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[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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wait
holy shit its the 7th already
damn it and i was planning on sleeping for the entire day
forgetting that this day existed
no im not watching con air with you unless youre streaming that shit
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Still.
This is probably a one time thing.
One chance.]
Dave...
How do you feel about me?
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What does he say? What the fuck does he even do?
Dave may be impassive on the outside, but his eyes say otherwise. Nervousness tinged with fear.
What does he do?
He can't lie. Dave knows that, and he hates it, hates that lying at this point will hurt more than he cares to admit. He just can't keep it to himself anymore. Too much has happened.
He shifts and sighs inaudibly.]
For the record, what's comin' outta my mouth is in no way ironic and 100% sincere.
[Dave takes a breath.]
Basic summary? The songs Fly Me to the Moon and The Walk pretty much describe my feelin's concernin' you.
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Damnit, he doesn't understand.
John frowns.]
Those seem like...two different feelings.
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[He shrugs, glancing away briefly during that.]
Why?
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Anyway.]
Well. I-- I think I might feel the same way...
[He looks down, then back up again.]
I just don't know if I'm confused. I do tend to derp everything up, after all. Maybe I'm just...
[He sighs.]
I don't know...The books said some people experiment and that's it. I don't want to hurt you but...
[Pause.]
I'd use the porn you gave me but it just makes me really embarrassed.
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I dunno if I'm the right person to help make it clearer. What do you want me to do?
[He shrugs, trying to be calm about it.]
I can listen, if you wanna talk, I guess?
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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 ( ... )
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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
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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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