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[kch_kch]

Who: All the menfolks and possible interlopers (Santana)
Where: The boys' floor
When: All four nights
Rating: G but it might go up!
Summary: The girls got a sleepover, the guys should get some nightly shenanigans too!
The Story:

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[urnewkingbitch]

Dave isn't a sleeping kind of guy. Or, well, he's definitely an insomniac, but in his words he's a goddamn night owl, so fuck you for thinking differently.

Anyway, he doesn't want to bother his roomies, so he's out wandering the halls to see if that will help.

[hamburellakind]

John wants to stay in the same room as Bro. Of course he does. Who wouldn't? And he managed last night just fine, not to mention the night before...

But tonight he's even more anxious. He can't even enter the room yet. He's not ready. He's not prepared

So he's sort of fidgeting outside the door, leaning up against the wall and trying to screw up his courage. Come on, John, it's just Bro!

He spots Dave and gives a little wave. "Hi. How's it going?"

[urnewkingbitch]

Dave nods at John, glancing from him to the door.

"It's goin'. Sup with you, bro? You look like you're about to fuckin' steal somethin'."

Obviously, he's John's cockblock when it comes to Bro at times.

[hamburellakind]

"Not steal, geez." John fidgets. "I guess I'm just...not read to go to bed yet."

Don't yawn don't yawn don't yawn.

[urnewkingbitch]

"It's 1:30 in the goddamn mornin', Egbert. You're usually sound asleep in dream land."

He puts a hand on his hip, mostly because his PJ's don't have pockets.

[hamburellakind]

His eyes drop to the ground. He feels bad for fibbing, even if had a perfectly good reason to do so.

Fine, he'll tell the truth. Just. Super quietly. "Your bro's in there."

[urnewkingbitch]

Oh. Yeah, this is Bro's room, isn't it? He knows John is having a moment, but really? Not even able to sleep in the same room with the man?

"You could always change rooms with somebody if this is what's keepin' you up all night. It's not like he's gonna bite you and infect you with whatever the fuck vampires have."

[hamburellakind]

John's eyes unfocused, his mind confused but definitely interested in the thought of Bro biting him. Blood rushed to his cheeks and he had to duck his head some more.

"Just feels weird, I guess."

[urnewkingbitch]

Dave can guess why there's a sudden blush on John's cheeks, and he's not sure how to feel about it. It's his brother for crying out loud!

"I'm not even sure what to feel about that. 'Cause on the one hand, cool, you got a crush. On the other, my best fuckin' friend is crushin' on my older brother."

[hamburellakind]

"But it's not a crush. It's-- it's something else, I don't know."

At least he was acknowledging it was something, right?

"It's more like...like Nic Cage. But even better." He glanced up at Dave, wishing he could understand. Really, it was kind of scary feeling this way on his own.

[urnewkingbitch]

Honestly, Dave doesn't know, either. He's never felt like that before. Ignoring the Sokka situation he is.

The blond shakes his head.

"Dunno what to tell you. Don't think I've felt anythin' like that before."

[hamburellakind]

John sighed, slumping against the wall. "Yeah, I guess you wouldn't know how these feelings feel..."

Striders: too cool to have feelings. John knew the drill. Didn't bode well for how Bro was gonna react, though.

[urnewkingbitch]

"How do you figure that?"

While yes they were too cool for feelings, it didn't stop them from experiencing them. It just meant they were too cool to show that shit to everyone on the goddamn planet.

[hamburellakind]

"It's just what you're like. Don't worry about it." John crossed his arms, pouting. This place sucked.

[urnewkingbitch]

He, too, crossed his arms, but it was more as a reminder of the time he came back to the mansion, after Jade shot him. Dave might not express it, but he did care, and he did feel things. He knew John didn't mean it, but it didn't make it hurt any less.

"Right, I'm just too cool for feelin' anythin'. For shits and giggles, I might as well go back in time to fix some fuck ups that ended badly for everyone involved, and, hey, why not get myself killed by Noir while tryin' to protect Harley from her own damn bullets while I'm at it? Yeah, that sounds like a good fuckin' idea."

The blond shrugged, his tone schooled into neutrality, and turned to leave.

[hamburellakind]

...Shit.

"Dave, wait, I didn't mean it like that..."

He straightened up, arms dropping. He didn't want Dave mad at him...