Dave X Reader: The pan

<A/N: This is my first XReader thing so don't kill me please ;u; >
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"Dave."
Nothing.
"Strider."
Still nothing, proceed to annoy the Cool-kid.
"Dave Dave Dave Dave Dave Dave Dave Dave Dave Dave Dav- DAAAAAAAAVVEEEE."
You two were sitting on the couch of his puppet infested house, slapping him repeatedly with a plush red Smuppet. He just sat there, ignoring every pathetic blow you delivered.
With an agitated grunt you scrambled off the leathery piece of furniture and into the kitchen. "Hmm...." Looking around you found a pan, perfect! Being the sneaky devil that you were you army crawled your way behind the couch, once you have met your objective you commenced Operation Pan.
Brilliantly named indeed.
An evil chuckle left your mouth as you raised the iron cooking item over your head.
FWAP.
"DAVE."
"Ow! <Y/N> what the hell do you want?"
He flailed his arms up and swatted the pan away as he turned to look at you obviously annoyed. "I'm bored." Cue ironic facepalm.
"Then what do you want to do chick?" You shrugged. "Come on, you can't expect me to entertain you 24/7 can you?"
A guilty smile stained your sleek jaw-line that was tagged with a innocent silence. "You do don't you." You nodded, still smiling, but a flash caught your eyes.
You turned your head to see Lil Cal sitting on a sink that was filled with water.
"Let's go swimmi-" "No."
"...." You took off to the bathroom and put on your bathing suit; you've been staying there for a couple months because your parents have been away on vacation. "AHAHAHAHA!" Cue evil laugh again, squealing with glee as you heard a certain Strider flash step after you. You stopped when you felt strong limbs wrap around your waist in attempt to stop you, you flailed around hard enough to make him fall onto his stomach. With his grip still locked onto you you dragged him into the pool. "Fuck, <Y/N> no. Stop. Cut it out, this is so unco-" SPLASH.
*Time-Skip brought to you by SmuppetAss*

"SPLASH SPLASH AHAHA SPLASHY SPLASH AHHH- SPLASH HAHA."
That water was awesome, so warm, and...wet. Heh that's what she said.
Dave just sat there, eyeing you, unsure whether or not you were drowning or just being the typical idiot you usually were. Suddenly you stopped when another flash happened, your eyes blank as you stared at him. He flinched at you and leaned closer. "<Y/N>? Dude you cool?"
FWAP.
"OW! What is with you and that pan?"
You stopped again, swimming closer to him with wide eyes. "It's like a bucket."
"A bucket?"
Nodding you sat in front of him, water hiding the bottom of your face, you lifted your arms to put the pan on top of his head. "Dude if you're applying this pan to what the aliens use for babywater then this is fucking gross."
"It's sexy." You laughed and disappeared under the water leaving Dave a bit startled. "Wha-?"  
He dove in after you, looking around the dark pool, well dark from his shades. You see, you've had this little crush on Dave, but crush was just an understatement of how you felt. He turned around to meet your Shit-eating grin, he flinched a bit and it only worsened when you pressed your lips against his.
And yet he slowly started respond, he kicked his foot against the floor of pool; bringing you both up to air. The soft kiss then turning into a passionate one; but of course air decided to slap you across the lungs.
Cue then grin, then cue pan slowly rising in front of you.