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[Eloquence is fake. But that grin is both really cute and really...something, and he likes it and the ceiling's beautiful and he's not even going to think about how long this took him.]

You. Picked up food. [Color him even more surprised and there's a soft, pleased sort of noise as he moves forward to lean his forehead against Dave's.] Have I ever told you you are pretty much the best person I have ever known?

I thought you might be hungry. [ he sucks at feeding himself regularly, but he consistently worries about other people. he's always trying to buy food and shit for chiyo, for example, who has learned that she can get dave to eat with her usually. ]

Which you must be, if you're exaggerating this much?

Shut up, I’m just...[How to explain...] Yes, I am starving and I want to share but also nobody’s done something like this for me before. Usually I’m doing it instead.

[Maybe he likes being spoiled a bit. Maybe.]

[ he hums acknowledgement, looking faintly concerned. give him a second. ]

That just makes me think I haven't been doin' enough for you. I...like doing things. [ john's stupid fucking rabbit in a past life, and a dozen things in this one. ]

You gave me a bridge kiss, do you not remember that? [He rolls his eyes a little] You have given me a lot, seriously don’t doubt that. Ever.

It would be a little hard to forget that one. [ shifting back to amused. ] ...Don't kiss me, though, I'll grab the food. Want to eat on the bed or the floor?

I'm not going to forget the best part of 2018. [There's a faux-pout at that, but he considers for a moment before he nods toward the ground.]

The floor sounds like a good idea. Then we can pretend they really are the stars since they will be higher up.

[ there's a light snort of disbelief, but okay. ]

Also, the cat will then have obstacles. [ but the chinese is just in his sylladex, so he's actually grabbing drinks (apple juice for him, a can of whatever for john) before he sits down cross-legged with his back against the bed. the projector thing is a little ways away in the dead center of the room, and the cat is still chasing stars... ]

She's a menace. [He's on the floor then not long after, settling next to Dave with his back against the bed and pulling a carton of food closer. That doesn't stop him from subtly leaning against him and watching their cat.]

...can we do this if the dome disappears soon, too? Like a real stargazing dinner. [Like the night they got together, mostly.] This is almost cooler than that though since it is more personal.

[ dave isn't sitting up straight, but he's slouched back against the bed and not leaning over into john as such. he's breaking apart his chopsticks, since he actually uses those. ]

We can, as long as you do your job and keep me warm? [ that's john's job now, apparently, ] Or whenever. I've always liked the stars - well, you knew that. I kinda started hangin' out on the rooftop of the planetarium once I got my flight.

[He's doing the same even so, but he laughs at Dave's remark all the same.] When have I failed that job lately? And I know. We played cards up there once. The stars probably like you more than most people, I think.

[ he gets an amused glance. ] "The stars probably like you"? Dude, that's the soppiest shit you've ever said to me, you realize?

I do realize, but so what? Does it make it any less true?

Maybe? I think perhaps you are a little biased.

Probably, but again, so what? You...[He leans in a little closer.] Are kind of my north star, idiot. In case you didn't know.

[ ...why the fuck do statements like that make his heart flip in that nauseating way where it's like the world drops out from under you and you haven't yet fallen because gravity missed you for a second, like the drop in a coaster, and there's just pure adrenaline, pulse speeding up as he stares.

there's a laugh as he swallows down the first words to come to mind, knocking his elbow into john's. ]

I know, I know. The people that need you. You told me once, remember?

Not just that! [But he's pleased with himself all the same because making Dave go speechless for even a second is hilarious to him.] The people that need me, but also the people I need. I think...everyone has a person, right? Rose is probably yours because I am not stupid enough to think otherwise, and you're mine.

[ stop making him go speechless in this exact manner, his heart can only take so much of revelations he has to ignore.

also this is not conducive to dinner. he's staring again and he actually puts his food aside and just leans over to put a hand to either side of john's face and kiss him, hard. idiot. ]

[This is really stupid considering John's allowing this but also he's still holding a box of take-out. That gets put to the side kind of carelessly and he shifts to press himself further into Dave's hold and kiss back. Dave doesn't always initiate affection and when he does it's probably better to ignore everything else and focus on that instead.]

[ why did dave bother to get dinner?? also SOMETIMES he

hugs john yeah usually he doesn't initiate much beyond pecks on the cheek or lips, never in public. focusing on when he actually initiates affection without hesitation is probably fair, that's fair.

dave's got his torso twisted awkwardly to john and presumably at least this time john can track the cause and effect of what he said. maybe. he does eventually pull back and say: ]

Gravity.

[He shifts to try and accommodate for the way Dave's spread, hand on his hip and moving along his side.]

It's a cool thing to think about, isn't it? [Keeping each other tied, he means. Rose keeping Dave together. All of it.]

[ he lets out a sigh, pressure from his hands on john's cheeks as he shakes john's head slowly side to side before dropping his hands to curl at the back of john's neck. ]

...Do you really think you're not some kind of guiding light, John? Rose keeps me grounded, but I've always judged right and wrong from the compass point of you. [ he always forgets, these days, about the time he spent here before he remembered. it falls back behind the memories more and more. ]

[His head lolls from side to side while Dave moves it, staring at him even when he stops.]

The whole hero thing? [Hm.] What about if I don't know what's wrong or right either? And anyway, the thing about that is that most of my judgment comes from what will keep us together, I think.

I don't... [ how to explain that he means being normal and being a good person as much as being a hero? ] ...without a sun there's no life in a system. There ain't a system at all, maybe, since you kind of need a star.

[Space. He leans into Dave's hands to try and kiss him again, just briefly.]

A star needs certain components to keep from burning out. Without those...it's useless. In a way it's probably weirdly symbiotic that way.

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