When you were little, your kindergarten teacher gave you a homework assignment. Write three sentences, three things that you love. Your sentences only needed to be three words long. Spelling didn't matter. Periods were optional. You wrote the entire thing in blue crayon. I LOV JOKS I LOV MOOVEES I LOV DAV

Dirk swore he'd never put a human in danger again, not after his past mistakes. But after a chance encounter at a local coffee shop, he admits something more than the coffee is drawing him back. (This is a collaboration fic with the wonderful Sachi-sama!)