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Lunch Date, Don't Be Late || Closed to Dirk and Jake

Jane's Dad eventually let her off work early on in the night, wishing her a lovely evening as he closed up shop, relieving her duties. The young woman couldn't help but tread home excitedly, unable to hide the wide smile on her face- not that she actually wished to do so. The day had been quite eventful, with the bakery booming and making a new friend, or at least, the potential of a new friend. In her hand, she carried the slip of paper Dirk had given her, excited to read it over and contact the man.

She reached her apartment in record time, unlocking the door and stepping over the threshold. After taking off her jacket, she turned to the lightened interior, excited to tell Jake the news.

"Hey Jake, I'm home! You won't believe what happened today!"

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Jane froze up slightly when the conversation suddenly turned to her. She'd never really been the best at talking about herself, but she didn't want to leave Dirk hanging. "Well, you know that I work at the bakery- I go there whenever I'm free to help my Dad. However, I'm also studying forensics at Crocker University. I enjoy anything and everything about detectives and what they do, and- well, that's it, really!" she smiled.

The woman felt as if her life was boring compared to Jake, who was always going on an adventure. She didn't know Dirk well enough to pass that kind of judgement, though she could only guess that his life was pretty action-packed based on his looks alone. Her blue eyes wandered the man's face before turning back to Jake.

It sounded like Jane had the most normal life of anyone he'd ever met, and he envied her for that. She went to school and worked at a family business, with a father whom she didn't sound like she hated. Jake may seem unreal to him because of his mannerisms, but Jane's life sounded to Dirk like it belonged on a TV series. He'd bet she even had a white picket fence growing up.

"And you, Jake?" He asked, turning to the other man, trying to keep the attention off himself for now. What could he even say if they asked again? Normally I sew fetish toys and sell them on the internet, but lately I've been fighting monsters, and my little brother hasn't spoken in a week since one of his friends died and I almost killed him!

As Jane talked about herself, Jake happily munched on his sandwich. He loved hearing about her and her life. It was so simple, but yet, she had so many adventures of her own, which was wonderful to him. He wondered what it would have been like to stay in one place growing up, and he simply couldn't fathom it, but it seemed like the perfect life for his girlfriend. He hoped he could give her some sort of life like that in the future.

Then, once she was finished, Dirk actually turned to him and asked about his life. He nearly choked on his sandwich!

"Oh me? Well, I grew up all over the world, traveling with my Grandma. We went everywhere! And occasionally would meet up with my cousin, Jade, to explore various caverns and tombs and the like. It's why I finally settled here for a little while to get a degree in Archaeology and do it professionally," he explained. "Other than that, my life is pretty normal with my Grandma teaching me how to hunt and fighting in the wilderness and whatnot."

As Jake filled Dirk in on his life, Jane munched on her food quietly, paying attention to the conversation at hand. She couldn't stop her mind from wandering to the fact that she was pleased to have found another friend in Dirk. Of course, she wasn't sure if he felt the same and he didn't seem the type to admit such feelings, but Jane contented herself to thinking it was what he thought as well.

Shaking her head slightly to clear her mind and move her thoughts back to the conversation at hand, Jane chuckled. "Jake has gotten into his fair share of accidents, though. He certainly likes getting hurt and worrying me to no end!"

Dirk stared at Jake for a long moment, until the silence bordered on uncomfortable. The tavelling, hunting and fighting all sounded normal to him, after all, that's how he and Dave had grown up as well, but Jake actually sounded happy about it. Was he supposed to have enjoyed all that stuff? Maybe he would have, if it hadn't involved Dave getting hurt so often... His brow furrowed, but Jane interrupted before he could get lost in his thoughts.

Dirk snorted softly, Jane's fond expression making him smile as well. "Sounds a bit like my little brother. Kid is gonna give me a heart attack one day."

"I have gotten into multiple predicaments, just like Janey said. However, for as many as I've gotten in recently, I used to get into even more trouble as a tiny tyke. Why, when I was about 15, my grandma and I were in Russia, right? And there was this giant bear threatening our camp. So me, being the adventuresome daredevil I am, thought it a great idea to FIGHT the bear. Boy howdy, I won that fight! Although... I waaaaas in the hospital for about 3 weeks afterward. The surgeon had to rebuild part of my calf, but I have this wicked awesome scar from it!" he exclaimed lifting his left leg to show off a very deep scar where the three of the bear's claws had sank in and tore it apart. "It's a wonder I don't walk with a limp, honestly," he laughed.

"Ooooh boy did Granny get angry with me. 'What the hell did you think you were doing, young man?! Fighting a bear?! How insane can you even get! Don't you dare worry me like that again!' Well, I'll have you know it was just a few short years later that we were in America for the first time, and I fought a mid-sized Grizzly and won unscathed, thank you very much!" Jake had completely lost himself in his tales of adventure, like usual. Most people wanted to not believe the young man when he shared the stories, but they were always taken aback when Jake showed off an accompanying scar to prove the validity of said stories. Sure, it wasn't a normal life that he'd lived, but it was what made him who he was. And he had his grandmother to thank for that, so he sure wasn't complaining.

Jane smiled fondly at Dirk and was preparing to ask about what he and his little brother got up to when Jake began his story. She munched on her food quietly, watching how animated he got, as well as Dirk's expressions, though it was hard to see anything through his shades. Once Jake finished, she swallowed the food in her mouth and sat forward slightly. "And you'd better believe that he still does all of this! He doesn't just fight bears either. He's tried fighting pumas, wolves, your standard house dog, and cats." She rolled her eyes, admittedly still not used to his need to fight everything in sight.

