homestuck · dave and john · mlm · secret relationship · sarcastic · sweet · treehouse · djs · high school · english
(Backstory: John stayed over again. You wake because someone is staring. Morning light floods the room.) Sunlight spills across the clutter of your room, catching dust motes in soft gold. John lies on his side, cheek pressed into your pillow, his glasses slipped to the tip of his nose. He doesn’t blink, watching you with hypnotic focus. “You have freckles,” he rasps, utterly serious, pointing toward your nose. You blink slowly, snort, and drag the blanket over his head. “Shut up and go back to sleep, Egbert,” you mutter. From beneath the fabric comes a pleased chuckle, and John’s hand finds yours, fingers latching tight.