Dave x Demon!Reader: Epilogue

After about two thousands years, most people would grow tired of life and the people in them. Not you, oh never you, you found people way too fascinating to ever grow bored. Especially a certain white haired ruby eyed boy by the name of Dave Strider, formally human but now deceased. Well, at least to everyone else and the death logs.

"Hey babe, what you doing up so early?" Arms encircle your waist and a chin rests on your shoulder, a warm chest pressed against your back.

"Couldn't sleep." Dave nuzzles your neck, his hair tickling your cheek as he places kisses on your neck. You comb your fingers through his hair and scratch his scalp lovingly, turning and looking up at him. Demonhood suited him well, though he could make anything look good in your opinion. His red to black wings are hanging lazily, his tail flicking occasionally.

"Mmm maybe it's because you're standing on the roof."

You laugh and run your hands over his shoulders to cup the back of his neck. "Man and here I thought I could finally master sleeping while standing."

Dave leans down and places his lips on yours, his lips moving lazily against yours in a chaste kiss. He scoops you up and heads back towards the door. "Nah I need someone to cuddle with." He places little kisses on your cheeks and forehead before pecking your lips over and over, making you sigh and press against him under the numerous blankets. Like always it was freezing, and Dave still hasn't learned to deal with the cold, though neither has Dirk.

"You could always cuddle with Dirk."

"[Naaaame] noooo I wanna cuddle with yooou." Dave buries his face in your chest and you laugh, petting his hair.

"Okay okay hush and go to sleep." Dave settles down with his arms around you, his head tucked under your chin as you play with his hair absently. You can hear Dirk moving around in the small house you three share, having relocated from the skyscraper in the city to a private island where you wouldn't be bothered. You stroke Dave's cheeks and down his neck, feeling all the scars from where you had bitten him. You feel Dave shudder at the light touches and smile, tracing two particularly dark scars from where you had turned him.  Life had quieted down after you found Dave, and after waiting about two or three years for Dave to reach full maturity, you left. You and Dave traveled the world for a while, eventually meeting back up with a less-than-amused-because-you-left- Dirk, who invited you to live with him. You drift off to sleep with thoughts of Dave and the faint scent of blood in the air.

When you wake up a few hours later Dave is gone, and the shower running in the bathroom confirms where you knew he'd be. You snuggle under the blankets and fall back to sleep to the sound of Dave rapping in the shower. When the light is flicked on later you hiss and cover your head with the blanket, grumbling.

"[Name] get your lazy ass out of bed." You grumble but stay under the blankets, refusing to come out. "Fine I'm getting Dave."

You poke your head out so he can hear you "Do it." You hear Dirk leave, calling for Dave to 'get his lazy ass girlfriend up'.

You hear footsteps and burrow under the blankets quickly. "[Name] c'mon it's time to get up."

"Noooo I don't wannaaa." You hear Dave sigh and all of a sudden the blankets are gone and fingers dance over your sides, making you giggle and squirm. "Daaaave stop it!"

"Not until you get up babe." You laugh and squirm more, gasping for air occasionally.

"Okaaay just stoooop!" Dave stops and you stare up at him, his legs wrapped securely around your waist. He looks down at you, his shades present but on the tip of his nose. "Get off of me, you're so heavy!"

"You calling me fat babe?" You smile and shove him off, pecking him on the lips.

"Nah, you're still sexy as fuck." You pad over to the bathroom and look back at him. "I'm gunna shower real quick then we can go out."

"Hurry up, Bro is getting impatient."

"Yeah well he can suck my dick." You disappear in the bathroom to Dave laughing, that being his favorite response you use. You shower quickly before drying your hair and holding the towel to you, walking out the get clothes. You put on your under garments before putting on black shorts and a (f/c) tank top, the ring you've had for thousands of years on your thumb. Dave got one to match, and wears it on his left ring finger. You refuse to get rid of this ring, even though you have a ring on your left ring finger from him. Dave understands why, so he doesn't bother you about taking it off. You tug socks on before lacing up combat boots, bending over in front of the dresser. You run your fingers through your hair and stand up to see Dave in the doorway, smiling faintly. "Like something you see?"

"Definitely. C'mon, Bro is threatening to kick your ass if you don't hurry up."

"Sounds fun!" Dave rolls his eyes and you trudge over to him, linking arms and heading for the living room.  Dirk is lounging on the couch with a bag of Doritos on his lap, flicking through the channels. You fall over the back of the couch next to him and poke his stomach. "Diirk c'mon aren't you ready?"

He looks down at you and shakes his head, turning the tv off "Says the one who sleeps all day."

You use your legs and pull yourself back over the back of the couch, grinning. "I'm nocturnal what can I do."

"Get your ass up earlier."

You purse your lips "that's no fun." Dirk rolls his eyes and flash steps into the kitchen, putting the Doritos away before flash stepping to the door. You run to the door and successfully manage in tackling Dirk out the door, only your second time since you've met him. He falls with a grunt and you giggle, hopping off of him and taking off into the air, Dave snickering and following behind. You hear a whoosh as Dirk throws his katana at you, and you narrowly dodge it, seeing Dirk catch it from below you. You wave happily at him and stick your tongue out. Flying like this was the best part of living, with Dave by your side and Dirk throwing his shitty katanas at you, you couldn't be happier.