My Musical Dork- Dave x Reader (Oneshot)

2 am. It's 2 am in the fucking morning. Are they ever going to stop? Will it ever end?

It's Saturday night and spring break. You're on an island vacation with your boyfriend, Dave, in a little house right on the beach. You'd heard there was going to be a celebration near where you were staying, but you hadn't anticipated it would be this loud. The restaurants blasting the music were all the way on the other end of the beach, but somehow the music still managed to travel all the way to your temporary residence, penetrate your walls, and keep you up until now. On top of that, the night had been hot, so sleep was pretty uncomfortable too, and the mosquitos were out for blood. Island life has its ups and downs, you suppose.

Sitting up in bed, you look over at Dave- Dave, quietly snoring away, oblivious. He was only in some boxer shorts and seemed to have thrown off the sheet at some point in the night. Lucky for him, he was a heavier sleeper than you. Soon, growing restless, you decided that, since no sleep was to occur tonight, you might as well get up and do something productive. Or something, anyways. 

You got up and started walking to the door, feeling your way through the dark room- that is, until you tripped over a shoe... and banged your arm on a dresser on the way down. 

You'd let out about five different and very loud expletives before you looked over to the bed to see Dave's shadowed form sitting up and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

"Dave! I-"
"Did you fall?"
"..."
"You fucking fell, didn't you?"
"Well you see... it's dark."
"Mmhmm." He chuckled and started climbing off the bed.

You were still sitting on the floor, cradling your arm as he sat and hugged you from behind, attempting to inspect your arm.
"You alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I won't be sleeping anytime soon, though."
"Why not?"
"Don't you hear that music blasting down the road? It's a fuckin concert down there!"
"Oh, yeah. Now that you mention it."
"Now that I mention it? How did you not hear it?"
"I've been DJ'ing for a long time now. I learned how to block out noise that's unnecessary. I can listen to the crowd and the track, but there'll be times when I gotta focus on one more than the other."

What a handy trick, you thought, smiling.

Leaning back to look at him, you cooed, "Teach me you're ways, o cool one."
He smirked.
"C'mon, up you go." He got up and helped you up, motioning towards the bed.

You both lie side by side holding hands, wary of too much heat in the already warm night.
You'd stay that way for a moment until he spoke.
"Y'know, I could totally Dj that track."
You chuckled, turning on your side to look at him.
"Nah, I'm serious name. I could own that shit. You'd be up here noddin' to my sick beats even if they kept you up, 'cause they'd be fuckin' real. On point." He started bobbing his head to the rhythm that was already playing. 
"Yeah, that would be the real shit. A little mix in there. Scratch it there... Unst, Unst, Unst, Unst, Boosh..."
He'd started making the rhythm sounds now. 
"You're such a dork, you know that, right Dave?"
"But that's why you love me~"
You giggled.
He rolled over closer to you.
"That is why, right? No? (Name), you gotta answer me!"
You were laughing your ass off, now. 
He rolled on top of you, pulling you into a massive bear hug.
"(Naaaame,) you need to tell meee. If you don't I'll tickle you!"
You gasped through your laughter.
"You, haha, wouldn't dare, hahahaaaa!!"

He started tickling you.
"Da-hahaha, youha, you- you gotahahaha, yes! I love you 'cause you're a fricken dork- pfthhahahaha! Stop it!"
He stopped tickling you. You were still smiling though, as you cupped his face in your hands. 
"You're my precious, handsome, funny, sweet, musical dork," you praised, pecking him on the lips.
As you leaned away, he smiled warmly, a smile that not many others ever got to see, and he pulled you in for a longer, sweeter kiss. 
"And you're my precious, beautiful, funny, sweet, amazing (Name.)"

Well. Even if you couldn't sleep, at least you had Dave to keep you occupied- and loved.