Oneshots- Anyone, any request

~Don't Call Me Bro~ Dave Strider x Reader

"Another day, another dungeon," I sighed as I walked into my first period class.
Here in SBURB High (also known as SGRUB), the school day started at 9 am. Me, being more of a night owl than an early bird, did not like it. However, there were a few things at this hellhole that made it worth it.
1: Food. Despite it's nickname, SGRUB has surprisingly good cooks. The food is delicious, and multicultural. I tend to stay away from the grub sauce, though.
2: Education. The classes may be boring, but you can get a lot from them, like my friend Kankri does. Man, that boy could not leave a lecture to save his life. Speaking of-
3: Friends. People like Rose, John, Karkat, Kanaya, Terezi, and Sollux have really kept me sane over these years. Especially one.
4:

Dave Motherfucking Strider.

The boy, the man, the myth, the legend.

The hero.

My hero.

Ever since I befriended him, I'd always admired him. Luckily, we're pretty good of friends, and he hangs out with us every day.
"Yo."
"Hi bro," I waved. " 'Sup?"
"Eh, same old. Seen Dirk at all?"
Dave sat down next to me, blond hair catching the sun just right, glinting off his sunglasses. He's so cool...
"(Y/n)?"
"Oh!"
Startled back into reality, I saw Dave's face inches from mine, no expression prominent. "I, uh, no, I haven't seen him. Did he get in trouble or something?"
Dave shook his head. "Nah, just haven't seen him for a while. He's probably off doing cool shit-"
"You mean, doing Jake?"
Dave cracked the tiniest smile. "You're probably right."
"Alright, class, let's begin," the teacher, Mr. Hussie, said. "Okay. In Criminal Justice today, we're going to be role playing a break-in. Vriska, you'll be playing the thief."
Vriska rolled her eyes and sighed. "Why do I always have to 8e the thief?"
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"Bro, Mr. Hussie's class is always the best," I swooned as Dave and I walked to lunch later.
Dave nodded. "Yeah, it's killer."
I slapped his shoulder lightly. "That's because people actually get 'killed.' "
"Yeah, although, in retrospect, it wasn't a good idea to make the wheelchair kid the hit man."
"Although Terezi did make a good judge."
"WH0'S T4LK1NG 480UT M3?"
The peppy girl set her tray down and licked my cheek. "HMM... C4NDY R3D... (Y/n)?"
I laugh. "Correct!"
Terezi smiled widely and sat down. Soon Nepeta, Karkat, Tavros, Rose, Jade, John, and Sollux joined us. "Kanaya isn't here today," Rose told us. "She's got the flu."
"Heh, you sure it's the flu, Rose?" John cajoled, wiggling his eyebrows as Rose blushed.
"Yo (Y/n)," Dave said through a mouthful of food, "give me your apple juice."
"Eat me, Strider."
"Gladly," Sollux snickered under his breath.
I looked up sharply. "Sollux!"
"What? You know he would."
"aND IF HE WOULDN'T, I WOULD," Tavros said jokingly, nudging me.
I just scoffed and glanced at Dave. He didn't say anything, just stared at Tavros with an unreadable expression.
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The next day, Mr. Hussie handed out papers to all of us. "You'll be researching famous criminals," he stated. "You must find out their objective, motive, and process for the crime they committed. You are allowed to choose your criminal, but you will be working with a partner."
Chatter arose from the students. Mr. Hussie narrowed his eyes. "An assigned partner."
The class groaned as Mr. Hussie pulled a fishbowl, filled with little slips of paper, out from under his desk. He shuffled around inside and pulled out two. "Every student in this class is inside this bowl. I will be pulling these at random, so I want to assure you, this is not rigged."
He looked at the papers. "Sollux Captor and Eridan Ampora."
"This is so rigged," Eridan grumbled as he moved to the back of the class with Sollux.
Mr. Hussie went through the names, pairing more people. I zoned out after a while, until...
"(Y/n) (L/n) and... Tavros Nitram," Mr. Hussie called out.
Tavros wheeled his way over to me. "hEY (y/N)," he said. "gLAD TO BE WORKING WITH YOU,"
I chuckled. "I'm glad to be working with you too."
"And finally... Dave Strider with Terezi Pyrope."
A couple of hands went up, including Dave's.
Mr. Hussie turned and glared at us. "No, you are not allowed to switch partners."
A couple hands went down, including Dave's.
"0UCH D4V3," Terezi muttered, slapping him on the shoulder.
I turned to Tavros. "So, what criminal do you want to research?"
Tavros thought for a bit. "uMM,,, hOW ABOUT CHAR,LIE MANSON,"
I grinned. "Ooh, yeah. That would be so much fun!"
"uH, FUN?"
"Yeah bro!" I chirped happily. "We get to think like a criminal, put ourselves in his place. I'm so excited!"
"wELL, aS LONG AS YOU'RE HAPPY, I'M HAPPY,"
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After school, Dave ran up to me. Actually, it was more of a power walk, But whatever.
"Hey (Y/n)," he said breathlessly.
"Hi bro," I chuckled. "Heading home?"
He nodded. "Actually, I wanted to ask you a question."
"Shoot."
"Want to-"
"hEY (y/N),"
"Oh, hi Tavros. 'Sup bro?"
"wELL, uH, i WAS WONDERING IF YOU WANTED TO WALK HO,ME WITH ME, wELL, YOU'D WALK, I'D WHEEL, hEH,"
I grab his hand. "Sure Tav! Dave, do you want to come with us?"
Dace shook his head. "No, thanks."
"What was it you wanted to tell me?"
"Oh yeah. I just need the math homework for tonight."
I rolled my eyes. "Alright Strider. C'mon Tav, let's get going."
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A couple days later, I got a notification.
---- TurntechGodhead began pestering ParadoxicalFangirl at 23:37 ----

