Dave x Reader Apple Juice

~A/N: (f/c)= Favorite color
     (F/f)= favorite flavor
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Sitting behind your turntables in your messy room you stared out the window, awaiting Dave to finish his rap. Usually you'd be spinning him a 'sick beat' but you had stopped for some reason. You were listening to him rap while spacing out, and almost didnt notice when he stopped. He stops suddenly and raises an eyebrow, his eyes of course hidden by his aviator shades. "Why'd you stop spinning sick beats (name)?"

You shrug and pluck at your leather fingerless gloves, much like Daves gaurdian/brother Bro's. "Dunno, wasn't feeling it today I guess."

Dave stands up from his spot on your bed and heads towards the door, waving his hand in a sort of goodbye wave. "Gotta go, Bro wants me home to strife."

You nod at him even though he isnt looking at you and he slips through the doorway. This was how it went most days. At school you and Dave would share answers and have rap battles at lunch. He'd come over to your house after school and throw down some new beats or a rap then leave a few hours later. The cool kid didnt have a clue that you have a totally unironic noncool crush on him, and you preferred it that way. You slip on headphones and spin some beats, the time flying by until the sky is darkened and your mom is complaining for you to go to bed. Slipping into light pajamas cause its hot as hell in Texas you climb into bed and flick off the lights, listening to the hum of the air going through the vents, your eyes slipping close.

~timeskip to the next morning~

Groaning you rolled onto your side, slamming your hand down on the alarm to shut the damn thing off. You climb out of bed groggily and shuffle over to the bathroom, turning on the water and stripping while the water heats up. You hop into the shower and scrub your body quickly, sighing at how early you have to get up for school. Turning off the shower you climb out and pat yourself dry, getting dressed in a (f/c) tank top, light blue jean shorts and black knee length leggings. You slip on your (f/c) sneakers and tug on your gloves, sweeping your hair up in a ponytail. You look at the clock and realize your running late, so you dash out of the bathroom, hooking your bag over your shoulder as you snatch a (f/f) poptart before running out the door.

You walk quickly to the bus stop, having slipped on headphones while running out of the house, cranking the music loudly. You stop and wait for the bus to come, ignoring the group of random trolls who talk loudly and dont bother with manners. You dash onto the bus and sit in the back, cranking your music up louder to drown out all the other losers on the bus. You bound off the bus ahead of the other people when the old bus comes to a screeching halt in front of the school and head into the school, weaving through the crowd to your first period. You sit down in your seat in the back and close your eyes, getting lost in the music. You feel a light tap on your shoulder and stop your music, hanging the headphones around your neck.

You smile at Dave and he takes his seat next to you, giving you a nod, his face blank as always. "You do the homework?"  

You roll your eyes and take it out, handing it to Dave who begins copying the answers down onto his blank sheet. "Too caught up in sick beats and getting pummeled by your Bro to do it as usual?"

Dave rolls his eyes behind his shades "You know it."

You laugh and look up as John plops down on your desk, grinning like an idiot. "Hey (name)! You wanna come over to my house today?"

You tap your fingers on the desk pretending to think and nod "Yeah sure, as long as you dont force me to watch Con Air."

John sticks his hand out and nods excitedly "Deal!" You shake his hand and avoid that stupid shock thingie. John looks briefly at Dave then walks over to his seat near the front. Dave and John are best friends or 'Bros' so much even that John moved to Texas to see Dave all the time.

~Daves POV~

'That little shit! He knows I like (name) and hes trying to make a move? He's so going to get it later.' I shoot him a glare he obviously can't see and focus on the teacher, something I never do. I quickly grow bored though and sneak a sideways glance at (name), who appears to be texting someone, a frown on her face. 'God shes adorable.'

