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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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Huh. [It's a thoughtful noise as he leans in a little close, bumping his nose to Dave's.] I guess in a way it makes sense. Even if we have only been dating officially since December I think you are the person I wanted to be with most for months before that. So, technically, chronologically your timing still makes sense.

[...] And anyway...I got your letters. [The valentine's letters said a lot.] I don't want to say "I am in love with you too" because it sounds cheap to say right after you said it, but...I feel it. Does that make sense? To feel something really strongly even if you do not know how to make the words work the way you want them to.

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Oh. [ congrats, dave's eyes widen and he looks stunned, which is. stupid.

like, apparently this is shocking news??? give him a few seconds here... ]

Um. [ why is he so fucking stupid. why is john so close??? wHAT IS HE SUPPOSED TO DO he puts a hand to john's face and tries to shove him back into the water, the emotionally mature response to this. ]

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[There's a noise of annoyed surprised as he slips backwards under Dave's hand and back into the water, sputtering a little as his hair and face get drenched. THANKS DAVE.]

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[ sorry he is this way. he moves too fast to press a kiss onto john's lips before flipping them around so he can wash his hair, though, relying solely on speed stats to get away with any of that?? ]

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[He tries to follow but Dave moves too fast and suddenly Dave's behind him with fingers in his hair. There's an eyeroll, but he sighs quietly and leans back into Dave's hands instead.]

Jerk. [Fondly. Ever-so-fondly.] It has been like an hour and you haven't even given me a proper kiss. What the fuck is up with that?

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Patience is supposedly a virtue. [ sucks to be john! but no he just...keeps getting distracted. he's distracted now but if john isn't facing him it's easier.

he's pretty methodical about washing hair, though. ]

...Maybe when we're back to the room.

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Patience is bullshit. [He's trying not to laugh, settled with Dave's hands in his hair and leaning against him a bit.] ...I am just kidding by the way. If you want to just make dinner and sleep for a while after you cut my hair that's fine, too.

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I missed your cooking. [ but he's not really hungry; granted, he rarely admits to being hungry, so. this is a weird statement, maybe, except he'd made it to shouto, too.

when he's done with the shampoo he taps john's shoulder and steps out of the way so john can wash it out, starting to work on his own hair. ]

...You have free will, too, you know?

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I can make you something good when we're back in the room. Promise. [But his hair's sudsy and for a moment he turns to look at Dave before he moves to rinse it clean. He's also just letting water run over him to rinse off the dirt from the forest, too.]

I know I have free will. What does that have to do with this?

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Eh. I'm not that hungry. [ he'll eat anyway, though. he's just waiting for his turn to rinse his hair. ]

And obviously I mean you haven't given me a proper kiss either. I'll cut your hair after I rinse off, okay?

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I know. But I think it will be good for both of us before we have to go anywhere. A good meal and sleeping in a bed.

[His hair's rinsed and clean and he side-steps to give Dave space under the water.]

That's fine though. [...] Would you...[...nah, never mind. He settles for pulling Dave's wrist to move him under the water and rinse his hair out for him.]

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[ no, what? ] Would I what?

[ he stands still to let john do the rinsing thing, though, shutting his eyes automatically. ]

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[He doesn't reply immediately, working his fingers through Dave's hair and slowly massaging his scalp to help alleviate any building headaches from the harsh light before he tilts himself forward to press a kiss to Dave's neck.

Apparently the question was "would you let me make another mark", but asking for it seems dumb.]

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[ any dumber than dave asking for the first set? he just hums and tips his head to the side because that's nice if. weird. they're wet and john's not wearing a fucking shirt and his fingers in dave's hair feel soothing.

there's not confusion or unease about it flickering through, anyway. just drowsy affection, amused. ]

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[It's warm and private (for now) and most importantly it's safe for them and he continues kissing Dave's neck for as long as he's allowed. The shampoo is out of Dave's hair but his fingers continue their ministrations even as he pulls Dave back against him just a little to continue. He'll also take that as a sign that he can definitely continue and go for round two.]

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[ a minute or two. because at least one of them remembers they're in the shared bathroom for their dorm's hall, and that person is apparently dave strider. he pushes john away, reluctant, and goes to shut off the water and shoo john to the bench so he can cut his hair. ]

To be continued, okay? This ain't really a private venue, babe.

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[An equally reluctant sigh is the answer and he nods anyway, pulling away to dry off and settle on the bench with the towel around his shoulders anyway.]

I told you this would be easier with our own place.

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Because you want to jump my bones? [ to make out, he means. dave's twirling he scissors again, but he's exceedingly gentle when he goes to start trimming. ] Quieter, too, probably. Unless you have really horrendous neighbors, but holy shit are dorm walls not really the best. And some of our floormates have fairly questionable taste in music? Like, damn.

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[He goes still again as Dave begins to trim.] All of that is totally true, yeah. Also shut up, that is not the only reason I would want to be along with you.

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[ he doesn't shrug because he doesn't want to jostle anything, so. ] There's always lots of reasons. Honestly, by the time we were sharin' a room I was kind of - I don't regret dorming it up? But I wouldn't have chosen to live in the dorms if I had to pick now with memories rather than back before I had so much back. It's not conducive to relaxing to live near so many people.

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[He's quiet anyway, taking in that explanation and processing it for a moment.] I don't know if there is much that could have been done anyway. I feel like we might have been required to live in dorms for the first year, but after that they don't care. I don't regret it either since it means meeting you and everything, but I hope wherever we go you can be comfortable there.

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Dirk would have fixed it. [ a shrug. ] Or Roxy, or both of them. If I'd told them I didn't want to, they'd have figured out a way to tell the system to fuck off. Probably with hacking and illegality. I mean, I likely wouldn't've told 'em, but.

[ he's trimming pretty fast and after a minute or two flips the scissors into his sylladex and finger-combs john's hair. ]

But yeah. Missing out on you wouldn't have been worth it. We should probably change.

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That's because you rarely mention those things. [But he hears the snipping of scissors and he's still sort of tense, only relaxing when they disappear. Dave's fingers in his hair help and he looks back at him not long after.]

Exactly though. We should change what?

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[ his lips quirk up into a smile, and he tugs on john's hair. ] Into clothes which are dry, which we brought for that purpose? Then back to the room. ...You don't have to get all the way changed if you don't want, I guess?

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[He laughs anyway when Dave pulls his hair, nodding as he moves to tilt his head even further back and somehow kiss Dave's chin.] Yeah, okay. Warm, dry clothes and then back to the room to eat and stuff. Should I be taking that as a sideways request to only get half-changed?