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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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Pottery? [ ...also he flicks john's forehead. ] Just...you know, let me spoil you sometimes too.

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Sort of. [He wrinkles his forehead a bit and swats at Dave's hand.] You live with me and I get to wake up next to you all the time. That is pretty much the epitome of being spoiled.

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Okay, that doesn't count? It's a mutual bullshit thing?

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You can spoil me when it really counts then like on my birthday. Would that be better? [A raise of his eyebrows. Dave don't be silly.]

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No? I want permission to spoil you every day, or I'm fully intending to start torturing you as soon as we hit the car.

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How the fuck would you torture me, exactly? [He sounds amused, help.]

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Do you somehow think me incapable, because I've definitely wound you up successfully multiple times before?

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...yeah, good point. [He gets up from the table and holds out an arm for Dave to take.] Fine, whatever, spoil me whenever you want. But not today because this is me spoiling you. Deal?

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[ mgnnng. ] Let me give you a backrub when we get home then.

[ but he takes john's arm anyway. ]

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Alright, alright. [Out they go.] You're getting bossier the longer we're dating, you know that? [He likes it...RIP.]

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...Well, yeah, because you like bein' bossed around. [ it's not exactly an accident? ]

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[Okay, so, true but also:]

Shut up. [A faint flush but yeah. Caught.] I never said I didn't, it is just a thing I noticed. You used to be pretty bad about asking for things even just a few months ago.

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[ dave shrugs, because like. ] ...I don't, like, always ask you for shit even still. But you get...stupid when I do, all happy and whatever, so. I don't know. it's fine if it's bullshit I know you want to do anyway.

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I like when you ask for things. And maybe someday it can be non-bullshit?

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...I asked you for one non-bullshit thing before any of this.

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The day we got back?

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Nah. [ he tweaks john's nose? ] I'll tell you someday, dude.

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[Ugh. He makes a face and catches Dave's hand so now he has. Both of Dave's arms? Dumb.]

Is that a promise?

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[ well, assuming they made it out of the restaurant and are going to get their car from the valet or whatever.

he will kiss john. ]

...Yep.

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[The valet shows up and John returns the kiss, squeezing Dave around the waist a little before opening the door for him.]

Cool. That is all I wanted to hear. [And once Dave's situated he'll go to the driver's side and start driving them to their next location.] Anyway so yeah, it's kind of pottery and kind of not.

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Want the thing first or after this?

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[Meanwhile, John continues to be impatient and he suddenly perks up again.] First! And then I can give you the other thing. [SPARE HIS LIFE.]

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Okay, well...pull over out of the way, I guess? [ since the valet car thing, yeah, so. ] Or like, in front of wherever we are going?

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[Luckily the art place isn't far from where John took them for dinner, so eventually he finds a new place to park and turns in his seat almost expectantly.]

This is the place. They're open for another couple of hours.

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[ a. longish pause. ]

...It's embarrassing. [ he's already second guessing the thing, apparently. ]