Warning?: Davey curses and just goes ham for less than a second like this isn't even a warning it's just loving occasional Davey swearing- he's a literal Walnut
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Request idea by @edgy_space_prince
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In which Davey just freaks out because the ice cream machine at McDonalds is broken so god forbid, he tries to impress Jack with how he can be a strong boyfriend and stand up for him but...well, it's Davey
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Davey walked awkwardly beside Jack, hands in the pockets of his carmel colors jeans, back slightly hunched, making him just a tad bit shorter than Jack for a change.

Jack seemed to notice this as he cocked an eyebrow towards the other, smirking in amusement, "Well, don't it feel nice to be the right height for me age then."

Davey snapped out of his thoughts and nodded quickly, "Oh- um, yep," He offered a quick and nervous smile.

Jack sighed and used his shoulder to gently bump Davey's, "Come on, Dave, we's been friends for longer than the sun's been burning-"

"-That's not true, but okay-"

"So this'll be just like any other time we've hung out." Jack grinned.

"Except it's not...I have to act- better- like...like a real..like with real gaul and not just...me." Davey continued to shuffle his feet along the sideways as they neared the giant, glowing yellow "M" which marked their destination.

"Davey, I like you for you." Jack smiled.

Davey nodded slightly, "It's just that..." He paused, "The expectations are different and the standards are higher- speaking of which, I should probably not have my back hunched." He muttered, straightening up.

"Gah! Now I'm short again!" Jack gasped dramatically, throwing a hand over his forehead. This only earned a quiet chuckle from Davey who was already beginning to hunch over again from stress alone. Jack thought a moment before gently swinging his arm around the brunette, "In the words of a wise friend 'o mine- lighten up, nobody died."

Davey flushed before snorting, glancing up at Jack playfully, "Is that what you're aiming for?"

"There he is!" Jack socked Davey in the shoulder, "See Dave, just pretend like this is- like this is a normal, ordinary day between us two."

"But...I don't want it to be just...an ordinary day between us two." Davey mumbled quietly.
Jack blushed slightly before kindly smiling, moving his arm that was currently around Davey's shoulders and opting to hold his hand instead, "Of course you don't. Hey, look, seeing as how-" Jack paused a moment as they neared the entrance to the McDonalds, "Well, who really asked out who?"

Davey thought a moment before grinning, "I think it kind of slipped out for the both of us. And we mutually agreed to-"

"To get some grub!" Jack hollered in excitement as they entered the McDonalds, tugging Davey along with him.

Davey quietly obliged, still on edge from the whole situation, but at least a bit at ease that Jack was helping to guide him through it. They paused behind a line of about three sets of people, all of who they surprisingly didn't know- well, surprising for Jack.

Jack was a fairly social student at Pulitzer University, which was an interesting match for him to have become friends with Davey in the first place, considering that they were stark different in contrast. While Jack enjoyed attending almost all the school events, befriending his teachers and peers, Davey opted a more subtle approach. He did his school work well and right to earn his teachers' favors, and only spoke to his peers when necessary, as to not cause any trouble to them.

However, that hadn't been the case when he met Jack Kelly. Well, he said met like it was his choice, it wasn't exactly. They'd been in the same English class for the entire semester without speaking before they were assigned to the Semester's end project. At first, Davey had found Jack quite a bit annoying. He spoke more than he worked and most of the time Davey could hardly understand him. He learned to block Jack out most of the time when he needed to really focus on their project but couldn't help but listen when Jack brought up the moon on one occasion.

"You ever think about how tiny our lives are?" Jack had began.

"Meaning?" Davey always opted for a one word reply to most subjects as to engage socially but not expend more words than he had to.

"Well, think about it like this- the moon ain't too far away, but if you's is standing on the moon and you see Earth...and all that space around ya'...endless amounts of darkness with little dots o' light here and there and you can see them lights so close and so far...well, Earth is just one part of it."

Davey had no idea you could fall for someone with one sentence but Jack Kelly had just managed to pull that on me.

"I agree." Davey grinned, looking up and making eye-contact with Jack, which seemed to catch him off guard, "I guess it's up to us to make our lives meaningful enough that..."

"That we can seize the day." Jack nodded with a grin.

Davey chuckled, "Yeah."

After that, the two had found themselves talking more, really understanding what the other wanted to achieve in their life and what they were missing- and how they could fix that. All of it had been easily fixed with the other's company, until they'd come to the conclusion that friendship just wasn't cutting it.

Their confessions didn't come out as they would in, per say, a movie, no, it was hardly a grand gesture- but more of a conversation. Slowly moving through each topic until they determined that yes, they liked each other, and yes, they were free friday night, and yes McDonalds was romantic gosh darn it.

