Speaking Japanese [Part 2] (Reader X Dave)

"Thanks again Kanaya, I know it's last minute and all; but you know way more about this kind of stuff then I ever will." You were sitting on your bed staring at the screen of your phone, having just ended a call with your fashion savvy friend Kanaya. The dance was in three days, and it was the weekend. Which meant that you only had to endure one more day -Monday- avoiding Dave so as not to feel so awkward around him. I mean, as Special Agent Oso said "it's all part of the plan... More or less."... Wow. You should really stop watching Disney Jr. with your brother. You had just asked Kanaya to help you with a dress, you didn't own one that would fit the situation, and you sadly didn't have the money or time to go dress shopping, so you had asked Kanaya to make you one. Knowing she was scarily fast with her sewing machine, and all of her creations were beautiful.

About an hour later you heard a knock at your door. Your parents and younger brother were on vacation, leaving you alone in your home. They had left only the day before so it was still a bit eerie as you walked past all of the empty rooms to get to the front door of your house to let Kanaya and all of her equipment in. She had a small elegant smile on her face, and a glint of excitement in her eyes that scared you a bit as you let her in your house. She immediately started setting up her drawing pad, measuring tape, and a stool in your living room.
"So. what color would you like (Y/N)?" The girl with the light brunette hair in front of you asked.
"Well, I was thinking black. I was originally gonna go with red, but we all know how Karkat feels about that color and I really don't want to have to deal with him fuming all night." Kanaya's eyes showed a bit of sadness for you seeing as she knew why you wanted a red dress. Red was Dave's favorite color.
"Alright. So a black dress, and how about a sash in (F/C)? I know it's your favorite color." You smile and nod
"that sounds great Kanaya!" She smiles and grabs her measuring tape."Now on the stool please, I need to measure you." You groan a little but get on the stool, knowing it was gonna be quite a while before you could get down, and you knew it was gonna be even longer until Kanaya was done drawing her design for your approval. So you readied yourself for a long night.

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You wake up at around noon and walk into your kitchen for a cup tea, your parents having locked the coffee away from your reach. You loved them but you really hated them sometimes. You take a peek into the living room to see if Kanaya was still there, you having gone to bed before she had left. She was no where to be seen. You figured she went home to work on actually making the dress for you. When your tea is finished steeping you make the preparations to make it worthy of your consumption (Sugar, milk, etc.) and bring it into the living room with you to actually consume while you screwed around on the computer for a bit. You saw that Dave had been pestering you almost non-stop since school let out on Friday. 'geez, does that kid ever sleep?' you ask yourself as you ignore his messages, not being in the mood to talk to him after your fiasco at school. you saw that no one you wanted to talk to was on, and no one but Dave had messaged you so you logged off of pesterChum and started lurking on the interwebs. At around two you heard the gentle knock on your door that you knew to be Kanaya so you went over to answer the door, figuring she wanted to get the final adjustments on your dress ready so she could help you choose a pair of shoes for the occasion. You would have gone in a pair of converse, but Kanaya would never go for it so you decided you would raid your moms shoe collection to see if any of her shoes fit the bill. You open the door and Kanaya walks in with a box that you knew contained your dress, and she had her stool as well, 'joy, more standing for her to poke and prod me. Well I guess I did ask her to help me. I should have expected this, well I mean I did, but still, doesn't mean I have to like it!' You think to yourself as you close the door and walk into the living room with Kanaya. She smiles at you and open the box, pulling the dress up by the top so you could see how it looked and you gasped at how beautiful it was. It was a knee length sleeveless black dress, with a modest sweetheart neckline -the back being the same height as the front so it would stay up easier-, the top looked as if it would hug your figure- but not be skin tight or 'form fitting'-, and at the waist the skirt flowed out with a few layers beneath the  initial black fabric causing it to poof out a bit, with a layer of grey lace over the skirt to add a bit of design. All in all, it was beautiful.
"Oh Kanaya.... It's beautiful.." you breath out, not knowing what else to say.
"Thank you (Y/N), now go put it on, I need to make some final adjustments to make sure it will be perfect come Monday night." You nod and gently take the dress, carrying it into your room to try it on. It fit perfectly, but you still walked out into the living room, having said before that Kanaya knew much more about this then you did. You step onto the stool and she begins trimming the hem to make it even, adjusting a few of the seams so it looked better, and making other small adjustments like that, that you never would have noticed.

An hour or so later Kanaya makes you go take off the dress so it wouldn't be ruined, so you go up to your room and take it off, carefully placing it back in the box you get dressed in actual clothes and walk back out to Kanaya. She smiles more.
"How about we get something to eat before we go looking for shoes, OK?" You nod, just happy to be done being a human pin cushion. You both walk to a local cafe chatting about your dates and plans for after the dance.
"Dude, Kanaya, I can't wait to see yours and roses dresses! I mean you made them, and you did make them coordinate right? I mean your going together." She had a blush on her face and she just nods. You nod and would have laughed, if it wasn't for the fact that right at that very moment. Dave walked around the corner, going to the same cafe you were.