~Back to Readers POV~

terminallyCapricious [TC] started pestering/trolling (chumhandle) [CH] at 09:46

[TC]: HeY sIs, CaN yOu TaLk To KaRbRo FoR mE? He'S aLl Up AnD mAd At Me. :0(
[CH]: Sure Gam, Why's he mad at you?
[TC]: CaUsE mE aNd TeReZi ArE aLl Up AnD kIsMeSiS.
[CH]: Oh, I'll talk to him for you.
[TC]: ThAnKs SiS! HoNk :0)

terminallyCapricious [TC] ceased pestering/trolling (chumhandle) [CH] at 09:52

(chumhandle) [CH] started pestering/trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG] at 09:58

[CH]: Hey Karkat, I wanna talk to you.
[CG]: IF THIS IS ABOUT GAMZEE AND TEREZI I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING HEAR IT NOOKSTAIN.
[CH]: It hurts doesn't it? Someone hooking up with a fluchcrush/love interest.
[CG]:.... YEAH IT DOES.
[CH]: Talk to them both, let them explain.
[CG]:... FINE.

carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased pestering/trolling (chumhandle) [CH] at 10:14

You sigh and put your phone away, scribbling down notes quickly. You focus on the teacher the rest of the hour and pack up quickly after the bell rings. You head out after nodding goodbye to dave. You head for the art room and open the door only to be nearly tackled. You laugh and catch the troll with a blue kitty hat and an olive trench coat.

"Hey Nep."

"Hi (name)! mew are looking purrfect like always!"

You chuckle and shake your head "Thanks Nep!"

You and Nepeta head towards your seat and wave at the teacher as you pass. Art skips by as you goof around with Nepeta and look at her new ships, and pretty soon lunch comes around. You get a sub, apple sauce and chocolate milk, heading towards the table in the corner where John, Dave and Nepeta are already seated. You sit next to Nepeta across from Dave and eat quickly, watching the people who shift and turn towards your table.

Dave sips his apple juice and  looks at you "Yo (name), you ready?" You down the rest of your chocolate milk and nod.

"Bring it cool kid." Dave launches into a rap and kids quickly assemble around your table. You smirk and jump in, interrupting Dave and taunting him so he'll get mad. People murmur and John and Nepeta cheer, laughing loudly. The battle goes on for about five minutes, you losing after you drew a blank and shrugged, your rapping skills no where near Daves. You go to sit down again after the crowd dissipates but a pair of lanky arms wrap around you, spinning you in a hug.

"ThAnKs MoThErFuCkEr!"

"Ah! Gamzee put me down!" You squirm slightly and Gamzee sets you down, honking your nose.

"YoU rEaLlY sAvEd Me!"

"No problem, its what I do." Gamzee honks your nose again, grinning lazily and walks over to where he's sitting with Karkat and Terezi.

You sit back down and spin a fork around, resting your chin in the palm of your hand. "(Name)."you ignore the voice and continue spinning the fork, your thoughts racing. "(name)." A hand reaches out and snatches the fork, causing you to look up to see Dave staring at you. "(name) what was that about?"

You sit up and tug on your ponytail "Earlier in first period I was texting Gamzee. Him and Terezi are Kismesis and didnt tell Karkat. Karkat was mad at both of them so he asked me to talk to Karkat."

Dave raises an eyebrow "Since when do you help the clown?"

You rest your chin on the table and mumble under your breath "Because I know how Karkat feels..." The bell rings signalling the end of lunch and you leave before Dave can pester you more.

~timeskip to the end of the day~

You put your things away in your locker and slam it shut, slinging your bag over your shoulder. You turn to walk to Johns locker and are greeted by a pair of shades inches from your face. You flinch and back up against your locker "D-dave what the hell? Why are you so close?"

"Don't go to Johns."

You blink and shove Dave away from you "Why the hell not?" You don't mean to swear out loud but oh well, you hate getting bossed around. Dave doesn't respond so you walk away, heading for Johns locker. You wave at John and smile, looking back to see Dave is gone.

"Hey (name)! Ready to go?" You nod and head out with John, walking a few blocks to his house. You and him do homework for a few hours then watch a bunch of crappy movies, including Con Air, which you grudgingly agreed to sit through.

You stand up after a few hours of movies and stretch. You call goodbye to John heading for the door. You turn to wave to John as you leave but instead feel a warm pair of lips press agaisnt yours. You pull away quickly and push John away, covering your mouth with your hand.

John smiles goofily "Tell him how you feel (name)." You blink and realize John knew.

"What if he rejects me John..?"

"You won't know until you try."

You nod and grab your bag from where you had dropped it, heading out the door. You begin heading back to your house and slip your headphones on, turning the music up loudly. You hum to yourself and are almost home when you feel as if someone is following you. You stop and turn your music off, looking around the dark street. you shrug and turn to keep walking and see a flash of white-blonde hair before looking at your feet. A weird (f/c) stuffed toy is sitting at your feet, its glassy eyes looking up at you. You giggle and bend over, picking it up, it sorta looks like a penis. Its super soft and smushy, but you think its cute, so you clutch it to your chest and glance around quickly before walking again.

