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ᴳⁱᶠ ᶜʳᵉᵈⁱᵗˢ ᵗᵒ ʷʰᵒᵐ ⁱᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ
ˏ 𓏧 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓋒 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓏧 ˎ
As you finished your homework, you looked to your side finding JJ frowning at his notebook, you had never seen him so invested in something so much, you felt somewhat proud of the idea that perhaps that was because of you. His entire body was tensed, making his muscles pop a little more, your eyes traveled to his arms where a very much visible vein was plumped, it went from his hand, all the up to his bicep and under his shirt. You felt a blood rush go up to your cheeks, you then felt like an idiot, he wasn't doing anything impressive and your entire circuit was failing by his sole presence.
"Enjoying the view cupcake?" his eyes were still glued to his writing.
"I think I just figured out your entire search history,"
He turned to you confused.
"I mean, I've never seen anyone move their hand that fast, but I guess you just have a lot of practice, right?" you teased.
He widened his mouth and scoffed, "Wow,"
You chuckled.
"I'm never letting you hang out with Sarah anymore, I don't want you to read me to filth, I got a whole novel for you,"
"Mmmm, more like a library,"
"I lose you out of sight just one time," he placed his finger up making you laugh, "And now suddenly you've become this?"
"Says the guy who can't stop making sex jokes everywhere he goes,"
"Oh don't give me that, I know you love them,"
"Do I?" you tilted your head.
"I hate you," he squinted his eyes.
You giggled, "Come on, you're about to finish your essay, what are you missing? The conclusion?"
"Yeah,"
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The car ride felt dry, cold, and strange, the music was surprisingly low and calm coordinating with the semi-chilling vibe the inside had, there were hints of tension, pressure, and intimidation, and all those things together made you feel remote, you knew JJ was less than three feet away from you, but he looked quite lost and disconnected from your plane. The last few days felt like that, distant, numb, and dull, this is the first time you'd seen him since he left with the pogues and didn't return to yours for over two weeks.
"JJ, are you okay?" you placed your hand on his shoulder slightly.
"Y-yeah," he cleared his throat, "Everything's good," he didn't flinch his sight on the road.
