I'm just going to start writing some fanfic ideas on here now. Just like, bits and pieces. Please note that it is not edited. (here is a random one)
"Dave."
I turned around to face the boy looking at me.
"John?"
The blue eyes sparkled.
"Is that you? Dave?" the bucktoothed mouth spoke.
My eyes couldn't believe the sight in front of me. A sky blue irises were framed by thick rimmed glasses, his over bite peeking behind his partially opened lips. He was probably shorter than me by a inch or so, and his God Tier out fit fit him snugly. They looked more like pajamas than mine. Egbert's hair was a mop the color of ebony, untamed and fit him perfectly.
He blushed slightly, because for some damn reason he was ironing his pants, and hastily put them on when I just appeared next to him. "Appearify!" or something like that.
I could not keep my eyes off of him. I hope my shades hid the watery eyes. There was John. John Egbert. Standing in front of me. I fought the urge to hug him, to tell him how the life on the meteor was, the three miserable years of missing the boy I crushed on.(I never met him face to face you see) But I remembered Karkat telling me the "no homo" incident. But fuck that. He kissed Makara damn it. He kissed Makara. I remember how pissed off I was when John kissed that… clown.
I remember then Karkat telling me to shut up and sick my bone bulge to a dark abyss because Gamzee was his moirail, and he was pissed off about it too. Of course, afterwards we had a heated argument to make my kismesis feel better. (Also a bro fist cause that makes anyone feel better)
But now, there stood the Heir of Breath, waiting for me to do something. The Strider self defense mechanism was failing. My cool facade was crumbling.
I think he saw that. I think Egbert knew that one step can cause me to crumble. So he took the first step.
"Dave?" he asked softly, taking a step closer.
"Yeah?" my voice croaked a bit. Oh fuck I am such a sap.
He closed the distance between us in a hug, and I thought I heard sniffles as he said, "I missed you Dave. It's nice to finally meet you."
My shoulder was starting to feel wet as I felt that John was crying.
"I missed you too bro." my voice croaked and I let a few tears slide.
I know we looked stupid. But do I care? No. The boy whom I wanted to meet these past few years is finally in my arms.
"I… am shorter than you… fuck." he complained, his voice muffled by my shoulder.
"Oh shut up Egderp." I smiled.
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