(Requests are Open)

(Dirk x Male Reader)

That's what they called you. Stud. Cause you had that piece of metal above your lip. He didn't even know your name. You were his neighbor and the best of friends.

Or... uh...

The sunlight in the room was annoying. You were trying to enjoy your sleep but. That alarming light of the sun. That party last night. You didn't even want to know what time it was. Grumbling you tossed over onto... warmth. So smooth and warm and soft. Cracking open an eye your eye caught the shades. The black sharp triangle shades sitting on the night stand. Your eyes wandered over to the sleeping blonde you curled up with. He slept soundly with a slight snore. You only hummed and shut your eyes again.

"Oh its Dirk." You muttered.

You snapped open your eyes and slowly pulled yourself away. Sitting and examining clothes trailing to the bed. And the tingle in your rear.

The line was crossed.

You swallowed thickly as you shut your eyes. Slowly you picked up the sheets and raised them. Peaking underneath them you purse your lips and lowered them. You both were naked...

Climbing out of the bed slowly you gathered your clothes and began to put them on. Then hurried out of the room. You stopped putting on your shirt when Dave stepped out of the bathroom.

"Oh yo. What's gotten you so shaken up?" He asked.

"I just... gotta go home and rest off his hangover." You chuckled.

"Gotcha. I'll let bro know when he gets up."
You nodded before exiting.

It had been weeks since you saw him last. Or either of the Strider bros. If you needed to leave you'd head out the fire exit and return the same. But. There was one place you couldn't hide from him.

Work.

It was about closing time. And you worked at a record shop. The bell chimed as you chimed a welcome. You slipped a record into a tub and picked it up. You backed up through the curtain and out on to the floor. You turned to Dirk leaning against the counter. You froze clutching onto the bin. His attention was drawn up to you. Pushing up his sunglasses his sunset orange eyes buried into your being. Dave stepped up next to him with a record. Placing it on the counter.

"Can I get this one bro?" He asked.

"Sure. Now go be stupid somewhere else." Dirk cocked a brow to him.

Dave clicked his tongue and grumbled. You set the bin on a counter beside you. Stepping up to the cash register and rang up the record. Dirk caught your wrist.

"What happened to you? You avoid me like the plague and."

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Did I do something?"

"No no. I. Did.... I don't want to talk about this."

"Then what is it?"

"I've been in love with you!" You hissed, "And I figured what happened would have tarnished our relationship and-"

He cupped your cheek and kissed your other.
"Relax stud- er. (y/n). If I didn't want it you would know and drunk you is boss ass cute. I'm here now. Let us walk you home and protect your cute ass from any harm."

"Oh yea with those shitty ass swords?"

You both heard Dave laugh. Dirk glared at him over his shoulder then turned back to you.

"Come on smart ass."

"Pay for your record first."