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[windeity]

JOHN EGBERT

"We came, we saw, we kicked its ass."

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also casually puts his font here for tagging not on my laptop whoops
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normal font too!

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[parodeity]

I don't fake bein' asleep.

[ HE JUST...lies there and doesn't sleep

no faking required

and then refuses to admit he's not sleeping

IT'S DIFFERENT.

(it's not different) ]

[windeity]

Okay but you're not actually sleeping either, so what are we going to do about that? [Dave why are you like this.]

[parodeity]

I've just been...look. It'll be fine. [ he's been flipping out about this conversation since last week maybe he'll sleep tonight who actually knows ]

[windeity]

[What if he reaches up to squish Dave's cheeks between his fingers and his thumb i.e. basically holding him by the chin?]

Can you at least try tonight? I will take my small victory from accepting my offering of hot chocolate and fries but I like pushing my luck sometimes.

[parodeity]

I thought you wanted to watch a movie.

[ what if he just grips john's wrist, loosely. ]

[windeity]

I can fall asleep to movies sometimes. Can you? [Well he's not going to move him, so. Hey. What the fuck are they doing?]

[parodeity]

[ being weird ]

Eh. The background noise wakes me up when it flips back to the dvd menu or goes blank or something happens, usually.

[windeity]

What if I could guarantee that wouldn't even be a thing?

[He's definitely read about the effects that come from not sleeping for long periods of time. Dave needs to sleep???]

[parodeity]

I can wait for proper bedtime.

[ WOW. ]

Also I have no idea how you could guarantee I won't wake up. I rarely if ever sleep through the night without waking up at least a few times.

[windeity]

[What if he just. Groans a lot.] Whyyy are you so stubborn about this? This in particular, I know you are stubborn about other dumb stuff but this is more important.

[parodeity]

I'm not bein' stubborn! I will try to sleep. At night. When you go to sleep. Why are you trying to get me into bed right this second?

[windeity]

[Give him a few seconds to sort of fumble on his words because fuck you, Dave Strider.]

You are, too! And if I fall asleep before you do how am I supposed to know you are going to try? Also newsflash, dumbass, we are already in bed technically.

[parodeity]

You're eating food, how does that count? And you're the one who keeps asking me to trust you. Does it or does it not go both ways?

[windeity]

[In that case, he puts the rest of the fries back in the bag and drops it off the side of the bed without breaking eye contact.]

Of course I trust you, and I trust you to keep running yourself on fumes because you can't let yourself relax all the time.

[parodeity]

Okay, dude, at least sylladex that or Mewpac's gonna get into it. [ NERD. ] ...So, what, do you want me to tell you things that relax me or did you have a plan to your complaints?

[windeity]

Whatever. [He'll throw the food into his sylladex then, petting the kitten behind the ears again before he settles again still sprawled over Dave.]

Would you actually tell me? Or do you want me to do guesswork here?

[parodeity]

...Well, now I'm kinda curious what your guesses would be.

[ ...how is he sprawled over dave now i have to ask ]

[windeity]

Uh. I don't know, yoga? [He's still mostly sprawled over Dave's lap like an actual dumbass.] I have a few guesses but it would be way easier if you just told me what might help.

so i thought i sent this.

[parodeity]

What are the other guesses, though? [ HE WANTS TO KNOW...he starts toying with john's hair then i guess since john's. right there. ]

[windeity]

Well...I don't really sing, so playing something would be the default. Turning everything off and laying in the dark just talking for a while, you already told me you don't stay asleep through movies and stuff...[He stops again because the other answers are kind of embarrassing so he skips though.] Giving you a heartbeat to track. Stuff like that. But like I said, I cannot really know entirely.

[...that's fine, too. You do you, Dave.]

[parodeity]

[ well he’s not totally wrong but dave doesn’t confirm or deny but swings back into a familiar protest as he starts absently combing his fingers through john’s hair instead of just toying with it. ]

So you wouldn’t sing me a lullaby, John? Rude.

[windeity]

Not if I wanted to make you fall asleep, no. I doubt that would work so well. [But he's making himself comfortable as Dave continues to do that, unsure of what to say (if anything) and wondering for the nth time that day just what the fuck they're doing.]

[parodeity]

Why do you think it wouldn’t? [ he doesn’t confirm or deny anything although dave actually can think of what would work best. ]

[windeity]

Because you'd be too invested in listening since I don't do it at all. [Like. Dave confirmed that already and so John just assumes. The longer Dave combs through his hair though the more relaxed he is, letting one eye close but keeping the other open.]

[parodeity]

...maybe. Depends on how tired I was and if it’d ever happen again. [ he keeps doing the hair thing, quieting down.

dave isn’t supposed to be the one making someone tired and relaxed but he’s better at it apparently ]