

[windeity]

[He doesn't reply to, like, any of that because Dave's joining him and for once it's John immediately curling around him instead. It's still loose and a little cautious like he's not sure if this is okay but he's making them comfortable and pulling another blanket over them.]

Yeah, yeah, I am lucky in a lot of ways when it comes to you. [It doesn't take long for Mewpac to join them on the bed either.]

[parodeity]

[ this is an example of how john is not nice: things dave thinks but doesn't say, and he's not even sure if he feels that way or not. someone else initiating this kind of thing is a weak point, though, and he doesn't complain even as he shifts to try to find a position he doesn't mind being stuck in. ]

Go the hell to sleep, Egbert.

[windeity]

Mmhm. [Already ahead of you, Dave.] Are you going to try...?

[parodeity]

[ lmao no ]

Mmhmm. Sleep.

[windeity]

[Okay. There's a nudge against the side of Dave's face that may have been a kiss if John wasn't already mostly asleep but he Tried. Lmao sorry Dave, he'll get his shit together soon.]

[parodeity]

[ things that aren't going to help dave sleep: THAT. but okay, whatever, go the fuck to sleep john! dave will do the thing where he just runs a hand through john's hair mostly soothingly so john will stop being a nuisance. ]