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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]

[He doesn't ask. Instead, he's very patient and waits until Dave removes his shades and he leans in a little closer to see him in the dim light of their room from the window.]

...your eyes are still really pretty. Like for a dude. Is it weird to say your eyes are pretty?

[parodeity]

Yours are gorgeous so I don't know if I can say it's weird?

[windeity]

Don't even start. They're just blue, Dave. [He will have this same argument until his dying day.]

[parodeity]

Bluer than blue. [ STUBBORNLY... ]

[windeity]

[A snort.] Okay, whatever. [He curls in closer to rest his forehead against Dave's.] ...hey. If I promise to leave the lights low, can we maybe work that into the schedule, too? One night a week without your shades?

[parodeity]

That's such a weird thing to schedule. [ lord. ] ...Which night.

[windeity]

Fridays after we get home from whatever the fuck? Since Saturdays are ours anyway.

[parodeity]

As long as we don't intend to stare at a lot of bright screens or whatever on Fridays, then sure.

[windeity]

I can turn down the brightness on stuff, too. And if it still hurts your eyes to do that then you can put the shades back on. Okay?

[parodeity]

Yeah, that's chill. [ he rolls his eyes. it's visible for once. ] It's not a big deal if that's what you want, dude.

[ OR HE WON'T ADMIT IT IS ONE ANYWAY ]

[windeity]

[And Dave wonders why John can't trust him about his opinions sometimes. Still, he seems content and he nods, letting his arms wind around Dave's waist and curling in closer.]

Cool...I just really like them.

[parodeity]

You have weird tastes but I guess I shouldn't complain. [ or. well. he has no idea how he managed to get around john's usual tastes but. whatever. now is not the time to think about that. ]

[windeity]

Don't know what that means, not gonna ask. [But he's also letting his eyes close a little more.] ...guess we lost the chance of you actually being sleepy, didn't we?

[parodeity]

...No? [ he had an hour's nap. he can go to sleep if he lets himself. ]

[windeity]

Up for it then? [That is to say he doesn't mind staying up a little longer if Dave wants to.]

[parodeity]

You can go to bed, dude. [ he'll follow pretty quick he's sure. ]

[windeity]

...[There's a derisive sort of snort.] Would you believe me if I said I am kind of too excited to sleep now?

[parodeity]

...You're such a goddamn puppy, and that does nothing for a Friday shadesless argument?

[ john probably meant because of like not specifically that but uh ]

[windeity]

What are you even talking about? [He makes a face.] Also I am not.

[parodeity]

If that got you that excited. Also, you are so.

[windeity]

As much as I like that you agreed to that, that is not why I'm excited, numbnuts. [He pushes at Dave's cheek because not a puppy!!]

[parodeity]

Oh my god, fine. Is this going to be a month-long Christmas thing?

[windeity]

Still not why I'm excited but good point. [He settles down though and allows his fingers to idly brush over Dave's arms.]

[parodeity]

...Seriously? [ that does leave the one thing but yeah. ] Go the hell to bed anyway. When was the last time you slept?

[windeity]

[Look...he's really happy Dave said yes. Leave him alone.] Um. ...god, I don't know. Sunday? It's not a big deal, I will sleep.