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Dave grinned wider, snickering softly, and kissing his palm. He muttered a muffled "I love you"

2015-10-07 12:58:34

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He turned his head a little to smile at him, "i love you too."

2015-10-07 20:07:23

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Dave gently grabbed his wrist, to tug his hand away, and covered his face in kisses.

2015-10-07 20:08:04

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His cheeks were still violet and his fins were as well but he gladly returned as many kisses as he could.

2015-10-07 20:16:01

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Dave ended up just nuzzling his cheek with a smile, closing his eyes and just cuddling Eridan

2015-10-07 20:16:58

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He squirmed a little to be closer, head tucked closer to his neck now as they cuddled.

2015-10-07 20:18:49

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Dave placed a last kiss on the top of his head, and hugged him, relaxing into his touch again. "Didnt Cronus say he'd drop by?" He just remembered that.

2015-10-07 20:19:57

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"He did already, while you were having your five hour nap. He couldn't stay long, but he says hi and gave me some more bandages and painkillers."

2015-10-07 20:21:33

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"Aw shoot. He sounded like a dork, kinda wanted to meet him." He says in a teasing tone. "But that's nice."

2015-10-07 20:43:42

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"He'll probably drop by again soon. He's in the area at the moment, probably moored off the marina. We can go out and see him if you want?" He kissed his jaw. "I told him you might be mixing his songs and he just sat there for like, two minutes grinning like a fool."

2015-10-07 21:05:35

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Dave snickers, finding the notion pretty adorable and dorky. "Thats cool man. And well, I guess we should invite him over since I can barely move without yelling angrily at a cloud"

2015-10-07 21:20:26

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"Don't yell at clouds Dave." He nuzzled his jaw, pressing a few kisses there. "He had to go meet up with Porrim but he'll drop by again if I ask."

2015-10-07 21:22:25

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"Injured Dave yells at cloud. I'll be in the newspapers." He snickers, enjoying the kisses. "Sounds good, if you're down, I'm down."

2015-10-07 21:24:27

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He snickered, trailing kisses over his cheeks now. "I'll message him tomorrow morning. Or later. Whenever it's time enough for him to come round. I dunno how long he'll be."

2015-10-07 21:26:57

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He nodded, eyes still closed because of the kisses he was getting. "Sounds like a plan. But now? Now I need to get my cuddles on."

2015-10-08 04:30:34

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He laughed softly and nodded, nuzzling his cheek briefly before just cuddling close.

2015-10-08 04:33:35

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Dave had been a bit worried about Eridan for the few weeks after the incident, but after that, he thought it all was running pretty smoothly. Aside from the fact they didn't have sex as much, but oh well, his hand exists for a reason.

Right now they were meeting up with Dirk at his apartment, so that Dave could change clothes.

When Dirk opens the door, his hair is messy, though not unstyled, and he's still wearing pyjamas in order not to spoil what he's going to wear. "Howdy."

Dave nods, tipping his non existing hat at him. "Sup."

2015-10-08 04:44:22

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Eridan was, for lack of better word, absolutely fucking tired. His plan had worked, no sleep meant no dreams. None at all.

No sleep also meant wavering concentration and an almost eternally heavy feeling to his limbs and his head. His eyes ached from no sleep, his head was killing him all the time now, and half the time he couldn't concentrate on anything.

Dave hadn't appeared to have noticed, which was great. Fantastic even. That might also be because he'd taken to hiding the bags under his eyes and the tired lines of his face with grey makeup. And maybe because they both had a shit tonne of classes and work to do. Eridan didn't really, seeing as he was ahead, but he used it as an excuse just in case.

Right now he felt like he was swaying from side to side from sleep exhaustion. The freezing shower he'd taken before Dave picked him up had helped a little, and he waved at Dirk once he opened the door.

2015-10-08 04:49:15

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"Can I offer pocky?" Dirk asks as he lets them in, making Dave roll his eyes. "Fucking weeb."

"My kokoro has been deeply hurt, Dave. How incredibly fucking rude." Dirk comments, signaling for only Dave to follow along.

"Either way the pocky is in the kitcyen, on the table, and you can help yourself to OJ as far as you don't drink it out of existence. By which I mean: leave something for the nice host." And so they enter Dirk's room.

2015-10-08 04:54:30

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Eridan had absolutely no idea what was just said. He zoned out or it didn't make sense at all. He shrugged and nodded, moving to go sit on the arm of the couch instead of sitting normally as it was more uncomfortable.

He blinked tiredly, arms crossed across his chest as he waited for them to come out again.

2015-10-08 04:58:31

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They took a while, mostly because of how Dave's hair had to be styled, but once they came out, they looked like twins. Dirk even went as far as to mimic his moles with one of those eyebrow pencils, and was pretty proud of himself.

Dave was the one that walked out first, wearing a black tank top with a hat on it, and skinny jeans with some of Dirk's shoes. Dirk was wearing the exact same thing.

2015-10-08 05:01:13

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Eridan took a second to notice them back in the room, and squinted blearily at them for another second longer.

"If you two ever went out in public dressed like this you would confuse everyone so bad." He remarked, smiling a little and leaning back slightly.

He studied them both, picking out little differences. He couldn't quite tell who was who though, at least not yet. He stood up carefully, hoping not to fall over or stumble as he stepped closer.

2015-10-08 05:06:37

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Dave smirked, proud of Dirk's work, and Dirk nodded in approval. "Remember bro, no touching." Dirk reminds him, crossing his arms over his chest.

As Eridan got closer, he could tell that Dirk perfumed Dave and himself to cover up any of their natural scents. He is a methodic and precise man.

2015-10-08 05:10:06

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It was confusing, not being able to smell what Dave normally wears.

He noticed something though, and leaned a little closer. He smirked, fins flicking a little. He made to speak, but his vision wavered and he shut his mouth again.

He waited for it to pass, taking a step back to lean against the couch in what he hoped was a casual manner. "I ask you both, what pencil was used to draw the mole on Dave's cheek." He just wanted to be sure, and to get it over and done with so he can go have another freezing shower.

2015-10-08 05:16:55

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"None, I was born with it. I guess you can call it the pencil of genetics. " Dave answers, unable to comprehend how the fuck he got that. It looked pretty realistic to them.

Dirk keeps quiet, arms still crossed.

2015-10-08 05:21:00