"I'm sorry we're actively evading the cops and you're still serious about this flowers, chocolates, and apologies thing? Where are you priorities?!" JJ Maybank said, shaking his head as John B walked back to the van. In his hands were a bouquet of flowers, a box of chocolates, and a bag of gummy worms.
"I really honestly don't think that the Shoupe is gonna look for me at our girlfriends house." John B said, turning the key as he threw the stuff at JJ. He quickly moved the flowers from his face, shaking his head as he looked at him with a confused look.
"Our girlfriend?" JJs face fell and he furrowed his eyebrows, John B seeming like he got caught. "What do you mean be that?"
"Nothing. It's nothing it's just...me and Pope sometimes call her our girlfriend too since we have to pretty much try and fix all of you guys problems and tell you what to do all the time." JJ scoffed, his mouth dropping open as John B started off towards Figure Eight. JJ was appalled by this, feeling a pit of betrayal in his stomach, nothing too deep but still there. It was bordering on laughable, but he would rather shake his head and protest than anything else.
"That's not true. That's not—out girlfriend. You guys are dicks. What like sister wives? She's Kody and we're the wives? Am I Robyn? Am I Christine? Are you—"
"Okay first of all...why do you know so much about Sister Wives? Second, it's not that serious okay? Jesus you're so dramatic." JJ crossed his arms over his chest, slumping against the seat and letting out a huff. John B was trying not to laugh, glancing over at JJ every few moment s before he realized he was actually a little pissed about it.
"You can be totally honest with me and I won't tell anybody and I won't get mad but I seriously wanna know... have you ever like—have you ever thought about it?"
"Thought about what?" John B could tell what he was talking about, but he wasn't entirely sure how much he wanted to answer that question. He tightened his hands on the wheel and avoided eye contact, JJ turning his head towards John B and narrowing his eyes, studying his reaction.
"Thought about June. Like—like romantically?" He watched as John B pursed his lips, heat rising in his cheeks and making them burn red. JJ caught this quick, groaning as he reached across the middle and punched John B in the shoulder. "Seriously! Dude what the hell?!"
"What?! I didn't even say anything?!"
"I can see it on your face. Are you kidding me?! You gotta—now you gotta tell me." JJ said, genuinely curious. He wasn't surprised by the burning of jealousy in his chest, even though he knew John B would never do something like that to him.
"Tell you what?"
"When you thought about it? Why you thought it? What you were thinking?" John B looked at him with furrowed eyebrows and a shocked face, shaking his head quickly in refusal. He absolutely did not want to tell JJ when he thought romantically about June. "Tell me...I won't get mad I'm just wondering."
"No I don't want to."
"I'll tell you about Sarah." JJ said, John B quickly looking over at him with widened eyes. JJ let out a breath, throwing his head back and groaning. "Okay I've never thought about Sarah like that but still—I want to know okay? I'll...I'll tell you what Kiara told me last night."
John B considered his options, but JJ had been mum about what Kiara had said to him before June showed up, and his curiosity was burning a hole through him. He bit the inside of his cheek and then let out a humorless laugh, JJ taking this as a agreed upon transaction.