~Daves POV~

I look down at (name) cuddling the smuppet as she walks and think 'Bitches cant resist the smuppet.'. I slip back inside my window to almost fall out of it at the sight of Bro casually laying on my bed, watching me. "On the roof again Lil man?"

I nod and head to my turntables "Yeah." Bro hops up and absconds out of my room as I begin spinning some sick beats awhile before heading to bed.

~Readers POV~

You get home and run up to your room, setting the plush on your turntables before getting changed into pajamas. You climb into bed and grab the plush, clicking off the lights and cuddling it as you curl up. Oddly enough, the plush reminds you of Dave so you name it Cool Kid in honor of him. You yawn and fall asleep, a small smile on your face.

~Super awesome timeskip~

You wake up to your goddamn computer dinging crazily. You roll out of bed and grumble, walking over to the damn thing. You set the plush on the desk next to your laptop and rub your eyes, logging into pesterchum.

turntechGodhead [TG]started pestering (chumhandle) [CH] at 07:22

[TG]: Yo
[TG]: (name)
[TG]: Get up, I need to talk to you
[TG]: Seriously (name)
[TG]: Get up
[CH]: What do you want?!
[TG]: Come over
[CH]: Seriously Dave? Its 7 in the morning on a saturday, you couldn't wait a few more hours?
[TG]: Just get over here.
[CH]: Fine.

(chumhandle) [CH] ceasing pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 07:34

You sigh and hop into the shower, washing and drying quickly. You dress in black knee length leggings and red shorts, a red tank top to match. You slip on your black leather gloves and don a pair of black sneakers, grabbing a bag and slipping Cool Kid inside. You run out the door and head for Daves apartment building. You get there soon enough and jog up the many stairs to his apartment, huffing as you knock on his door. The door is pulled open immediately after you knock by a tall man with large anime shades and a shirt white t-shirt with an orange cap on it. You blink and the man grins lazily, looking you up and down.

"And who might you be gorgeous?"

You scowl "(name). Who are you?"

"The names Dirk." You file away his name under the memory ;Bro; like some stupid computer and raise an eyebrow.

"Is Dave here?"

DIrk's eyebrows raise and he stand aside so you can get in. "So you're the gal he was talking about. Down the hall on the end."

You nod and slip past him, heading towards Daves room. You knock on the door lightly "come in."

You open the door and look around, "Why'd you ask me over so early?"

Dave looks at you "I need to know."

You raise an eyebrow and what John said last night flashes through your mind "Tell him how you feel (name)." "Know what?"

"John called last night, said you had something to tell me."

You swallow and walk over to his turn tables, scanning over the equipment. "Yeah, I do." You spin the discs and look up at Dave "I really like you. Like alot."

Daves eyebrows shoot up and a slight red graces his cheeks, barely visible. " You like me? You the one with the ability to match my sick ryhmes with even sicker beats?" You blush slightly at the compliment and Dave continues "The one that makes my head spin faster than my turntables?" You blush more and nod, watching as Dave walks over to you.

"So you like me?" Dave mutters a yes and presses his lips to your, his arms wrapping around your waist tightly. You wrap your arms around his neck and tangle your fingers in his white-blonde locks, pulling him closer. He runs his tongue over your lower lip and you open your mouth, battling him for dominance, though you dont win. He takes his time exploring your mouth and you two pull away, panting and gasping for air. Dave grins at your reaction and you tug on his hair teasingly.

"You taste like apple juice."

"Apple juice is the shit." You laugh and untangle yourself from him, pulling the plush out fo your bag and cuddling it. "You like the smuppet I gave you?"

"You were the one who set it at my feet?" Dave nods and you grin "Awesome! Its so kawaii." you laugh when Dave raises an eyebrow, but suddenly Dirk is in the doorway.

"Did someone say kawaii?" You burst out laughing and Dirk raises an eyebrow "Im guessing you did gorgeous?"

"Bro!"

"Too sugoi for you Dirk." Dirk grins and leaves the room with a chuckle.

"(Name), be my girl?"

"Wasn't I already?" You wink at him, laughing when he rolls his eyes behind his shades and pulls you in for another kiss.