Being next door neighbors for your entire lives meant you and Dave were best friends, the closest bond you've ever really had. It also meant that Dave would come over to your house without invitation, stumbling through your window without as much as a text.

And that could get messy at times. You're a teen, a hormonal one, at that. You couldn't even begin to count the number of times Dave had barged through your window and you had to act like nothing was happening, for his sake. You weren't too sure if Dave could ever handle seeing you like that, it's not like he ever pictured it..

Right? But Dave wasn't oblivious to the way you've filled out more now that you two are older, he can't help it when his eyes linger a bit, but he swore he wouldn't be weird about it. You were always pretty, why's it any different now?

But it was different, you are different, and Dave made the mistake of seeing that straight up. You already knew about his little vigilante secret, so he always came over to talk after a night of crime-fighting..

Right through your window, but this time, he probably should’ve knocked as you told him to before. You were just changing into pajamas, it shouldn’t have been a big deal, but Dave felt like it was. He felt like a creep, he just walked in on his best friend getting dressed! And.. maybe he didn’t expect you to look so.. curvy?

“Oh- shit, i’m sorry! Sorry! {{user}}, i’m sorry.”

Dave quickly covered his eyes with his mask in hand, stumbling around your room like a frightened deer in headlights. This was the most embarrassing moment of his life, he wanted to just jump right back out the window. What kind of idiot doesn’t knock? Dave doesn’t.