The bright yellow sun that was high in the sky a couple hours ago, was now replaced by the moon as 7 pm rolled around, which meant, it was now the late afternoon.
I laid my head against JJ's shoulder while his chin lay on top of it. He had his arm wrapped around my shoulder and used his hand to trace shapes on my upper arm.
I came to the realization, that JJ's love language was touch. Whether it be because he's touch deprived or his fear being alone, I'll never know.
Maybe he needed to be able to touch and feel me to know that I was still there with him. Maybe that's the reason why he always held me as close to him as he could, signaling that he was holding onto me so that I wouldn't walk out of his life.
"JJ?" Pope said, attempting to grab the blondes attention. JJ groaned and lifted his chin from the top of my head and in an annoyed manner asked, "What?"
"Gotta take a piss." Pope informed the blonde. "Hold it." JJ sternly advised the boy.
"I can't hold it. I drank too much soda." Pope complained. "It's too exposed. They'll totally see us." JJ said, scanning the surrounding area.
"I gotta go." Pope said, begging. "They're blocking the bathrooms." Pope informed the blonde as he turned around to take a scan of the surround area himself.
JJ looked around before saying, "Come here. I know where." The blonde sat up from his chair and crouched as Pope and him started walking away.
I looked over at Kie and as if reading the question on my mind she asked out loud, "Hey, where y'all going?"
"We gotta wring it out." JJ informed the both of us. "You gonna hold it for each other?" I sarcastically asked them with an eye roll.
To be completely honest I was a bit bothered at the loss of JJ's touch. It was pretty stupid, but hey! A girl is touch deprived.
I'm guessing JJ sensed my mood, because he walked over to me and grabbed my head into his hands and placed a quick kiss on my forehead. "Hey, I'll be back okay?" I couldn't help, but smile at this. "Okay, hurry back." I ushered him in a hushed voice.
"JJ, let's go man." Pope said, ushering the blonde boy.
It's been a few minutes since the boys left and it got me a bit worried. "Is it just me or have the boys been gone for too long?" I asked Kie.
She unwillingly took her eyes off of the big screen before looking at me and replying with a "Nah, they're probably doing a quickie."
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