John quickly shrugged off his jacket, placing it on a rack near the door, and left his shoes at the door. He followed the blond over to the couch, sitting down next to him and simply watching his movements. He had never seen anyone so…sad. If that could be the word to describe it.
The fact that Dave wasn’t acting as cool as he usually did, slightly bothered John, but it also proved that the other wasn’t putting up any false faces with him. He was being himself. It was taking all that he had not to simply reach over and pull the other man into his arms and simply hug him.
It didn’t matter that he had barely known Dave before this, all that mattered was that he really did not like seeing such a face on his friend. It depressed him, it made him feel sadder than he had in a while, not counting the way that he felt with the nightmares and whatnot.
“Is it too soon to ask why you don’t like storms?” He questioned, tilting his head to the side as he adjusted his position, lifting his legs to sit cross-legged on the couch, facing Dave. He wanted to listen. He wanted to know what was bothering him.
He gave a weak shrug and glanced over to his new friend, seeing he was eagerly facing him with a question looming out in between them, caught on strings he was dubbed to cut with a response. Damn. His pulse was high with anxiety and a response was something he didn’t want to give to the other. But he did so anyways.
“I… No, not really. After I lost bro to social services I lost my home because I had no kid to support. I was stuck sleeping in bus stop boxes or whatever. Storms were the worst. They kept me awake, cause inside a glass box that shit is hella loud. Anyways it always gave me time to think and reflect about my life, how much of a failure I was. At least I got out of that jam, but shit, dude, I really… Really don’t like storms.”
He shivered slightly and rubbed his arm, Auto rubbing up against him finally noting his distress. He smiled faintly before looking at the dark haired, lost in thought for a moment. If I didn’t know he was supposed to be my best bro in another life I’d be damned if I didn’t say the guy was too attractive to stay the night. Dammit. No one is safe from me, are they?