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[This is so embarrassing and not cool. Not cool at all.

...It takes him a little while to get up and answer Rose's door but he does, because it's not like he's going to leave his teen dadbro out in the hall like that.]

So. Uh. Yeah I'm totally okay.

[No he isn't.]

Bullshit, get back in bed.

[ he knows. ]

What have you been doing since?

[Whining. Being a loser.]

I borrowed one of Rose's books.

[He staggers with perfect Strider grace back to the couch, since it's closer.]

...Don't tell her.

[ ... he didn't really think this through.

uh. ]

Don't you need a glass of water?

[He pauses in the middle of collapsing onto the couch, which looks just as awkward as it sounds. Yeah. Yeah, he could probably use a glass of water.

Moving sssuuuccckks, but he starts to get back up.]

Yeah, I'll go get it. Want one?

[ dirk doesn't let him get up, lightly pushing him back on the couch as he heads for the kitchen. ]

Dude, stay down I'll go get it. Kitchen isn't hard to find.

[ wow you're hopeless. ]

[Oop. Okay. Staying down then. When he's sure Dirk's not looking, he takes the moment to hold his stomach and double over like the miserable baby he is.

He turns his face from his knees to say:]

Sorry for being such a shitty host.

[ well no worries then, he can hold his stomach for about two minutes before he comes back with a cup of water. he doesn't need any. ]

Didn't come here for you to be host. Last time I checked this was Lalonde's place, and I came over to check on you, not have you entertain me.

[ plus your punishment is entertaining enough, dave. but he doesn't say that.

he hands him the water. ]

Drink up.

[Dave takes the water but only sips a little of it, because there's only so much he wants to put in his stomach right now. The only way this could get any better would be for him to puke in front of Dirk.

He looks up at Dirk through his sunglasses without lifting his head, because even after a month, this is still unreal. After confirming that Dirk is, in fact, actually there, he looks down at his water again.]

I told Mom already, but. Bro, you know you don't have to take care of us, right? I mean it's kind of fucked up for you to have to.

Don't be ridiculous, I don't see how it's fucked up.

[ there are some things that just seemed way too rad to ever happen. meeting dave strider, at whatever age or timeline, was one of them. and whether dave fucks up in front of him isn't the point.

the point is he's here now and dirk would do just about anything for him. just as he would take care of roxy even if she never stops drinking for the rest of her life. ]

I dunno. Like. You're fifteen. There's probably cooler stuff you could be doing.

[I mean, what is less cool than taking care of the loser son you never even really had, when you grew up all alone and could probably use someone to take care of you instead?

From where Dave's sitting, it's like Dirk and Roxy got a second chance to have a real life without their kids there to screw everything up and get them murdered, too.

Ugh how about a queasy stomach pang to go along with his roiling guilt, oh motherfucker. Just going to casually curl up on his side now, thanks.]

Bit hard to do anything other than fuckin' around when you're on an island. Like I said, don't worry about it.

[ he notices his shift in position, but doesn't say anything for a while. ]

Do you want me to go? [ it wouldn't not make sense. if he were sick fuck if he wants any one near him. jesus fuck, you'd think he would think about that stuff. ]

What? No.

[He lifts his head at the question, shifts a little again so he can still see Dirk when he puts his head back down.]

I mean, if you've got stuff to do, I get it, but I'm not gonna kick you out or anything.

[Though it doesn't look like Dirk brought anything to do. This whole thing is a disaster, why is he such a stupid dumbfuck, godddd.]

...You want Rose's book?

Alright, wouldn't hurt.

[ he kneels down to sit on the floor, next to the couch, signaling that he's staying. ]

[Dave digs the book out from where it got squished between his arm and the couch and hands it to Dirk.]

It was the first one I found that wasn't covered in tentacles and woegoth.

Interesting...

[ didn't think rose was into that. ]

Now close your eyes and get some rest.

You think that's weird, you should've seen her dream library.

[He listens, though, and pulls the blanket up over his shoulder.]

You comfortable down there, dude?

I'm fine.

[ that means shut up, dave. ]

[Dave? Shutting up? Ever?]

I can get you a pillow. Rose is like. The queen of pillows. Actual title. You heard it here first.

I'll get a pillow.

[ he will make you shut up if he has to. he goes to grabs like 3 pillows.

throws one at dave. ]

[Dave snags it out of the air, because that, at least, is familiar. Is it bad that having stuff randomly chucked at him gives him a quick shot of that warm, homey feel?]

Thanks, bro.

Yeah, now take a nap.

[ he settles back down, book in hand. ]

Yeah, all right.

[He lies there for a little while, not even really trying to sleep, before shifting over so he can quietly look over Dirk's shoulder.]

[ he's just flipping at the pages slowly, it's a little hard to tell if he's actually reading or not.

it doesn't take long for dirk to feel him watching though. ]

You that interested in this book? Should I even read a page or two out loud for you?

[ don't say yes he's teasing. ]

[Dave actually laughs a little.]

Depends. Are you gonna change all the names to porn stars and make them fight to the death? Bonus points for every NPC that's on fire by the end.

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Oh my GOD you are BEAUTIFUL

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