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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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[ he keeps it chaste and not so desperate like he has been doing, but it's still a few minutes before dave pulls back to see what the hell john gave him.

this gift gets an immediate laugh. ]

Oh my god.

[windeity]

It's a few months late, but...[A grin.]

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Your gift is so much better than mine. [ he loves it?? it's stupid and he loves it?? ]

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You still haven't told me what yours is, but somehow I doubt that.

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Well. I can give it to you whenever you want?

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Do you want me to have it now?

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Up to you. It's, um, kind of pales in comparison?

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I very much doubt it pales. I like anything that comes from you.

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[ well. he drops a flash drive from his sylladex and presses it into john's hand. ]

I couldn't fit it on a mix tape.

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[He takes the flashdrive and he holds it, immediately wishing he had somewhere to plug it in.]

What is "it", exactly?

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A chronological musical mix.

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Starting from when to when?

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The first time we exchanged music here to this month.

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...from like September? [That's impressive, really, and he sort of loves that.]

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Yes. It's songs we've shared and songs that played on the radio and songs that make me think of you. In order. I didn't want to pare it down so I didn't.

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...I can't believe you thought this wouldn't be on the same level.

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It's not really. It's just what happened when I thought about not having a song.

[windeity]

...not having a song?

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[ dave shrugs. ] We don't have one. We have music. [ he taps john's hand. ]

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Sometimes I think that makes us even luckier than usual.

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It's a way in which we're lucky. [ there are ways they aren't, some he knows for certain in june. no matter the month he rarely tries to talk about it. dave turns john's hand over and presses a soft little kiss above the bandage on the skin of his inner palm. ]

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[Every now and then Dave does something charming and it makes him realize the gravity of what's happening to them. It's nice and terrifying as usual, but more toward the nice side. It's why he simply smiles. ]

Are you happy?

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Aren't you?

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Yes but that hardly answers my question.

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It kind of does. [ this time when he kisses john it's not on the wrist but on the cheek, before he stands up. ] I forget. Was this our last stop?