Which now had them here, next in line to order, Jack's calloused hand holding Davey's jittery one, still nervous under the circumstances.

"What're you going to get?" Davey had found questions the easiest way to start a conversation, not that it didn't usually flow smoothly with Jack.

"Mm...I think I'll get two cheesburgers and an oreo McFlurry." Jack nodded surely.

"Coool.." Davey nodded awkwardly. He shouldn't have asked a question in which the answer didn't quite matter to him one way or another- that is, until they reached the counter.

"And you? Jack whispered to Davey as the cashier greeted them.

"Me? ...Oh! My Order!" Davey cursed quietly, "Um..Fish Filet combo." He whispered to Jack who nodded.

"No Ice Cream?" Jack cocked an eyebrow.

"Should I be getting ice-cream..?" Davey murmured.

"It's fine, we can just split mine- be all romantic like that." Jack grinned teasingly.

Davey rolled his eyes in amusement before Jack cleared his throat to order.

"Ah, alright- um, me and uh- yeah," Jack cleared his throat, he knew Davey wasn't a fan of ordering food, having to talk with the cashier for longer than he had to, so Jack was more than happy to order for the both of them, "Could we get a...fish filet combo and a number two with an Oreo McFlurry?"

"Okay." The Cashier nodded before pausing, "I'm sorry, our Ice Cream Machine is actually broken." She hummed in fake-apology, seemingly used to this.

"Oh, alright, that's fine-" Jack began.

"No- no it isn't-"Davey squeaked before turning to the lady with a polite sigh, "How can it be broken? How do you break a machine that you use everyday? And why so often?" He looked accusingly at the cashier.

Her eyebrows lifted, not expecting a Karen to be present in the meek boy who stood beside Jack, "I'm sorry sir, we just-"

"W-Well maybe next time you uH- I'm-" Davey grabbed Jack's hand and whipped around and stalked out of the restraunt with Jack who looked at him like he'd just killed somebody.

Davey stopped a few feet away and crumbled to the curb, slumping his head into his hands, "That was so mean of me, why did I- why did I do- I'm sorry, Jack, this is just going awful." He groaned.

"Hey, come on Dave.." Jack sat beside the boy, "That was a bit um...extreme but- hey, maybe we should just go to my house?"

"But then the date's a bust." Davey reared up, "I didn't mean to lash out it was just-" He sighed, "I wanted this to go well and...I've never been out with someone like this before...I want to be confident like you...and- well, look how that turned out."

"Dave, you just got too many things piled on you at once and-"

"I don't want you to think of me as a violent person, I'm just anxious and- and I wanted to be confident like you and-" Davey was interrupted by Jack's laughter.

"Davey, you were acting like a little kid who was trying to impress an older sibling's friend, it was horrific but cute." Jack flushed with a chuckle.

"I-I meant what I said!" Davey argued, face beat red, "Why are their ice cream machines always broken? I have half the mind to work there just to find out!"

"Beats me." Jack sat down beside the other, "But no, I'm not going to think of you differently because you had a tantrum in McDonalds." Jack smirked.

"Jack! I didn't mean it!"

"You just said I meant what I said not two seconds ago." Jack rolled his eyes.

"I'm just- trying to do what I think is right- boyfriends are supposed to be protective a-and stand up for their counter part and- god, that was so stupid."

"B-Boyfriend?" Jack swallowed nervously.

"Oh-" Davey shrank down, "Oh, geez, Jacky, I didn't mean-"

"No, no- it's fine." He took Davey's hand and laced their fingers together, "I could use a man to yell at folks who can't get me no ice cream."

"I am never doing that again, that was mortifying." Davey groaned.

"Well, it was nice to see a fiercer side of you for a change, Dave." Jack winked.

"Don't get used to it." Davey huffed.

"Just learn to...use it towards worth while things...not trying to impress me with ice cream." Jack snorted.

"I said I didn't mean it!"

"And that you did, which is it?" Jack chuckled.

Davey shook his head and turned to Jack, "I want to be good for your and go on good dates...I just...suck at them. I wanted to get it down this time so I could be prepared for everything in the future but-"

"Well, like I said, let's just go to mine and playing games or sumn." Jack smiled.

"But that's not...a date-"

"Who says what is and isn't a date? If going out isn't your thing, Dave, dates aren't the only part of a relationship. We can have just as much fun at home and just go out every once and awhile."

"I don't deserve you, Jack Kelley." Davey sighed.

"Damn straight." Jack ruffled Davey's hair teasingly.

"Heeey." Dave rolled his eyes.

"You're right, damn gay!"