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Chapter 1: The question
You were currently laying in the meadows of the outside of France. You and you’re best friend Dave Strider had finally graduated and both your parents and his brother Dirk gave you as a present a trip through out Europe. This was your first day in France and both of you had decided to stay in the outside of the city to rest for the day. Dave lay closed eyed. You could hear his steady breaths. You turn to look at him; he had both hands underneath of his head as a pillow, one of his legs was folded with the other one on top of it. You smiled you had both finally made it out of high school. You had somehow survived it.
You heard Dave sigh; with his eyes still closed he smirked.
“I can feel you staring. If you want me to strip you only had to ask for it…”
He said and you just laughed at the comment. You had already grown accustomed to his dirty comments and his futile attempts to make you embarrassed.
“Yes Dave, please do so~ I’m just having so many fantasies of you stripping your cloths of and doing things to me in the dark”
It was his turn to chuckle. He stood up and sat beside you.
“Ok, then let me begin”
He said with his hands on the hem of his shirts. You stared at him as he lifted his shirt a little. His eyes were on your face but like always his shades were in the way. He pulled upwards his shirt. You smiled determined to not look away. He chuckled seeing no reaction from your part and lowered his shirt. He didn’t lay down again and just stared at the view in front of both of you. You shrugged it of and closed your eyes, sleeping overpowering you. A few minutes later Dave called out for you.
“Hey (f/n)”
He said and you hummed in response a little angry for the interruption.
“Can I ask you something?”
He called out again sounding serious. You didn’t bother to open your eyes, knowing Dave it was probably about his dumb poetry. You groaned in response.
“Marry me”
You were currently laying in the meadows of the outside of France. You and you’re best friend Dave Strider had finally graduated and both your parents and his brother Dirk gave you as a present a trip through out Europe. This was your first day in France and both of you had decided to stay in the outside of the city to rest for the day. Dave lay closed eyed. You could hear his steady breaths. You turn to look at him; he had both hands underneath of his head as a pillow, one of his legs was folded with the other one on top of it. You smiled you had both finally made it out of high school. You had somehow survived it.
You heard Dave sigh; with his eyes still closed he smirked.
“I can feel you staring. If you want me to strip you only had to ask for it…”
He said and you just laughed at the comment. You had already grown accustomed to his dirty comments and his futile attempts to make you embarrassed.
“Yes Dave, please do so~ I’m just having so many fantasies of you stripping your cloths of and doing things to me in the dark”
It was his turn to chuckle. He stood up and sat beside you.
“Ok, then let me begin”
He said with his hands on the hem of his shirts. You stared at him as he lifted his shirt a little. His eyes were on your face but like always his shades were in the way. He pulled upwards his shirt. You smiled determined to not look away. He chuckled seeing no reaction from your part and lowered his shirt. He didn’t lay down again and just stared at the view in front of both of you. You shrugged it of and closed your eyes, sleeping overpowering you. A few minutes later Dave called out for you.
“Hey (f/n)”
He said and you hummed in response a little angry for the interruption.
“Can I ask you something?”
He called out again sounding serious. You didn’t bother to open your eyes, knowing Dave it was probably about his dumb poetry. You groaned in response.
“Marry me”
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It was dark outside, and you were sleeping, tucked soundly into your cozy bed, without a thought for the frigid world outside.
So naturally, when the rapping on your window started, it shocked you up and out of your cozy nest, where you sat upright, panting.
Dave Strider, the guy of your high-school dreams, is standing, staring through the (literally) frosted glass.
Now, there are a few things wrong with this scenario. One: Dave isn’t wearing his sunglasses, allowing the dim light of his blood-red eyes to shine vaguely through the glass. Two: He’s outside your freaking bedroom. (Uhh, major creep much?) Three: The most pleading
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But not you.
You only wanted a happy life. Weah, sometimes you fight with your parents but they still
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I really LOVE Dave and this idea had been bugging me way to much to be true so hear I am righting the dammed story for you people.
So I know this isn't even worth calling a Chapter but it also isn't a Prologue. And It's so little but you know me people and know every chapter of mine contain minimum 1000 words so next time I promise it will be extra long
Enjoy the story ^^
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Total Words: 368
Story- KurooUsagii-chan
Dave - Homestuck
You - Mine LOL
You may not use this story or the idea (future chapter the idea will be presented)
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nicely done dude