Homestuck
Borrowers
by dreamyemptysouls
Your name is Dave Strider, or at least you hope you still have the right to call yourself that. The people surrounding you seem to acknowledge this, so you guess that's good enough for you. In the perpetual twilight, hundreds of hours have already passed since Jade put this ship in motion, and you've decided quite a while ago that you're not going anywhere for now. This is comfortable, you feel, as you sit inside the ship, your tail coiled around the two people you missed the most, your orange glow softly washing over their slumbering, serene expressions. Even with no night, you always set a few hours aside to get some shut-eye, and the two of them soon found how easily it is for you to become their pillow.