[The video feed starts out harmlessly enough. It's just John in his room, sitting on his bed. He is looking weirdly gleeful, though.]Hi guys! So I don't know who knows this but today is Nicolas Cage's birthday! For those of you who don't know who he is, Nic Cage is God's gift to human cinema basically the best thing to happen to my young life
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He doesn't want to make things harder.]
Lee and...and my mirror, they seem really happy together.
[He pauses, trying to get his thoughts in a straight line.]
And I feel really happy when I'm with you. I mean, did you hear me before? I was so desperate for you to come to this-- party-thing and...I mean, you sleep in the next room. It was like with, you know. Santana.
[Which he realizes, now, he should apologize about later.]
But I didn't stop liking her? At least...ugh. I don't know, maybe I just think she's really hot. I kind of feel the same way about Liv Tyler.
[Flop.]
Ugh. I just-- it's different with you. But maybe I just like guys more than girls, or maybe you're safe and-- and I thought you might like me so you were less likely to laugh in my face, although I kind of figured if I let you keep those glasses on it was still a possibility...
[He pressed the heels of his palms against his eyes, trying to keep from crying about this yet again.]
Or maybe I really really like you and all that fake flirting we've been doing since fucking forever wasn't so fake for either of us but we both thought I was too straight and I'm still kind of scared of what it means to not just be straight and I don't want to hurt you, I don't, I really--
[Fuck fuck fuck, no crying that wasn't helpful. He took deep breaths, choking it all down.]
I just...I think I'd be okay if I never kissed anybody else.
I'd say again but you're kind of it, really.
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Sounds like a physical attraction with Lopez.
[The next part is hard.]
I guess, tell me how I can help?
[He's the worst at this, and he knows it.]
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Dave didn't say he's not the best person to talk to about this kind of thing because he was a source of the confusing feelings and therefore it'd be awkward.
Dave said that because he is kind of really hard to talk to about this kind of stuff.]
Dave...
Just.
Kiss me again?
Please?
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He looks down at John, chin in his hand, and thinks about that. If it helps in some way, then he's okay with it.
Dave moves over, leans down, and hesitates before meeting his lips tentatively, cold water dripping onto John's face from his hair.]
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His chest explodes. His heart is thumping, steady but loud and hard. There's a lump in his throat, something tied to his veins because it's throbbing too. He's surprised Dave's lips are this soft, it's been getting colder and drier lately and...
He isn't really kissing back, huh?
John brushes his lips against Dave's lightly, and that gesture, for whatever reason, makes everything relax. He realizes, vaguely, that he's basically giving some sort of weird Eskimo kiss thing here, but maybe that's all it is. He was nervous about the kissing and now that it's nice and comfortable...yeah. He's really enjoying himself. All the nerve endings are still firing, sure, but now it's just nice, really nice, and he finds himself wondering what Dave's lips taste like.
So he just sort of...swipes his tongue across them.
...
What the--]
Dave, are you wearing-- you can't wear lip gloss, that's too girly!
[John proceeds to scrub at Dave's lips with his sleeve. He's a romantic like that.]
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1. If he had been Davesprite, he most likely would've squawked up a storm.
2. It's a good thing Dave's occupied, otherwise he'd be banging his head against the wall.
He pulls back from the arm, trying to save himself.]
It's called "Dave's Plan to Not Have His Lips Bleed When It's Fuckin' Freezin'," Egbert. Also, that's lip balm, not gloss. You don't see my lips shinier than Colin Mocherie's head, do you?
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[Pause.]
I'm being dumb, aren't I?
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[And that's pretty mild. Dave digs out his lip balm from his pocket to reapply it.]
If it's girly, then I'll gladly take it as such 'cause, shit, at least I'm takin' care of my body. It's like sayin' soap is a girly product.
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Sorry.
[But...still...]
I still like kissing you.
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Don't worry about it.
[Down stomach, Jesus H Christ. Heart, don't make brain come down there and raise his pimp hand.]
While I'm not at all adverse to an encore, I need to know what we're gettin' into first.
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But this all feels so good and...light. Like flying.]
What would you call it if we only kissed each other?
[He's...kind of too shy to use the words he think are appropriate. Like "going steady" and "boyfriends"...]
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[His disapproval of that is subtle.]
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M...more than that, though?
[He looks down, blushing.]
I wanna...hold hands with you and stuff too. Stuff I'd do with a girlfriend but...but with you. You who is a boy. And I am also a boy. Nngh.
[John drops his head, embarrassed and blushing harshly.]
I want to be boyfriends, okay?
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Okay, well, you need Bro's approval. I mean, like, legit relationship approval. Stern talks and everythin'.
[Wait, he's forgetting something important, here....
...
Fuck.]
Fuck, and I guess I gotta come out to Bro, now, too.
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[Blush.]
Um, and as far as coming out, uh. I think he'll be...okay...with that.
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[Small sigh.]
Yeah, I know.
[But there's still that fear.]
We got other people to tell and shit. Terezi, Lalonde, and Harley are at the tip top of the list, even if Bro dominates at number one.
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