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Dr. Jonathon Ohnn-alias of "The Spot", Level 4 scientist at Alchemax

You knew John as another scientist at Alchemax. Actually, you knew him through Liv, or Doctor Octavius. She introduced him to you at a coworker's retirement party and said he usually kept to himself to obsess over his work. He was one of the "higher up's" at Alchemax, so he when he was at work, he was pouring himself into the experiment at hand. It took you, and even more so Liv, by surprise that he visited you during lunch break.
"Woah, did you just witness what I witnessed?" Liv shook your shoulders playfully with an agape, somewhat exaggerated expression.
"Doctor Ohnn talking to me because he's a nice guy?" You deadpanned.
"Him talking to you in general, but during his lunch break? It's already a monthly occasion that he'll talk to someone he's not as close to, but during a break time? Something's up."
Liv bumped your shoulder and proceeded to direct you two into each others' directions a lot more than you would have anticipated. You couldn't tell if all of this attention from the soon-to-be head scientist was to play with this whole situation at hand or in hopes of embarrassing you. Because judging off of her other interactions, this was definitely not genuine. She had her own reasons. Anyway.
John visited more and more until one day he finally opened up with something other than work.
"Hey, so, uh-the coffee here." He stammered, staring blankly out in front of you. One of his hands clasped around a mug full to the brim with dark coffee. "The cof-ffee at Alchema-max is...erm..."
"It's passable," you finished for him. He pointed a knowing finger to you and laughed.
"Right. Um, well. If I said I know a place. That. Has. Better..." he trailed off. He looked so much more flustered under the pressure of your simple eye contact.
"A coffee-?"
"A coffee place!" He interrupted. "If there was a better coffee place in town, would you wanna see me after work so I can show it to you, maybe grab a drink?" He said rather...quickly. You laughed some at his continued unease to help loosen him up. And he did.
It was not long at all before you exchanged numbers, and suddenly, you also had someone to talk to. Liv teased you about how she didn't need to check in on you anymore now that you had "your little friend".
And you wanted to think of the guy as your friend, nothing more. But then he kept asking you on these little friendly dates, and then you could see they weren't so friendly anymore, as a romantic date would be.
You were stuck.
You were hoping to keep this in the friend zone because you adored Jonathon. And you were scared to try to have that kind of more intimate relationship. You were more comfortable staying at more of a friendship. Unfortunately, one day you knew you'd have to suck it up.
You both sat on a small bench in the park as the sun set. How cliche. He was such a dork for picking out the setting.
"His face was priceless!!" You gushed with guffawing laughter stuffed in between each word. You tried to pull yourself together so you wouldn't end up embarrassing yourself with how red your face was.
"You don't have to tell me twice," John said. "Larkins is really a special one with facial expressions."
Your laughter slowly settled to slow breathing with occasional giggles as your mind's eye replayed Larkins' little accident. Your narcissistic coworker got caught locked inside the janitorial closet and was screaming from how dark it was in there. He looked absolutely mortified once let out after about twenty minutes.
An awkward silence pursued you.
John scooted to his left towards you with a goofy smile. You scooted towards him as well. You both knew just how cheesy it was, and that was the fun of it. But you couldn't help but feel a sense of dread creeping onto you. Then you felt John's fingers slip over yours and you physically flinched.
And then you prayed he didn't take notice.
"Y/N. This is so cheesy, but. I'm really glad I met you." John started.
"Aww, thanks, John." You mustered up. And you really were flattered, just a bit worried by where he was going with this.
"I was thinking of moving next year, actually. I would've been able to work at a different Alchemax location, at least." He left you in stunned silence for a minute.
"That sounds great! Whe-where are you thinking of going?" You stammered. There was an anxiety building up in your throat with a sting of annoyance.
"Well, actually, this was before Larry's retirement party. And then Liv introduced you and, well.
I, uh-I really enjoy your company." He was turned to completely face you now. You turned towards him as well at the same angle. His hand remained on yours. It was fidgeting. Twitching back and forth. A lot. His facial expressions morphed into completely different emotions. But the primary one was anxiety. John was contemplating something, but he was thinking so long and hard about it the silence was getting awkward.
"Um, John-" you attempted to break it. Only to be cut off by his lips meeting yours.
You melted. And you fell hard, holy crap. You cringed at how long it took you to finally come to and return the sloppy kiss. John pulled away a few moments later and looked at you with a tomato red face. You sputtered out a giggle.
"What?" He laughed with you.
"You're a living tomato," you gestured around your face.
"Well," John leaned forward and clasped his hands gently onto your cheeks. "So are you." You stiffened and felt some more blood desperately rush to your face. You groaned and took his hands into yours. You hid your face in his hands and John laughed again. You laughed as well, your back hiccuping up and down. John moved his hands out of your grip and onto your waist to pull you forward. You caught yourself with your hands on his chest and kissed him again.
Screw it.
This was worth a little bit of a risk.
"You wanna wrap this up at my apartment?" You ask once sitting back down on the bench. You leaned against Jonathon who you could feel stiffen. His heart pounded against his chest. He gave you a small nod and choked out "sure". So you whipped out your car keys, spun them around your finger, and walked back to where you two had parked.
You and Jonathon sat on your couch with a plethora of blankets and pillows to accompany the cold breeze coming through the window and an old, nostalgic Disney film playing on the tv. It was getting a bit too cold...You bundled up into your blanket like a small burrito. Then you saw Jonathon change his position so he was laying with his head on the couch arm rest. He looked timid, just from his body language alone. You knew so much more coursed through his mind than he showed in his body language.
