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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]

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.

[parodeity]

Do I have to sing you a lullaby or somethin'? [ LIKE dave is too but he's also still really fucking tired tbh ]

[windeity]

No just...stop talking. Just talking and we can go to sleep. I like hearing you but also go to sleep.

[parodeity]

[ TBH HE LOOKS OFFENDED AT BEING TOLD TO STOP TALKING but he shuts up so ok ]

[windeity]

[Good Dave. Sleepy time now.]

...we'll go down the hitlist tomorrow for caroling. Promise.

[parodeity]

[ john told him to Not Talk so he continues not talking, although he's sulking poutily a little bit.

BUT QUIETLY. ]

[windeity]

[Yeah he can SEE THAT...]

...stop being cute.

[parodeity]

[ the sulking CONTINUES.

quietly ]

[windeity]

[...sigh.]

Fine. You can talk.

[Weak as fuq.]

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[ he tried maybe. dave just leans forward to kiss...john's cheek. ]

Night, John.

[ was that seriously all. apparently. ]

[windeity]

[And this is how John became doomed. But either way he's just taking that and snuggling closer, shutting his eyes and eventually dozing off. Night Dave.]