No, that is totally okay. [He's delighted? He's already placing the music on the ledge in front of him because John is maybe one of those people who can play along by sight without previous study.] I'm ready to start when you are.
[ dave takes a seat beside john, cracking his knuckles before he sets his hands down. ] Ready.
[ im mobile and dying so you don't get youtube but it's a pretty simple song on the outside but with familiar motifs worked into it subtlely, a bar from a well loved song or a flurry of notes reminiscent of something rose or jade did. ]
[How dare you. But that's fair. He can at least pick up on the notes and follow along with Dave and it's easy, sort of like falling into a cozy blanket or your favorite sweater. It's sweet and it's simple and he's able to play the notes with the kind of familiarity that comes with knowing people for so long.
[The song finishes and John plays the final notes, listening to the reverberating noise in their living room before he turns on the bench to face Dave. There's also a brief pause before he decides to lean forward and kiss him instead. Brief, chaste, and more gratitude than anything, but there's something behind it that maybe is enough assurance that this was a good date.]
[ dave will take it? he will super take it. he doesn't push it anything less than brief or chaste, but he still automatically leans a little when john pulls away, before shaking himself and sort of...straightening a little bit.
he's still slouching. whatever. ]
So, [ SO... ] go out with me?
[ like, for real official. maybe. is he allowed to ask now. ]
[It's still a little bit of a weird concept, he thinks, and he knows himself well enough to know this won't exactly be perfect and flawless, but he also knows himself well enough to realize that he should maybe just kind of stop being an idiot and quit stalling.]
Wow, so you're not willin' to learn for me?? You can't make me pull all the date weight, John, that's unfair misbalanced romantics. [ he's maybe just giving john a hard time out of casual bffship instincts. ]
[What if he just reaches over to push on Dave's face?? Rude.] Shut uppppp. You would pull all the weight if I asked you to anyway, but I won't. That would be bullshit.
Dude, yeah. Ain't like we got specific plans here for the most part. [ dave shifts on the bench, moving to straddle it sideways so he can basically face john. ] So...uh, so. D'you wanna lay down ground rules or somethin'?
Well, yeah. And I mean, like. Things you know you're not comfortable with, I guess? Like...I dunno, what kinda rules do you think need to be set? I assume we can like, hold hands?
...we can hold hands. [He hasn't really thought about this, goddamnit Dave. Uh.] I guess like...kissing is okay but nothing else right now. And everything else is still good.
Okay, so super same page. [ good to know?? ] Uh, I'm cool with most things but don't cheat on me, especially with clowns? I guess? That would be a really terrible thing to make into a streak.
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A duet? [His eyes are wide and he picks up the sheet music.] Both piano parts?
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It's not that long? [ since. well. ]
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[ im mobile and dying so you don't get youtube but it's a pretty simple song on the outside but with familiar motifs worked into it subtlely, a bar from a well loved song or a flurry of notes reminiscent of something rose or jade did. ]
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He doesn't speak. He just plays on.]
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good date?? ]
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he's still slouching. whatever. ]
So, [ SO... ] go out with me?
[ like, for real official. maybe. is he allowed to ask now. ]
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Yeah, okay. [A grin.] I will.
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Cool. [ ...so. ] Uh, we can still share a room, right?
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[ he just likes saying it still. ]
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[ they've been doing that
and also kissing
and sleeping together. ]
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