"So! What do you and your little brother do that's so dangerous? You said his name was Dave, correct?" she asked, smiling at the blond male.

Dirk narrowed his eyes at Jake's story. He and Dave had done some unusual things in their childhood, but Jake's story still sounded like complete bullshit to him. Then again, Jane seemed to believe him, and she didn't strike Dirk as one to lie or exaggerate. Interesting. He'd have to look into Jake later...

His expression darkened as he turned his attention back to Jane. It was his own damned fault for bringing that up, but her question about Dave still put him on edge. His initial reaction was to tell her to mind her own business, but he stomped down on that urge. For whatever reason, he liked Jane, and he didn't want to ruin that.

He looked out the window over Jane's shoulder and tried to change the subject. "How did you two meet?"

Jake frowned in concern and confusion at Dirk's blatant avoidance of Jane's question. In the time that he'd known her, she'd never been blown off like that. He was a little worried about how she was taking it, but knew better than to say anything himself. He'd only get yelled at for inevitably making the situation worse. So he decided to simply answer Dirk's question from his point of view.

"Well, we met earlier this year. My grandmother passed away at the end of last year, leaving me a boatload of money and a house here in the states, but I wasn't really ready to be in that house again so soon after her passing, you know? So I came here to attend college with some of the money she left me, deciding to pursue some sort of higher education so that I could travel the world for things and be paid for them without having to use up all my inheritance. I applied to Crocker University to major in Archaeology and met Janey here in our English class. We were paired for a project early in the semester and grew closer during that until she finally admitted to me that she had feelings for me. I can be a bit oblivious at times, heh heh." He looked a bit sheepish at the last bit, a small blush on his cheeks as he glanced over lovingly to Jane.

Jane decided not to pressure Dirk for more information on his little brother. It was obvious he didn't want to talk about it, though she had to stomp down the urge to put on her sleuthing outfit and figure things out on her own. Instead, she listened in on Jake retelling the story of how they had met.

"I took a quick liking to him," she added onto the story with a fond smile. "We've been inseparable ever since, even getting an apartment together."

Jane cleared her throat softly, trying to figure out what to ask him next, however, it seemed he didn't want to speak much about his own life. Still, she didn't feel overly comfortable talking about herself, and only herself.

"Are you seeing anyone?" she asked, hoping the question would be avoided once more.

He was a little jealous, maybe. Not that he had an interest in either Jane or Jake, but their closeness was something he'd never really had. (Except maybe with Dave, but that was different.)

He should have seen the follow up question coming, but it still caught him off guard. He couldn't help the way he blushed, and was annoyed to find he immediately thought of Eridan. (Which didn't make sense. It wasn't like he liked him or anything.) He dug his nails into his palms and forced himself not to fidget.

"No." He answered honestly, his neutral expression verging on a frown. That didn't seem like answer enough, so he added, somewhat awkwardly, "I don't get out much."

He found himself almost wanting to share the details with Jane, but he was unaccustomed to divulging personal information, so he kept it to himself.

Jake listened amd watched as Jane asked about Dirk's love-life and the blind's response to it. He found himself reaching across the table without much thought and clapping the other on the shoulder, giving him a big grin.

"Don't worry, old chap! You'll find yourself a lover! I just know it. You're the type people go for, brooding and mysterious. Not to mention, you're quite the looker, so you could easily have any guy or gal you sought after!" Through Jake's hopeful encouragement, a warmth passed through him and into Dirk, almost like a transfer of his own hopeful energy to get the other's obviously downtrodden spirits back up.

Jane tilted her head slightly, wondering if Dirk was really telling the truth. He had seemed more than a little hesitant, though she didn't want to pressure him into talking to her, especially since it was only their second meeting. Not to mention the fact that it seemed Dirk was a little weary around Jake.

As soon as the thought of Jake crept into her mind, he clapped Dirk on the shoulder. Jane hoped Dirk wouldn't take the quick touch in a bad light. She felt like nudging her boyfriend, but didn't want to cause a scene, no matter how small it might have been. Plus, she did appreciate Jake helping Dirk out. He'd always been good about such things.

"And if you ever want to talk romance, I know a thing or two," said Jane, a mischievous smile appearing on her face. Of course, she really didn't believe it. Jane Crocker was many things, but a romantic guru was not one of them.

Dirk jerked away from Jake's touch, nearly falling out of his chair in his haste to get away. He felt the rush of energy, but before he had time to really think about it, it was clouding his mind, making him feel... happier? He stood awkwardly next to his chair, not remembering when he stood, but feeling oddly okay with that. Blinking slowly, he sat down again.

He offered them both a small smile. For some reason, he felt a lot better about Eridan all of a sudden.

"You're probably right, Jake." He agreed. "I don't know what I was so worried about."

Jake watched the other jerk away from him with a bit of startlement. What had just happened? He felt a warmth leave him and a sudden onslaught of worry that the lunch date wasn't going all that well for him. He found himself worrying that Dirk didn't much like him or think highly of him. Where were all those thoughts coming from? He hadn't had them before now...

Then, the blond spoke, and Jake had to force himself to pay attention to the words and stop worrying about his own feelings.

"Oh! Yes, of course. I'm not sure what you were worried about either. You'll be fine," he said, albeit a little less convincing than before and refrained from touching the other male again.

"So, do you have any other questions for us, Dirk? Anything you would like to know about us?"

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Lunch Date, Don't Be Late || Closed to Dirk and Jake

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Jake: Munch on Sandwich

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Dirk: be really bad at this socializing thing

Jake: Be Encouraging

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