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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]

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

[parodeity]

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

[windeity]

[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.

[parodeity]

[ 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.

[windeity]

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

[parodeity]

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

[windeity]

The day we got back?

[parodeity]

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

[windeity]

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

Is that a promise?

[parodeity]

[ 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.

[windeity]

[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.

[parodeity]

Want the thing first or after this?

[windeity]

[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.]

[parodeity]

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?

[windeity]

[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.

[parodeity]

[ a. longish pause. ]

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

[windeity]

You already said that. [A grin.] I promise I'll like it.

[parodeity]

Eyes shut and hands out, then.

[windeity]

[Hm. Okay, the car's in park and stuff so he does just that, tempted to peek but not bothering.]

[parodeity]

...It's yours anyway. [ muttered as he drops something into john's palms. he leaves his hands over it for a second, still kind of second-guessing if john will even want it, but when he pulls back it's just his (sort of shitty looking) heartstone.

he makes a face whenever john looks at him. ]

[windeity]

[His eyes are still shut when he feels the smooth parts of the stone in his palm and he makes a face, unsure of what to think before he opens them and glances down.

He pauses though.

...huh. His hands rotate the stone a little, breath caught in his throat as he thinks of the implications here before looking at Dave again.]

...are you sure? [He's already closing his fist around it because fuck off, it's his now.]

[parodeity]

You havin' it was not the part of this I wasn't sure about.

[ it was the whole "do you even want it" part. it's cracked and still kind of bad looking, so. ]

[windeity]

[He shifts a little in his seat to lean over the center console and carefully kiss him.]

Thank you. [Suffice to say, yes, he wants it.] I'm going to hang onto it.

[parodeity]

[ dave is pretty much always down to kiss john back, however briefly. ]

Yeah? ...Well, cool. So, uh. Your turn.

[windeity]

Okay. [The heart goes into his pocket instead of his sylladex but a small box comes down from his 'dex instead before he passes it over.]

It's kind of lame and a little weird but I think it might be something you appreciate? [Whenever Dave unwraps the box he'll find what looks like a cheap digital camera with a little sticky note that says "turn me on ;)"

Upon doing so, Dave will find...literally a day's worth of pictures of John like someone else is taking them. Given the angle, it might be easy for Dave to tell that John set the camera up in places and had it set on a timer to take pictures are random intervals for the most natural look. It's stuff like being in class, playing one of the school's pianos, playing with Mewpac, walking down the street, sitting in the library, just a bunch of mundane shit but still just John for Dave's collection of stuff.]