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my lil boy <3
It was about 6 pm when there was a knock at the Junior's house. It was pouring rain with lighting cracking every couple of minutes. Johnny went to the door and looked outside the window for a second. He winced and wondered who was at the door that went through this storm.
It was you. He opened the door and he stood there for a second, mainly confused about what you were doing, but also because you had mascara tracking all down your face. He snapped out of his trance when your lip started quivering and pulled you inside the house.
His eyes roam over your body making sure you're not hurt. Once he sees that you're physically fine he pulls you into a tight hug and that's when everything breaks loose.
He can feel your sobs as your face is pressed into his chest, he just rubs your back, letting you get everything out before he asks questions. He slowly shuffles you two into his room, knowing that the rest of the guys were just in the living room, and you probably wouldn't want them to hear you crying.
A couple of minutes later, your cries slowly start to calm down to where it was an occasional sniffle.
You picked your head up from Johnny's chest, your eyes swollen and red. You frown when you see the black smudges on his t-shirt, "I'm sorry," You mumble, your voice a little bit hoarse.
He glanced down at his shirt and a small smile appeared on his face, "I think my mom got me this like 4 years ago. You're fine."
A small laugh came out of your mouth and instantly Johnny smiled. You met his concerned-filled gaze and suddenly everything came back to you, tears started to cloud your vision once again and Johnny pulled you into his chest again.
"What's wrong, sweetheart?" He murmured into your hair.
You bring your head up, wiping your cheeks and taking a deep breath. This guy didn't deserve any more of your tears.
"He cheated on me," You said with a sniffle.
Johnny's face dropped and gave you a look to explain what happened.
"He was talking to other girls on Instagram," You shrugged, you played with your jacket zipper to avoid Johnny's sympathetic gaze. "He was in the kitchen and his phone was blowing up, I looked at it and he had DM's from like ten girls."
"Y/N," He sighed, placing a kiss on your temple while his thumb was rubbing over your knuckles in comfort. This is how it always was with Johnny; everybody knew that physical touch was your love language, you were like that with everybody, but it was different with Johnny. It meant more to you, he could make you feel better quicker than anybody else, but this was usual for you two. Nothing out of the ordinary.
You shrugged again; you didn't know how to feel. You just felt betrayed, you liked him so much, and he was so sweet to you. You would've never seen this coming. "It's okay," You sighed.
