Jahnnie Oneshots☆

☆Strawberry Boy☆

{ Johnnie is obsessed with Jake's red hair 🍓 <3 }

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Jake comes down the stairs, in his red plaid PJ pants and his tanktop as usual, but something was different... the top of his head, his hair - dyed a bright red, bright as a strawberry.

Johnnie is shocked by the sight of Jake's hair and quickly rushes over to him. "Jake! What did you do to your hair?!" Johnnie exclaims, his voice filled with shock and disbelief.

"I dyed it!" Jake beams with a warm smile. He fluffs his hair up as he does a little spin, showing a 360° of his hair to Johnnie.

Johnnie's mouth is still agape as he stares at Jake's new hair. He is amazed by how well it suits him and how bright it is.

He shakes his head in disbelief, but can't help but smile at his friend's enthusiasm. "It looks amazing on you, Jake!" Johnnie exclaims, reaching out to touch the red locks.

"Thank yewwwwwww." Jake laughs as he walks himself to the kitchen, the red hair was definitely a move. It made Jake look way more attractive.

Johnnie follows Jake to the kitchen, his eyes still glued to Jake's hair. He can't help but admire the way it frames his face and compliments his features.

He leans against the counter and watches as Jake grabs a drink from the fridge. "So, what inspired you to dye your hair red?" Johnnie asks curiously.

Jake opened the can of root beer as he took a sip. "I just got bored with my old hair and decided to change it up."

Johnnie is a little surprised that Jake only dyed his hair because he was bored
He nods again. "Well, I think it looks great on you. It really suits your personality." Johnnie says, trying to change the subject.

Jake chugs the entire can of root beer before he throws the can away and grins. "Thanks, Johnnie!" He beamed as he left the kitchen, his hair bouncing a bit since it was super fluffy today.

Johnnie watches as Jake leaves the kitchen, his eyes lingering on his fluffy hair.

He can't help but admire the way it moves and bounces with each step. Johnnie is glad that he and Jake are friends, and he's happy to have someone like Jake in his life.

Jake sits on the couch, eyes glued to his phone in his hand. He didn't notice Johnnie sat next to him.

Johnnie sits down next to Jake and nudges him gently, hoping to get his attention."Hey, Jake. What are you doing on your phone?" Johnnie asks, trying to make conversation.

Jake shrugs, texting with one hand and running a hand through his strawberry red locks with the other. "Just texting some people I forgot to."

Johnnie nods in understanding and leans back on the couch. He watches Jake as he texts, admiring the way he types with one hand.

Johnnie can't help but keep staring at Jake's hair. He wants to reach out and touch it again, but he doesn't want to make Jake uncomfortable.

He tries to distract himself by looking around the room, but his eyes keep wandering back to Jake's bright red locks.

Jake lifts his head from his phone and looks at Johnnie. Some strands of red a bit in his face. "You good?"