Jahnnie Drabbles☆

☆Doubtful☆

[ Johnnie is doubtful and feeling insecure of Jake's feelings for him, and they're in a relationship. <3 ]

cw: insecurities, smoking, breif S/H

--------

Tonight Johnnie has been avoiding his boyfriend all day. His body is leaning against the kitchen counter, his back facing as he is scrolling on his phone.

Jake walks up behind Johnnie and wraps his arms around him, pulling him close. "Hey there, handsome. What's got you so distracted?"

Johnnie feels Jake's arms around him, he sighs. "Let me go." he muttered underneath his breath as he clicks the phone off.

"Aw, come on. You know I love hugging you." Jake's voice is soft and tender, and he pulls Johnnie even closer. "Don't be so cold. I missed you."

Johnnie looks up at Jake, and sighs and moves himself out of the loving embrace. He walks out of the kitchen.

Jake's heart sinks as Johnnie walks away. He follows him, his steps heavy and slow. "What's wrong? Please, tell me. I want to fix it."

"No, I'm fine." Johnnie replied, a bit cold in his voice. He walks to the backdoor and goes outside, slamming the slide door.

Jake sighs and walks outside to follow him. "No, you're not. I know you, Johnnie. I can tell when something is bothering you. Please, just talk to me. I want to help."

Johnnie gives the punk the silent treatment as he lights himself a cigarette and sits down on a lounge chair.

Jake sits down next to Johnnie and rests his head on his shoulder. "I love you, you know that? I don't want you to think that I don't care about you or that I don't want to be there for you. I just want you to be happy, and I want to be the one to make you happy. But if I'm not, please tell me. I'll do anything to make it better."

Johnnie takes a stressful drag of the cigarette. Tilting his head back and blowing a huge cloud of smoke into the air.

Jake watches the smoke drift up into the sky, a worried look on his face. "Are you stressed out about something? You know you can talk to me about anything, right?" He reaches out and takes Johnnie's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Johnnie pulls his hand away, still giving his boyfriend the silent treatment. He stared off in the distance, smoking on his cigarette.

Jake feels a pang of sadness in his chest as Johnnie pulls away from him. He leans back in the other chair and stares at the ground, trying to think of what to say to make things better.

"I don't know what's wrong, but I'm here for you. I'm not going anywhere. I love you, and I want to help."

"You don't." Johnnie suddenly spoke up. Flicking the cigarette ashes before he brought the cigarette back to his lips.

Jake's heart sinks at the sound of Johnnie's voice. He turns to face him, his eyes filled with concern. "What do you mean I don't? Of course I do. You're the most important person in my life. I love you more than anything."

Johnnie didn't say anything else. He puts his cigarette out in the ashtray. Then he stands up and heads back inside of the house.