Dave had to admit one of his favorite places was sitting on John's lap, facing him. It was close and personal, their faces pretty close. Well, of course that had to be the case when they were sucking face because otherwise that would be weird as hell. Rose would probably be interested in that. Where the fuck was he again? Oh yeah... sitting on John's lap, eating each other's faces. Best place he had ever been.

He kissed him slowly and softly, his hands cupping his cheeks. Damn were they fleshy and warm. He felt John put his hands on his sides, and he scooted closer to him on his lap, licking at his lower lip. John, being the lil shit he loves to be, denied him entrance. He let out a small whine, one that only John could bring out from him. He felt the cheeky bastard smile into the kiss, pulling away slowly.

"Dave, you said we would go to the arcade."

"John, do you really wanna go? I'm right here, and you would perfer the arcade?" John rolled his eyes.

"You said we would go on a date. I love having you on my lap, but you said we would go on a date."

"Carry me."

"... what?" Man did he love that confused look on John's face. It was adorable as hell.

"Carry me, and I'll go."

"I will drop you."

"Are you calling me fat?"

"No. I'm just not built with muscle."

"Please?"

"...."

"Pretty please?"

"Fine." he said with a sigh. He papped his leg. "Get up."

"Wait, really?" Dave's eyebrows raised above his shades slightly in suprise.

"Yes really. Now please get up so I can try." John wiggled, trying to dethrone him from his lap.

"I didn't think you would actually say yes." He gave him a soft smile, and Dave swore to Jegus- goddamnit Terezi- his heart just kinda... melted a little like it was hit with a lazer.

"I can't say no to you. Now get off babe." He papped his leg again.

Dave got off, helping to pull John up to standing position. Ah, he felt the need to have an inward chuckle at their height difference. John, being pyshic or something shit seemed to know. How could he tell? John was giving him that squintly gaze again. He continued looking at him like that for a moment longer before he turned around.

"Get on." he told him as he squatted a little, getting his hands into position.

Dave oblidged and hopped onto his back. He felt John buckle under his weight as he adjusted his legs to hold onto his waist. Suprisingly, they stayed upright. Damn was he impressed.

"Good job, Egderp. You can hold me up."

"Yeah... I don't know how..." he trailed off, looking over his shoulder at him. Dave smiled and pecked his cheek.

"Keep up the good work."

"Right." John answered with a furrow of his brow. "Now for the walking..."

John took one step, then another. Dave was feeling pretty good about this, thinking they would get somewhere when John just had to be John. At the third step John tripped over air. That led to the spetacular downfall of them.

"Ungh!?!?!?" John spazzed as he flailed to try and catch them. Needless to say, he failed spetacularly at that.

John toppled, and Dave fell on top of him. Dave just kinda laid there while John wiggled around.

"Ow..." John groaned.

"Goddamnit, John."

"I told you it was going to happen..."

"You are not carrying me out of the church on our wedding day."

John, always the little shit, chuckled. Dave rolled off of him, laying beside him.

"What's so funny?"

"I can just picture it. Us coming out of the church, me carrying bridal style and then BOOM. We're both on the floor, and everyone is asking if we're okay, and you're just there, saying you should have listened to me, Jesus Christ." Okay, he had to admit that was an amusing picture, at least to himself.

"This is a serious matter. How can Charlie sign our wedding papers if we're both on the floor?" John groaned.

"Dave there is a time when one has to retire a meme."

"All my memes are for ironic purposes. They never get old."

"If you say so." he responded with the slight role of his eyes.

"Hey, it's either my ironic memes or my freudian boners. Take your pick as to which will untimately make this conversation less awkward."

"Ugh. You're right. Your freudian boners make everything 100% more awkward than your lame memes."

"Exactly, even if it sounds like you're picking a fight."

"Maybe I am; maybe I'm not."

"You wanna go Egderp? I'll fight you right now."

"Maybe later when I'm not sore." he groaned.

"...pft. You're such a dork."

"Not as much as you. After all, who is the person with all the buttons?"

"Damn right that's me. But, they're all for ironic purposes."

"Mhm. You mean to say you don't enjoy them unironically?" He quirked and eyebrow at those shaded ruby eyes.

"Yep. I only have them for ironic reasons."

"I don't believe you."

"It's the truth."

"No."

"Yes."

"Nope."

"Yep."

Dave kissed him on his lips. No way was he putting up with this bs. He was noping out of it right now. All aboard the nopetrain heading to Nopeville, Nopetania.
Joh blinked in suprise before he kissed him back.

They exchanged soft kiss on the floor for awhile, both enjoy each soft connect of their lips. That is until John pulled back.

"You really owe me a date now. You put me at liability to throw out my back."

"John, you're eighteen not eighty-one."

"You never know bro. No one can be too safe." Dave groaned.

"Alright. Let us go to the arcade, so I can kick your ass in games in frong of others instead of the privacy of your own home." Dave told him with a smirk as he got himself off the floor, helping John up once again.

And so, the two dorkises went on their date. Needless to say, John ended up losing to Dave more than winning, but who the hell cared? They both had a hell of a good time.

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So... my first fanfic on wattpad... gotta say it was also my first homestuck fanfic too.

But anyway thanks to all who read and Jahn who gave me the idea for this little blurb.

See ya lil cinnabuns soon(ish)~

-LilSwissStrider