Who Hurt You? (John x M! Reader)

I wrap my arms loosely around John's shoulders.

"Whatcha doin?" I ask carelessly.

"I'm playing Pokemon."

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"This is boring!" I complained dragging out the 'ing'.

"Then why'd you come over?" John asked absentmindedly.

It was summer. School took forever but it was finally over. And don't get me wrong! I love summer! It's warm out, you can go to the beach, and guys walk around without shirts on! What could better than that? It's just, I got nothin to do and it gets super boring.

"I was bored. The least I could do was hang out with the cute neighbor boy." I lay down on the couch next to him and rest my head on his lap.

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"What?"

"You know I'm not a homosexual." John paused his game and looked down at me. His arm was resting on my chest.

"But John-"

"No buts." John put a finger to my lips.

"What about dicks?" I pout.

"No dicks either." John giggled.

"Aww! But you're so cute! Who hurt you, John?"

John just laughed and shook his head.

"How about if you're just gay for me? We don't even have to fuck or anything! We can just kiss and cuddle and stuff!" I sit up and into his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"We already kiss and cuddle and stuff." John kisses my nose to prove his point.

"Yeah but you're not my boyfriend." I say.

"In your fantasy world, I don't see the difference between now and if I were your boyfriend." John wraps his arms around my waist.

"If you were my boyfriend then none of those weirdo chicks could flirt with you! And I world get to call you my boyfriend. And then I would have an excuse to not go on a date with Eridan!"

"Eridan's still after you?" He holds me a little tighter.

I sigh deeply. "Yeah."

He hums in distaste. "Well, I guess that's a plus but other than that, what's in it for me? If I were to hypothetically say yes." John clarified.

"Well, we could hug and kiss and cuddle more often. Oh! I'll let you hold my hand in public! I'll make you food. And you can watch any movie I have!"

He seemed to consider as he played with a strand of my hair.

"Well I'm not a homosexual,"

"Neither am I." I added

"But, I suppose I can make an exception with you." He smiles, showing off his cute buck teeth.

I gasp. "Really?!!"

He laughs and nods.

I squeal and  hide my big smile in the crook of his neck.

Once my fanboying was over I looked at him. He was smirking at me and it was unfairly attractive.

I blush and look away. He grabs my chin and makes it so I'm facing him. He kisses me gently on the lips but pulls away too soon.

He knows it was too soon. Yet he lifts me off of his lap and on to the couch then,

"I'm gonna head to the store and get some milk."

And he walks out the door.

I just sit there slightly dazed and unsatisfied.