[Closed] Day(care) Dreamers

[knightime]

Your name is Dave Strider. Usually you'd start this by saying how cool you are, but that's not actually true. You aren't actually all that cool nor do you actually care. You're old enough to have graduated college but you never went. You just can't really do this people thing, which is why it's so surprising as to how you got your job. You're a daycare worker at some place in the richer area of the city. Kids love you. You have no idea why. It's really weird, but you're not going to try and make a big deal out of it. You get paid well after all. Even though it's your main income, you actually do fairly well with your website. You DJ and you release original music on it and it makes pretty good money. Enough that if you ever lost your job, it would still support you.

You kind of grew up as this really tall, skinny shit. It's your damn metabolism and the only reason you aren't as skinny as you are is because your Bro made sure of it and you actually work out when you have time. That doesn't help with you being paler than any Twilight vampire and being assaulted by freckles. Also your hair kind of freaks people out or everyone thinks you dye it or something. Whatever.

It so happens that you're waiting for the last kid to get picked up. You're still trying to figure out how on Earth Rose somehow became a mom, but whatever. Apparently someone else is picking the kid up today and he's waiting for that person to do so. Seriously, it would be nice if they weren't so late.

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[longwinded]

Yes, I've been digging a huge hole for myself ever since I got here. Basically. [He lays his head on the table, literally just wanting to bash himself in the head.]

Not really. I'm sorry Dave.

[knightime]

It's cool dude. If you want to like the guys, that's cool. If you like the ladies. That's cool too.

I'm not really in a place to judge anyways. I'm just trying to figure out what you're trying to get at.

[longwinded]

If you would stop frying chicken, I would get to my point. I need your full attention.

[He totally is about to get thrown out of Dave's apartment. He dug the hole for himself, he might as well lie in it.]

[knightime]

Because I want this entire apartment complex burning to the ground. Dude, I make you dinner and you get bitchy for being a housewife. Hard to please.

[But he's moving the chicken and potatoes to a large place to cool before he turns off the stove and moves towards the pantry to put away the ironic, frilly apron he has.] What?

[longwinded]

[John is seriously ready to get thrown out. He is about to be really bold. So he's just gonna step forward.]

My point is that I don't like just any guy, and I've never really had luck with girls. They just aren't my thing either. I feel most comfortable around you. [So what it's only in passing at the Daycare. John really admires Dave.

So he's stepping a little closer, hands placed gently on Dave's arms. He leans forward- kissing him again. Except this time Dave isn't pinned to his car, and it's not as aggressive.]

[knightime]

[Woah. You are in his personal bubble. Better step off a bi-oh okay. You are super in his personal space and you're kind of making out with him and he's kind of confused.

His initial reaction was to shove John away and then sock him in the face, but he's luckily good at thinking before he acts. But he does kind of push John away, trying to put room between them.] This isn't going to work, John.

[He's doing exactly what Rose said he would.]

[longwinded]

[Dave is doing what Rose said he would. Which was distressing at best. At least he hadn't been socked or anything.]

I know what you're doing, and I'm here to tell you it's not like that. I'm not here to play with your heart, or to hurt you. [So john won't kiss him again, but he will hold Dave's hand.]

[knightime]

[This is suddenly really awkward. This was not at all how he was expecting things to go.]

What I'm doing? I'm saying that it's not going to work. It just isn't. [Dave doesn't get a happy ending. He knows that.] I don't think you are, but I seriously doubt things are going to set sail. Shit already sunk before it started.

[longwinded]

[Dave is trying to back out, he knows.]

Dave, don't say that. Nothing sank. Nothing is wrong with letting yourself be in a relationship where someone will try their hardest to make you happy.

[Dave is going to get that happy ending.] You're not even gonna give ol' Egbert a chance?

[knightime]

I didn't say that. How do you even know if we're compatible?

[He was running out of excuses. He didn't think John would be this stubborn.] Why are you trying so hard?

[longwinded]

I don't know that. But I know I really enjoy being around you.

[He rolls his eyes.] Because I really like you, doofus.

[knightime]

This isn't some dumb joke is it? Rose didn't put you up to this did she?

[He is skeptical of you.]

[longwinded]

Not at all. Rose has absolutely nothing to do with this. I came over on my own free will and I'm telling you about how much I like you on my own free will.

[He is a prankster. Not a person who would lie.]

[knightime]

[Dave sighs and doesn't say anything for a moment.]

Saturday. Seven in the evening.

[longwinded]

[He kisses the back of Dave's hand. Going over to get two plates from the cabinet. He was going to fix the plates. Because he was gonna be a good house guest now.]

Sounds great. I'm looking forward to it.

[knightime]

[If John quickly glances at Dave, he might have caught the glimpse of Dave breaking into the most sincere smile as he looks at the back of his hand. The spot where John just kissed it. Yeah, he's trying real hard not to be charmed, and failing miserably.]

[longwinded]

[John makes the plates with everything Dave cooked, and he can just go grab some chips from the pantry no biggie.]

Is it okay if I compliment you again?

[knightime]

Why do you insist on complimenting me?

[Dave really is playing hard to get.]

[longwinded]

Because you deserve to feel good about yourself.

[And because John is charming. Trying to woo you as well.]

[knightime]

Assuming I don't. I'm quite fine being a creepy albino, dude. Just eat your chicken man.

[You dumb, man.]

[longwinded]

[Fine, fine. He'll eat his chicken. Which is good, really good.]

Okay, well then I'll compliment your cooking instead.

[knightime]

[Dave just sits across from him, and starts tearing the skin off articulately. Oh right. Weird eating habits.]

Gotta survive somehow. Living off instant noodles gets tiring.

[longwinded]

[Just another thing that John is going to admire about Dave. He thinks it is literally the cutest thing.]

It's better than eating nothing because you can't afford it.

[knightime]

I thought you worked, dude?

[Dave tears all the chicken off his bone before eating the pieces. He also mashes up his potatoes. CAN'T BE TAMED.]

[longwinded]

I do. But it doesn't pay me enough to always have a meal. Target isn't exactly an A plus job.

[John just digs into that chicken, and takes meticulous bites of the potatoes. THEY ARE A WORK OF ART.]