[Well. Dave is downstairs and John makes good on his promise to log off. He doesn't fly like he might on other days but instead he's coming down the stairs at a normal pace and speed. It's enough that Dave can at least hear him and prepare for...whatever.
He also gives him almost zero time before he bats Dave's hands out of the way of his phone or laptop or whatever and drops himself straight into Dave's lap, so. Hi Dave. Give him a second to rearrange himself to rest his head against Dave's shoulder.]
...seriously, I have never found a good creepypasta on Reddit.
[ there's a mildly annoyed noise when john just drops into dave's lap and his phone tumbles to the floor as he automatically prioritizes balancing john so he doesn't tumble off. once it's clear john plans to stay, though, he shifts and shoves john a little to sprawl a little more comfortably on his back, moving his legs apart more to give john a little more room. ]
That's because you aren't a master of the internet like I am. So, guess what's happening this month?
It was sort of a guess! And even if it is a Sunday I want your Saturday. [He nods though.] We haven't had a chance to really use the balcony yet so...I would like that a lot. It should be a nice night for it.
Want to use it now? [ the balcony. he doesn't specify for what but sometimes he doesn't specify things, just asking vaguely or roundabout for whatever the fuck he's angling for. ...and then sometimes he drops those lines of inquiry, like he had earlier in the evening over text, so presumably he's asking about something other than the topic he dropped like a hot potato. ]
Off, then. [ but it's just a gentle pressure on john to get up so dave can, before he snags his phone and then holds out his other hand to john. if john takes it dave will just tow him upstairs, not taking the steps two at a time like he sometimes does. ]
[He takes Dave's hand almost immediately and follows him up the stairs, still not entirely sure what they're doing. It's maybe better to let Dave call the shots though given the previous conversation.]
[ maybe, although dave sure isn't bringing that up again! good luck, john, it's all you. when he gets to the balcony he drops john's hand for a second and fiddles with his phone.
he's literally just playing music, pumping the volume as much as he can and sliding it onto the rail. it probably won't fall. he just hit a playlist, and it's owl city because john's played their shit at dave too many times. start off with "fireflies".
then he grabs john's hand again, his right hand sliding to john's waist. apparently he felt like dancing. suck it up, egbert. there's enough room on the balcony for that without all the dumb game bullshit. ]
[What if he just starts cracking up instead? It's easy for Dave's hands to move him and he's sliding into step on his own accord. He remembers this enough to be able to set up the right movements and the like and he lets Dave lead for the moment.]
Dork. [Zero protests though.] I supposed the balcony is good for dancing.
Then we should have. I am surprised you didn't haul me up here months ago. [Dave can lead because John's mostly focused on Dave himself, though he's humming along under his breath when he's not talking.] It's a good space for it.
Well...I maybe forgot this was a thing I needed to do, in May. And June was busy and it was part of my original anniversary plan, but like. Yeah? And then I was mad at you for a fair portion of last month. [ wryly. ] And also myself.
...Just. The Saturday thing. But I was kind of nervewracked about somethin' else, I guess, and didn't know how to talk about it. [ i.e. he wanted john to give some indication he'd been thinking about things but that didn't happen and now that he's asked he Regrets it ] So I was just in a terrible mood.
So you spent a portion of a month mad instead. [He still doesn't sound like he's judging but he's taking that into consideration as he leads them into a spin.] ...for the record, that part's fine. I can fully admit when I am a dick and that was definitely a dick move. I don't blame you for being mad, but...why didn't you just tell me something else was up, too?
[ dave gives up the lead without even thinking about it, letting john take over and shrugging after a second. ] I was...I figured maybe the reason we weren't talking about things was because the answer was a bad one, and maybe you just wanted the time apart on Saturday that once. I didn't want to ask you in case I was right.
Sometimes. [ sometimes he feels like he knows that. other times it's so much harder. ] It's not even something that matters, it just makes me...I don't know, nervous.
8/1 action post-retrospec
He also gives him almost zero time before he bats Dave's hands out of the way of his phone or laptop or whatever and drops himself straight into Dave's lap, so. Hi Dave. Give him a second to rearrange himself to rest his head against Dave's shoulder.]
...seriously, I have never found a good creepypasta on Reddit.
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That's because you aren't a master of the internet like I am. So, guess what's happening this month?
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Correct. And what is happening this month?
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[ it's like. right there and dave has probably set up a telescope at some point honestly. ]
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[For what he has zero idea but he's also not going to ask.]
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he's literally just playing music, pumping the volume as much as he can and sliding it onto the rail. it probably won't fall. he just hit a playlist, and it's owl city because john's played their shit at dave too many times. start off with "fireflies".
then he grabs john's hand again, his right hand sliding to john's waist. apparently he felt like dancing. suck it up, egbert. there's enough room on the balcony for that without all the dumb game bullshit. ]
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Dork. [Zero protests though.] I supposed the balcony is good for dancing.
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I've wanted to since I first saw it.
[ LAME... ]
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Why's that? [Idly. He's not going to force Dave to tell him unless he has to, but he's curious suddenly.]
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Do you know that you're not an obligation?
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Talk to me, Strider. ["What do you mean by that?" is the unspoken question.]
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at this point the comment header should prob announce they're being nsfw and also dumb
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