It takes you a minute to understand what is happening.... One second you were letting Dave into your home and now you're pinned against a wall with Dave's lips pressed oh so softly against your own. All the years of "No homo" bullshit are gone. You can't keep yourself from kissing him back, even though this came on so quickly. Your hands run into his hair, knowing exactly where they felt they needed to be. His soft, warm lips pushing harder against yours when he realized you weren't pulling away....
Your name is John Egbert, and holy shit, Dave Strider is kissing you!
YOU ARE READING
My Mistake
FanfictionTerezi? John? God, why are relationships so complicated? Dave? Why can't he see you? (( Mostly fluff, buttttt I can't promise it'll stay that way ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ))
