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It was 6:40 in the morning, 20 minutes before Homeroom bell rang. Meanwhile, [Name] was sitting out in the courtyard, tapping her foot impatiently on the pavement. How rude of Strider to keep her waiting! She sighed and slid her backpack off, awaiting the arrival of the cool kid.
As if her thoughts were a call across the heavens, She looked over and noticed none other than Dave Strider strolling towards her, his backpack slung over one shoulder. [Name] grinned cockily and approached him, cracking her knuckles and calling out.
"Ready to wrestle, cool kid?" At the sound of her threat, Dave bowed his head a bit and chuckled, approaching her to give her a quick, chaste kiss. He backed away, sliding his bag off and putting his fists up.
"Whenever you're ready, hun. You know the only thing sicker than my beats are my moves, unable to be defeated, set in place like a record's grooves, any-" Unfortunately for any aspiring rapper hoping to take notes, Dave's rhyme was interrupted by a fist flying towards his face, which he promptly blocked. "Hey! You're jeopardizing the beats, here. Not cool, babe."
"Then do something about it!" [Name] retorted, throwing a couple more punches and even the occasional high kick. A small crowd had gathered to watch their little dance, and they paid it no mind, continuing to hit and block, managing to land the occasional blow.
After about four minutes, [Name] fell over, and Dave followed a second after. The audience disbanded, and they were left sitting there, panting and smiling.
"Dave?"
"Yeah, pumpkin?" [Name] looked over at him, raising her eyebrow.
"Do you think our relationship is freaky?"
Dave hesitated for a moment, contemplating this before shrugging and leaning over to give her another kiss, longer this time. "Suits me just fine."
She smiled and kissed back tenderly. "Yeah, me too." She rubbed a bruise on Dave's cheek, smiling. "You need to work on your defense."
Dave snorted, ruffling [Name]'s hair with a grin. "You need to get stronger. You hit like a girl."
"You wanna bet?! How about a round TWO?!"
"Bring it!"
As if her thoughts were a call across the heavens, She looked over and noticed none other than Dave Strider strolling towards her, his backpack slung over one shoulder. [Name] grinned cockily and approached him, cracking her knuckles and calling out.
"Ready to wrestle, cool kid?" At the sound of her threat, Dave bowed his head a bit and chuckled, approaching her to give her a quick, chaste kiss. He backed away, sliding his bag off and putting his fists up.
"Whenever you're ready, hun. You know the only thing sicker than my beats are my moves, unable to be defeated, set in place like a record's grooves, any-" Unfortunately for any aspiring rapper hoping to take notes, Dave's rhyme was interrupted by a fist flying towards his face, which he promptly blocked. "Hey! You're jeopardizing the beats, here. Not cool, babe."
"Then do something about it!" [Name] retorted, throwing a couple more punches and even the occasional high kick. A small crowd had gathered to watch their little dance, and they paid it no mind, continuing to hit and block, managing to land the occasional blow.
After about four minutes, [Name] fell over, and Dave followed a second after. The audience disbanded, and they were left sitting there, panting and smiling.
"Dave?"
"Yeah, pumpkin?" [Name] looked over at him, raising her eyebrow.
"Do you think our relationship is freaky?"
Dave hesitated for a moment, contemplating this before shrugging and leaning over to give her another kiss, longer this time. "Suits me just fine."
She smiled and kissed back tenderly. "Yeah, me too." She rubbed a bruise on Dave's cheek, smiling. "You need to work on your defense."
Dave snorted, ruffling [Name]'s hair with a grin. "You need to get stronger. You hit like a girl."
"You wanna bet?! How about a round TWO?!"
"Bring it!"
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[: fight :] [: dirk strider :]
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Slowly carrying the woman in his arms, he walked into the small bathroom and sat her down on the edge of the sink. The white tiles floors began to stain from the drops of blood falling from her badly scraped knees and bruised crown as the boy held a soaked tissue to her forehead.
Her head hung low as he began running water into the tub, her [h/l] [h/c] hair covering her shameful face, it’s tresses tangled and dirty from the recent events. Pulling the shower curtain away from the water, he poured her body wash into the tub until suds began to form
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Dave x Reader - Bodyguard - Chapter Two
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Chapter Two
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The school day had finally ended and you were damn happy it was over! You just wanted to go home with Karkat and sit on your ass. You wanted to watch TV, or more specifically, [f/s]. You stood at the street corner where Karkat had said he’d meet you. As much as you wanted to be patient, you were thinking about slapping him when he got there! I mean, he was a minute late, then two minutes, then five minutes…
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“Dave it’s sooo hot!” You wined at your boyfriend Dave. This was your first summer in Texas since meeting Dave a year ago on the internet. It was 9 pm and still felt like it was a million degrees out.
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“Ya but at least you can take off your shirt” you said pointing out the fact that he was lying on the couch in nothing but board shorts and his signature shades.
“You can take your shirt off you know” he said propping himself up on his elbows.
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It is 5 in the morning and I wanted to get this request out of the way. Now, I know y'all love Dave, but I WILL NOT CONTINUE THIS OH MY GOSH. Anyways, I hope you like it, SilverReira! ♥
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Cami: Do you th!nk our relat!onsh!ps freaky?
Me: nope
Me: nope