Okay, so here’s my (very last minute, sorry about that) secret santa gift (part of the secret santa organized by @homestucksecretsanta2015 ). This fanfic is for @gasteroid (hey!) and I really hope you like it. I tried writing little dribbles for the other two ship suggestions (the cooking idea was my favorite because Equius would keep breaking dishes XD) but I can’t write a good Equius for the life of me. His character is just so layered and whatnot, and I can’t do him justice when trying to write him. So I stuck with these two dorks (I love ‘em to death). Tumblrs not letting me color the pester chum part though? Or change the font? Thats the way I wrote it originally, sorry about that. (TG = Dave, TA = Sollux, duh)
So without further a due...
Video Games (a Sollux x Dave one-shot)
TG: okay first of all fuck you
TA: what ii2 iit now 2triider?
TG: hey hey I wasn't finished yet
TG: second of all, you have to have cheated somehow
TG: I don't think it was physically possible for you to have done that without screwing with stuff
TG: using your psi shit or whatever
TA: what the actual fuck are you talkiing about?
TG: the starship game
TG: at the arcade in town
TG: thats my game
TG: I have remained the champion of it for years
TG: the dominator of the scoreboard
TG: like a god to all mere mortals who tried to achieve victory, only to have their dreams crushed by my divine skills
TA: oh that thiing?
TA: please, ii wa2 bored and thought ii'd give iit a 2hot. iit wa2 liike taking a grubpop from a wriiggler.
TA: you diidnt thiink iit wa2 ACTUALLY that iimpre22iive diid you?
TG:...
TG: you, me, video games. my place, right now captor. we are going to settle this shit.
The floor could be found littered with trash of all sorts - empty doritos wrappers careless tossed aside, empty cans of redbull and sprite half-crushed and under the couch, and two particularly big (and precious) pieces of trash sitting next to each other, their backs up against the couch as they sat on pillows on the ground. The one with whitish-blond hair, his red eyes masked behind round sunglasses, was leaning forward, eyes glued to the screen, as his fingers never stopped moving. He was fiddling with the game controller in his hand, attempting to beat the troll at his side. Said troll was leaning back, one hand behind his head, the other grasping a game controller identical to the blond’s. Red and blue sparks brought chips out a half-empty bag at his side and over to his mouth, as game finished. He radiated a smugness that you would find in someone who continually wins with ease - which this troll just happened to be.
“Shit,” Dave muttered, as exasperated as one can mutter something whilst maintaining their cool kid demeanor, “That’s like the fifth time you’ve beaten the crap out of me. I think we can stop now.”
“Of courthe. I get it. I don’t blame you for not wanting to lothe pitifully again Thtrider. It’th no your fault you thuck at thith,” replied Sollux, siping on a can of sprite, smirking smugly.
“Oh fuck no.”
They had continued this for well over an hour, and probably more than seven. As they played through multiple games, it always looked like either had a fair chance of winning, but Sollux always seemed to end up with the crown. The metaphorical crown, anyway. This irked the red-eyed boy to no end.
Dave wasn't going to let him do this again and again. And again.
And again.
...And, well, again.
He grit his teeth, and his hands tightened around the controller, the determination to beat sollux pulsing through his veins.
But then, just as they were about to start, an invisible light bulb went off, flashing over Dave’s head as a grin spread across his face. He stood up, popping the game disc out and grabbing another box that was laid abandoned under a pile of other games.
“How about we give this one a go?”
Victory tastes sweet. Sweeter than Crocker cupcakes and sweeter than lemonade during hot Texas summers. Dave would’ve easily paid a million boonbucks (not that boonbucks had much real value, anyway) for the look on the defeated trolls face. His mouth was open, much resembling an “O”, and the mix of shock and scorn in his eyes contrasted dramatically from Dave’s cocky smirk.
And Sollux didn’t like any of this. If he had known that Dave was going to be so good at this stupid Earthen skater game, he would never have allowed him to put that disc in in the first place. It was stupid, he thought, the whole thing was just stupid...
“Go thuck a bulge, you ath,” he grumbled, gulping a can of redbull down to hide his face.
“Some one’s a sore loser,” teased the shade-clad winner, “And I would know since, look at that, I just beat yooouuu~”
“Thhut. Up,” he groaned in complaint, throwing the controller aside in frustration and annoyance.
The cockiness on Dave face only grew, “Make me.”
And so he did.
The next moment was a blur, the details lost somewhere in a whirlwind of euphoria. The game controller laid on the ground, disregarded completely, as was the rivalry that had been going on only seconds before hand. All that seemed to matter was the wide eyes hidden behind dark shades, the red and blue eyes so close to them, closed tight and the mouths of the two boys with these eyes, which were locked together in a kiss.
BONUS ENDING THINGY: *ac watches her shipping prey stealthily from the window of the knight’s hive. this was it. they were finally going to get together. this was absolutely purrfect*
(840 words, on the dot! I hope you enjoyed it ^-^)
Finally I can post this!
This was my contribution to Santabound, a Homestuck themed Secret Santa!
Turns out I was drawing for AmericanLink! I hope the gift is well-received!
