A/N: okay soo since this is slightly AU, Dave may seem "out of character" and whatever. He's in character in this fic. So... Yes.
Your name is Dave Strider. You currently live in Austin, Texas. As a kid, you used to live in a shitty apartment with Bro. Now, you are 22 years old, and you live in a shitty apartment on your own. After high school, you stopped talking to the friends you made along the way. You made a facebook to keep in touch with them, though you don't care to start up the conversations anyway. Today, you deleted your profile. You don't see the point in having it if you don't use it. That's just stupid, and Dave strider is not stupid. You sit lazily in front of your computer and open pesterchum. It's like, 1 am, and you see that your best pal is still signed on. You click his name and the window opens.
- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] -
TG: hey john
TG: isnt it late
EB: huh? No, silly! It's only 11 PM here. :B
TG: oh yeah
TG: fuckin timezones thing
EB: Hey, Dave... ?
EB: I was just thinking...
EB: Since we are, uh.
TG: come on egbert spit it out
EB: Sorry! Since we are basically...
EB: boyfriends, don't you think we should...
EB: you know
EB: visit eachother?
TG: yeah john that sounds
Even 9 years later, you're still trying to hide your blush behind your cool shades. Your "cool guy" facade still exists, even now (not much anymore, but it's still there).
EB: oh, Dave! I thought you'd say no!
TG: why the hell would i do that
EB: I... Don't know.
TG: calm down john
TG: i love you man
EB: i know..
TG: i could use a change in scenery anyway
TG: im gonna check flights and shit from my phone
EB: Okay! Oh, Dave I'm so excited.
EB: … But, uh, how have you been?
EB: You hadn't been on pesterchum yesterday. Or Wednesday.
EB: So... I was just wondering.
You look up from your iPhone for a split second. He can wait a moment.
The earliest flight is Saturday morning at 5 am. Next, 10 am.
Ok, that's flights. Prices now? Prices really don't matter to you right now. You have plenty of money in the bank. You still have no clue where it all came from. So, 1 ticket is about 400 bucks. No big deal. You click it. You make plans to get a seat on the 10 AM departure flight. You would make the 5 AM if you left now. But that's bullshit. You put in the ticket order.
TG: sorry i was buying myself a ticket
TG: where doin it man
TG: 10 am today
TG: damn dont sound so excited
EB: oh my god
TG: anyway things have been real chill i guess
TG: im gonna start packing my shit
TG: you should get some shut eye my dearest egderp
EB: Oh goodness, I'm so excited though, Dave!
TG: go to sleep
TG: nighty night john
EB: Gosh! Fine! Hehe. Goodnight, Dave.
TG: sleep tight
- ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG] -
You smile. You're actually going to see your best mate. But he's not only your best friend. He's your boyfriend. Long distance, but that's not for much longer. In approximately 9 hours, you'll be taking off in an airplane to see your sweetheart. Thinking about that sends butterflies to your stomach and a smile creeping to your face. You keep the pokerface though.
You have tried to stop being "ironic" because that's gotten old. You're still trying to break that cold exterior but you haven't gotten that far as of yet.
Now, you decide, it's time to pack, and get some shut eye. You stuff all the clothes you own into a bag. You also make a mental note to go shopping A.S.A.P.
You curl up in bed, plugging in your phone to the charger in the wall. Today is gonna be a big day, for both you and John.
Of course though, you both know what each other look and sound like. Webcamming and late night phone calls were your sources of other communication. You always commented on how adorable John was. He would always blush (a lot you may add) and hide his face. You even smirked sometimes. And when John had a nightmare, he called you. No matter the time, because he knew you cared about him and wouldn't mind him calling. Which was true. You stayed up, listening to him. His voice was soothing and it made you admit that it makes you smile. Sometimes he fell asleep on the phone which made you chuckle. You would hang up and send him a goodnight text.
You fell asleep that night thinking of John's voice talking to you.