Dave X Reader

Our Secrets

Where was I...?

My eyes felt heavy as they slowly opened.

I was certain I had died.

I looked around, turning my head from side to side on what felt like a pillow.

To my left was a wall, posters hung on them.

I couldn't make out what they were.

I was certain I was in a bedroom.

However, I was not certain it was mine.

A door opened, but what was behind it wasn't too pleasant.

Dave had a sandwich on a plate and two bottles of apple juice.

Just as he met my gaze, he stopped in his tracks

I was frightened.

I slowly sat up, though it was quite painful.

Backing up into the headboard, I noticed.

I wasn't wearing my clothes.

Instead, i wore a red sweater with a smashed record on it, along with that same red colored baggy gym shorts.

Dave closed the door behind him and smirked as if he found an idea to explain this to me.

He set down his 'groceries'??

"W-why am I in your bedroom....?!" I panicked.

I started to freak out, keeping my cool was getting difficult.

I felt like I was going to cry, instead I reminded myself

No way in hell was I gonna cry in front of him.

He climbed onto the bed, inching toward me, before I could back away. The headboard already had the heels of my hands digging into them

I tried to mess with my hair, when I realized it was tied back, out of my face.

Instead I ended up awkwardly stroking my face.

"Why am I here Strider."

"what kind of a thanks is that? I saved your life, you would've been beaten to a bloody pulp if I'd let Cronus touch you for even another second."

"Maybe I wanted him to kill me firstly, secondly, how do I know your not as much of a creep as he is? After all, you did change my clothes."

"I don't regret it either, you've got a fine ass–i mean....Shit....."

My face had already grew hot with just those few words

I hopped off of his bed, when I felt a strong pain in my ankle. And stomach.

I tried my best to ignore it.

I walked in front of Dave.

Bringing my arm back, he attempted to deflect himself and say some corny or just dumb shit before I smacked him upside the head.

"hey!! Ow, dude chill!!!"

"You are sick! I can't imagine what you did to me while I was unconscious"

I shuddered. Gross.

I knew I couldn't leave yet however. I needed answers.

Instead of being in the same seat as him, or area anyway.

I saw his red office chair.

I plopped onto it.

"Answer my questions and I'll be on my way."