You felt a little silly.
The blanket burrito collapsed onto Johnny so you were laying on top of him. He groaned despite your rather soft landing and his arms flew back out of your way.
"Come ooonnn, loosen up, Johnny!" You whined, turning over so you could be face to face with him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and rested your head on his chest. A small shudder made its way from Johnny's chest. He finally lowered his arms to wrap around you gently. You laid your head onto his chest as it rose and fell steadily. Though, there was still the occasional stutter in his breathing that entailed he was trying his best to keep it steady. You moved your head once again to face him. His eyes quickly darted away from yours.
"I...wasn't staring."
"I never asked if you were." You quickly scooted your knees up a bit on the couch to kneel so you could move your face up to his. Cupping his face with one hand and balancing on his shoulder with the other, you trailed small kisses along his cheeks and jawline. Jonathon audibly gasped and fell backwards, trying to move away from you as you kept kissing the pathetic man.
You followed him back as you both started laughing. Your kisses became more and more sloppy as your laughter took ahold of you. But you still were able to hold the man's face, with both hands, and plaster them everywhere on his face.
"NO-Y/N, STOP-STAAAWWWPP!!!" He whined between giggles.
"NEVEERRR!!" You yelled dramatically, placing another kiss on his nose and one more on his lips. You let your knees slide back so you laid back on top of Jonathon. It was his turn to cup your face and return the kiss. You slid back some more and parted the kiss, burying your face into his chest. You already knew his face was picking up steam. You laid there comfortably until the silence got a bit awkward. Well, it wouldn't be awkward if Jonathon wasn't as tense and his hands weren't still up in the air as if he was trying to avoid touching you. You rested your head on its side-on your cheek. Without looking up, you grabbed Jonathon's hand and brought it to your head. Slowly, you felt his fingers move along your scalp.
"About time," you mumbled with a soft sigh.
"What was that?" Jonathon whispered.
"Love ya, babe." you replied. He chuckled and pet your hair, his other hand smoothing around your waist to rest on your back. He started to draw shapes on your back, slowly lulling you to sleep. John sometimes complained about how large his hands were. As much as you'd like to tell him, you found it a bit strange yourself how comforting their touch felt. How one of his hands would almost entirely engulf yours. The way his fingers moved along your spine was satisfying in a way you couldn't put into words. And you really couldn't. Like, actually. You were already knocked out.
Jonathon didn't realize you'd fallen asleep until he was close to falling himself.
"Y/N?" He whispered. No response. "Hmm. Y/N~..." Still no response as he lifted your hair out of your face to study you. You looked so still when asleep. How could he ever think to wake you up? With a guilty weight on his hands, he gently shook you awake.
"Mmmm...hmm?" You groaned, opening your groggy eyes. "Ohh, hey, Johnny~" He blushed at the nickname and yawned.
"Baby, we locked up the apartment, right?" He asked gently. You nodded, your eyes threatening to drift back to sleep. "No, no, no, shhhh..lemme do this..." Johnny slowly scooped you up to carry. You slung your arms around his neck as he walked out of the living room. You heard a click of the remote and the remaining light in the room was gone. Then you heard a door creak open and before you knew it, you were being settled onto your bed. Your blanket was draped over you, which you quickly snuggled into with the cold atmosphere. "Make sure you get a good night's sleep, alright? I love you, Y/N." Johnny turned around to leave your bedroom. You heard the door begin to close and your arm shot up.
"Wait," you said, unknowingly interrupting Johnny's last goodbye. He stopped and looked back at you. You were adjusting yourself and the pillows on your bed. You scooted to one side of the bed and patted the space next to you.
"You, uh...you want me to spend the night with you?" Johnny said quietly. It couldn't be what his mind had anxiously referred to, for sure. You were already half asleep, there was no way you'd ever-
"Of course I do, ya dummy. Now get over here!" You smiled. Johnny nervously walked to the other side of the bed and sat on the very edge. You frowned and leaned over, constricting your arms around him and forcing Johnny to lay next to you. Your arms were still wrapped around him, only relaxed this time. You couldn't imagine ever being the big spoon, so you released your arms once he was settled in and snuggled up to the side of him.
One lanky arm wrapped around beneath your neck. The other lazily draped over your waist.
"I was beginning to like the change of pace," Johnny remarked softly into your ear. You gave an inquisitive hum. "I wouldn't complain about me being held by you. It's quite nice."
"Ohh, well. I figured you were just used to being the 'big guy in charge', y'know?"
"Oh, please," Johnny scoffed.
"Hehe. Yeah, I know. You're a big softie." You turned over to face Johnny with a soft smile. "You are really nice to hug, though." On cue, you wrapped your arm around him and pulled yourselves closer to each other.
"Uh-uh...uh-um, um. Y-You think that?" John stuttered quietly.
"Yeah," you replied. "You're real soft. And like, your shape is really cuddly." You we're beginning to lose your wording and slur your sentence together. Johnny smiled bigger than you could ever see him smile and he gently tightened his embrace, resting his head on top of yours. He could feel your hot breath on his neck. He began playing with your hair in hopes of lulling you back to sleep alongside him. This feeling-the rising and falling of your chest-was enough to make him pass out. You both slept a deep sleep, limbs entangled and a newfound confidence in where your relationship was going. You loved Jonathon. That was enough motivation to keep going with this.

I love this pathetic man 🫶