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Way before this moment, before the argument, way before John and Dirk ever considered each other “friends”, there was the Round Table meet ups. The entire group was there just for their monthly hang out, to catch up on each other's life and shit.
Everyone was already inside, Karkat yelling at Kanaya about Dave being a shitty roommate for the 50th time as Dave shit faces himself with greasy cheap pizza. Roxy and Rose gossip and are giggling away, their giggles are soon muffled by the evil laughter coming from Vriska and Terezi killing zombies in an arcade game. Jade and Jake are trying to order more pizza and drinks for the rest of them as Dirk is slouched in the corner of the booth feeling emotionally constipated by the loud and noisy restaurant. The only person who is missing is John who was supposed to be here 20 minutes ago but for some reason isn’t, though it didn’t seem like he’s missing out on much.
Dirk, being stuffed into the corner, finally got up and started heading toward the exit. He’s not leaving or anything, he just needed to get some fresh air. As he opens the door and takes a step outside he sees a friendly face. He sneaks toward John who didn’t notice him til the last second.
DIRK: ..I didn't know you smok-
JOHN: AH!!
John lets out a high pitched squeal, dropping the cigarette he was holding onto the wet pavement, then immediately trying to bury it under his shoe.
JOHN: oh hey dirk!
DIRK: Hey it's alright.
JOHN: what’s alright?
DIRK: I just didn't know you smoke.
JOHN: no i don't smoke.
DIRK: Then what were you just doing?
JOHN: …..
JOHN: fine, yeah…. smoking.
JOHN: ok i smoke!
DIRK: Uh huh.
Dirk leans up against the wall about 3 feet next to John and pulls a pack out of his pocket, pulling out a fag from it. He pats around his pocket and remembers he left his lighter inside the restaurant.
DIRK: shit.
JOHN: hm?
DIRK: Sorry but, do you have a lighter?
DIRK: I think I forgot mine back inside but I don’t want to go back.
DIRK: Could I use yours?
JOHN: sure if you give me one of your cigarettes.
JOHN: i kinda just wasted my last one….
DIRK: Sure.
They swap items. John first grabs a cigarette from Dirk's hand and lights it, then he gives the lighter to Dirk. Dirk flings it open, lighting his cigarette then closes it making a *clink* noise.
As the both of them take huff from their own cigarette a long uncomfortable silence washes over them.
DIRK: ….
JOHN: …
JOHN: so how is everyone doing in there?
John hates silences.
DIRK: The same shit they did last month.
JOHN: oh… well how are you doing?
JOHN: you can’t tell me you didn’t do anything for a whole month.
DIRK: The usual I guess.
JOHN: that is?
Without turning his head Dirk gives John a look from the side, as you would expect it’s unreadable but it does give John a sense of annoyance from Dirk.
DIRK: You're gay asf.
JOHN: not again!
(The last part isn't real, we gave up and now go to hell.)