TG: hey
PF: Hi there.
TG: wanna work on the project
PF: Um, bro, you and I have different partners.
PF: Plus, different topics. Shouldn't you be discussing this with Terezi instead?
TG: well yeah but if we work together we can help each other out with our own projects
PF: Alright, whatever you say.
PF: Wait!
PF: Whatif we invite Terezi and Tavros, and engage in a study party!
TG: "engage"
TG: you really are something (y/n)
PF: You didn't answer my question.
TG: but to answer your question
TG: no
PF: What? Why not?
TG: i
TG: they'll make fun of my sick raps
TG: you know Tavros can't rap for shit
TG: no matter how hard he tries
PF: Okay! Fine! Sorry I asked.
TG: its cool
TG: just come over at like 1
TG: bye

---- TurntechGodhead ceased pestering ParadoxicalFangirl at 23:59
I rolled my eyes. At least he said goodbye.
Looking at the clock, I see I have about an hour before I have to be there. I decide to pester Tavros.
---- ParadoxicalFangirl began pestering adiosToreador at 24:00 ----

PF: Hey Tav!
AT: hI (y/N),
PF: Want to work on the project tomorrow?
AT: uH, sURE, wHY NOT TODAY,
PF: Sorry bud, I have plans today. :(
AT: }:( oKAY,
AT: hEY (y/N),
AT: iS dAVE MAD AT ME,
PF: I don't think so, why?
AT: hE, uM, kEEPS LOOKING AT ME AND SHA,KING HIS HEAD,
PF: I'll talk to him about it. Ciao!
AT: uM, bYE,

---- ParadoxicalFangirl ceased pestering adiosToreador at 24:10 ----
For the remaining half hour, I played around, did my homework, and napped in two-minute intervals.
I headed over to Dave's around 12:50. When I knocked on the door he appeared and took me to his room. "So, what's your project on?" I asked him.
He shrugged. "Jeffrey Dahmer. You?"
"Charlie Manson. Ready?"
"Yeah."
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"Yo (Y/n)."
" 'Sup bro?"
"We're supposed to analyze the process, right?"
"Yup."
I snap my fingers. "Oh, right! Dave, do you have a crush on Tavros or something?"
Dave looks up. "(Y/n), why in the hell would you ask that?"
I shrugged. "He told me to. He was asking why you kept staring at him."
Dave shook his head. "I wasn't staring at him."
"Then who were you staring at?"
"You."
My eyes widened. "Bro, wh-"
"Don't call me Bro."
"Um, okay. What do you prefer to be called?"
"Call me Babe."
"A-Are you asking me out?"
Dave turned his head towards me. "Yes."
I sat, speechless. THE Dave Strider is asking me out?! This can't be happening.
I pinched myself, the sharp sting only adding to my shock. This is happening! Oh my gog what do I do?
"You good (Y/n)?" Dave asked, crawling closer to me.
I took a deep breath. "A-Are you sure about this?"
He nodded. "Well, in that case, I'm better than okay," I giggled.
I leaned closer to him and pressed my lips to his. He immediately returned it, wrapping his arms around me as mine laced around his neck.
After a bit, we parted. "I would love to go out with you," I said.
He laughed. "I'd hope so."
I hugged him. "Ready to continue our project?"
"One moment."
He kissed me again. I heard a camera shutter click. "Wha- Dave!"
Chuckling, he sent the picture to Tavros. "Now he knows not to flirt with you."
I rolled my eyes. "Ok, Jealous."
"Shut up, you love me."
"You know I do."

"Babe."