Dave x John - Sworn Duties ProloguePrince Jonathan, they called him. He is the kingdom’s prince. The land’s prince. And most importantly, was your prince.You don’t remember who took care of you when you were an infant, but you were on the streets by five. For a tiny human, you kicked ass, and you were street smart. You knew how to get into people’s minds, how to manipulate, how to put your fists up and pick the right fights. It’s how you stayed alive. You suppose those virtues were noticed when an older man with sunset eyes saw you sitting by a fence post, chewing at the remains of an apple you had stolen.He knelt before you, and your eyes imm
Dave x John - Clouded Pt. 3I show up ten minutes before four because I’m an idiot. Or something like that.I take my new spot under the tree in the park and set my phone aside, letting it play aloud some old piano music that I downloaded the other day. Today I don’t read. I play with the grass and mess with a leaf in my hand, drawing it out in my head, and shove little pieces of bark into the dirt. I listen to the movement around me and the sounds of the cars rushing on the road.Then I hear someone resting in front of me, and I at first think it’s Dave, but it doesn’t smell like him. It’s clean, with a hint of cologne.“Excuse me
Dave x John - Clouded Pt. 5“I’m scared,” I admit, tightening my grip on Dave’s arm.“Everyone should be scared of high school,” he chuckles. “It’s full of nerds, dumbasses, bitches and drama queens. Otherwise known as Hell.”“You are not helping me here!”He laughs again, and I feel his hand pat me on the small of my back. “Relax, John. I’ll take you to every class. Even to your desk. And when we don’t have a class together, I swear I’ll be there to pick you up. Okay? I promise.”I trust him. Of course I do. “Okay,” I say.“Okay?”I nod affirmat
Dave x John - Clouded Pt. 1I like reading. The local library holds tons of books made specifically for people like me, and also a large variety of audio books. I go there almost every other day to read, because there isn’t a whole lot else for me to do with the big gaps of nothing in my schedule. And I love the stories, because it allows me to be somewhere else. I may not understand the imagery, but I like to somehow create it in my head.It was the middle of winter in Texas, which made the weather perfectly tolerable. It was also around that time I heard the clicking.I usually get a private room at the library where I can listen to the audio books aloud witho
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Dirk x Jake - GoneDave is editing a script, drinking from a glass that's full of mixed scotch and apple juice. You don't question it. You fiddle with your phone in one hand, a bottle of orange Sunkist in the other. The apartment is dimmed, the outside world full of stars. It's relaxing. Even though you're not speaking with Dave, you're both bonding over the silence.Your phone vibrates. You take a swig of your drink, opening the message.GT: Shes gone.Your chest aches. You take a deep breath through your nose, forgetting all about your drink and looking at Dave."Can Jake sleep over?" you ask.He looks up, sunglasses falling down his nose. "Sure. Everyth