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Like...enough you'd let me do it again?

I literally gave you permission to do it back then. [ and then john NEVER DID IT EVER AGAIN ]

I was kind of too busy making out with you to really register what you were saying I guess. [Also he wasn't sure and he was awkward but he's less awkward now two months later, so.]

...It made me feel... [ he tries to think back.

well, confused, but. ]

...happy, I guess.

Yeah? Happy how so? [It sounds nice and he likes making Dave happy, but he's curious.]

...Because I know what music means to you? So, I like...the thought of makin' you think music.

You're my favorite muse. Every time I look at you I think of music or I want to write something new.

Oh what the fuck. [ that's pretty much whispered in exasperation and then. whatever. he's just going to kiss john.

you don't just hear someone say something like that and then proceed to not kiss them, that's impossible. ]

[Oh. Okay. That works out then and he's just falling right into that kiss since why the fuck not?

It's true though.]

[ true or not it's heartbreakingly sweet, spare dave...everything...

he probably could have just broken his rules and kissed john in the bed. but he just continues leaning back against his desk, tugging john closer so he can lean against dave if he wants.

they should go the fuck to sleep? and yet. ]

[No, fuck sleep, this is better and more important. He's pliant and easy to move and he leans against Dave and keeps them up against the desk before adjusting the blankets and his hands, pulling them as close together as possible to keep kissing him.

It's bordering desperate and needy and sweet despite the fact it's only been a few weeks since their last 24 hours or less together. But you know, it's fine. There's a content sort of sigh though.]

[ only a few weeks, like they were handling that at all well. stares at their thousand odd text messages in the timeframe they were split up.

desperate and needy and sweet is fine, and dave can match that pace. but he's shifting again, his hand trying to find john's in the stupid blanket cocoon that he's enforcing. ]

[This is how boyfriends work, apparently. The cocoon is mostly because he was kind of still exhausted but this is waking him up anyway so part of the blankets drop as he grips onto Dave's hand and his free hand finds Dave's waist to hold onto. They'll probably be here for a while, or at least as long as Dave will let him. He's not moving away anytime soon.]

[ dave is ruining john's sleep schedule. he is also 100% not stopping these activities, fuck you, he missed john. he laces the fingers of his left hand through john's and lets his right hand just cup john's cheek stupid gentle and relaxes into kissing john.

considering he once stopped time for a fairly solid chunk on new year's just to kiss his boyfriend he's not super great at keeping track of time beyond the obvious? dave's perfectly aware of how much time he is wasting with john. he just doesn't feel like it's a waste.

and now he's smiling, and it's stupid, and he's probably going to laugh because he's tired but he's happy. ]

[See this is where time and breath are dangerous. Dave would stop the world solely to keep kissing John, and John doesn't really have to pull away to breathe and that means there's no reason for him to break the kiss either. So here they are. They're holding hands and Dave's mouth is on his and he's shivering a little when Dave's other hand moves against his face.

It's dumb. Everything is dumb and it feels right again. The hand at Dave's hip shifts and his thumb rubs a slow and steady circle just to give his hands something to do while his lips part.

It's also been a few weeks since he's frenched his boyfriend, so let him live a little.]

[ john might not have to breathe but dave has to, still. that remains a problem they have not quite solved, unless john figures out how to share his stupid breathing prowess with someone else. but even when he pulls away dave pushes back almost immediately, and when john parts his lips he just takes his cue and copies the motion, and this time he's actually way less awkward and frazzled about sliding his tongue into john's mouth so hey we're learning things!!! ]

[Someday John will figure out how to share his breath with Dave but for now he's letting Dave figure out when he needs to breathe. Dave pulls back but then returns and it's brainless, easy and comforting to just dive right into things.

He'll take that victory and there's a grin against Dave's mouth, fingers squeezing Dave's hip a bit when he feels Dave's tongue in his mouth and a quiet sort of moan passing from his lips to Dave's instead. It's also just as easy to move his tongue enough to sync up with Dave's own movements and he idly wonders how long they'll be standing.

Oh well. This is good and what he needed.]

[ honestly they'll be standing until one of them gets bright and figures out something else. give dave, like, five minutes solid of just kissing john before he actually registers being uncomfortable and then considers if john is and then shoves john back into one of their chairs without breaking the kiss as much as possible. ]

[That's definitely giving both of them too much credit and five minutes solid of just kissing is still not long enough?

On the other hand, the blanket makes good cushioning to fall back in the chair and immediately haul Dave into his lap, shifting to balance his weight while keeping up with the kiss even if it grows a little more desperate now that they're sitting here. And speaking of hands he's still holding one of Dave's despite it being a little impractical and the other slides up along Dave's back and spine, fingers splayed and gently tapping in a beat.]

[ there's an immediate shiver and dave kind of squeezes john's hand too hard and tries to muffle a moan which is hard when it's into john's mouth, but okay, he's still fine. he doesn't really have a single fuck to give about how awkward it is to keep holding john's hand because he likes holding john's hand, so who cares?? not dave strider.

the thumb of his other hand is still absently brushing back and forth across john's cheek, soothing. for one of them, although which is up in the air. ]

[It works. There's a semi-playful yet semi-scolding bite to Dave's tongue when he stifles that moan because that's not fair. He likes hearing what Dave likes and reacts to and he thinks it's pretty deserved by now. They're alone and together and it's Saturday and there are zero obligations they have to take care of.

His fingers play out a slow melody up and down Dave's spine, each divet acting as a key for his fingers. The thumb over his cheek also renders a small purr-like noise. It's definitely soothing for him, at least.]

[ zero obligations until dave drags himself out of bed and off to minato's thing, anyway. if he ever goes back to bed. there's that nagging need for air again, and dave pulls back and this time doesn't go back to kiss john immediately, instead brushing a kiss over his jaw and then dropping his forehead to john's shoulder, sighing quietly. ]

Mm. [ that explains nothing but he's nuzzling closer and this is stupid and somewhere bordering on platonic again, except the weirdly clingy kind he'd gotten up to after john let hugs be a thing. ]

[It's fine. He continues playing notes and holding him tight and letting Dave be a weird and clingy koala.]

I am going to take that as "John, I love you so much" and call it good. [Teasing, but he also presses a kiss to Dave's head since he's doing the burrowing thing instead.]

I love you so, so much. [ muttered into john's shoulder, but audible. ] I missed just being around you. This month sucked, don't leave me again that long?

[There's a pause because yeah, this month seriously sucked.]

I missed you, too. I am pretty sure I would have missed you even if we were still just friends though. That was way too long and annoying. [But yeah, cool, he doesn't plan on leaving again for a long while.] What do you want to do today?

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