Straighter than a circle (Jake X Johnnie) / DISCONTINUED

Movie

Johnnie sat in the passenger seat of Jake's car, eating chicken tenders and macaroni and cheese while Jake drives home. Typically, this would get far beyond on his nerves. Jake only eats in his car during streams, he actually hates eating in moving vehicles.

That being said, it was different with Johnnie. Jake was just glad Johnnie was eating in the first place. Johnnie usually forgets to eat and has given Jake a proper spook a few times by passing out. Every time such events take place, Jake makes sure to moderate Johnnie's diet more. He gets the older to eat at least once a day.

Another reason Jake hates when people eat it cars is because they chew so obnoxiously. Jake has a huge problem with that, it makes him want to rip his hair out and throw a tantrum. But, most people noticed, Johnnie takes small ass bites from his food and chews very lightly. It's more of a curiousity type of behavior. He's very cautious about what he eats due to being sensitive to certain food textures.

Though even if Jake really tried he wouldn't be able to focus on Johnnie's chewing, he'd probably just get stuck in his eyes. People often tease Johnnie for having such bright blue eyes, but Jake personally finds them beautiful.

And while we're on the topic, Jake goes on to get stuck in his eyes before shaking his head. Focus on the damn steering wheel!

"Jakeeee.." Johnnie calls out as he sat on the couch alone, Jake looks over his shoulder from the kitchen. He was washing his hands for the one time that he does every week and was very focused on scrubbing some grease that got on his hand off.

"What Johnnie." Jake responds.

"Hey come here let's watch a movie dude, quit being a bummer and rotting in bed." Jake sighs at Johnnie's suggestion, he's right. His plan after washing his hands was to lay down in bed and sleep. He supposed the idea of peacefully sleeping on the couch while a movie played would be a better replacement. Mostly because he'd be with Johnnie.

"Fine, but don't get mad when I fall asleep." Jake dries his hands, making his way over the couch. The taller flops down next to Johnnie, grabbing the remote and scrolling through selections on Netflix.

That was until Jake saw a low budget 2000s slasher film. He quickly pressed play, knowing he loves shitty movies and Johnnie loves horror. Almost like the movie was made for them.

Though Jake was predetermined to stay awake throughout the runtime of the film, his body associates movies with sleep, so every time Jake would see a movie he'd get drowsy and want to sleep immediately.

The younger boy wasn't even an hour into the movie before his he was nodding in and out of consciousness, his active brain fighting with his tired body. Johnnie quickly noticed this and smirked at his cute nodding.

The emo takes a throw blanket he has draped over the couch and wraps it around himself and Jake, though since it's a throw blanket he has to get quite close to the taller in order to cover his whole body.

Jake wasn't fully asleep before he wrapped his arms around Johnnie so gently, Johnnie felt horrible for it but he imagined Jake doing that in quite a different setting. I mean, there's only so much he can do about his own adult urges.

Even though Jake says he hates even the idea of it, Johnnie loves Jake's little snores. They're just audible enough from a distance and it makes Johnnie's heart melt. He had no particular reason why, maybe it's just because it's Jake?

Suddenly Jake pulls his body down, dragging Johnnie with him. Johnnie was now situated on Jake's chest as he was being held, the younger man's hands scarily close to Johnnie's waist.

This is not what the emo wanted, he just wanted to sit next to his friend and watch a movie. But now here he was, laying on his chest while his face radiate heat. If Jake woke up right now he'd probably say Johnnie's glowing like a red light.

For Johnnie he keeps getting the idea that this is genuine stuck in his head when Jake is obviously asleep. He's probably dreaming about Tara right now. God.

That's until he felt it, a hand touch his waist, squeezing his V-Line lightly.

What is Jake dreaming about?!