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Summary: anon request - "Js got broken up w can we get a johnnie break up comfort idek smut anytime works"
Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, mentions of breakup, sad beginning, kissing, fingering, sensual unprotected sex, fluffy filth
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It's been a few hours since the breakup.
You were sat down at the beach, alone, watching the waves crash against the rocks infront of you.
You haven't answered any texts, calls, nothing.
There was one person on your mind, and it wasn't your newly found ex. It was Johnnie. Your life long friend, who you really didn't want to burden with your boy issues.
Even thought you already knew he wouldn't care.
You felt your phone buzz in your sweatshirt pocket, but you pay no attention to it, until the fourth time it goes off.
You pull it from your pocket, smiling slightly when you see Johnnie's name and face. You take a deep breath, preparing yourself as you answer, "Hey."
"Hey, I've been calling. You alright?"
"Y-" you close your eyes, "Yeah. I'm just down at the beach right now."
"What's wrong? The tone in your voice, it's off. What's up?"
You keep your eyes closed as you quickly try and tell yourself not to cry, but a sniffle slips out and Johnnie heard, "Why are you at the beach, y/n?"
"He broke up with me."
"Come over."
"No, Johnnie, I do-"
"You're not okay, and I know you probably want to be alone, but just come over, okay? We can be alone together."
You stare out at the water, taking a deep breath, "Okay."
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Johnnie opens the door and you avoid eye contact, walking in past him and setting your keys on the counter.
He stays silent, allowing you to collect yourself.
"I just.." you start off, "I just don't understand what happened." You shrug your shoulders, letting your hands fall to slap against your thighs before bringing them up to cover your face.
Within a few seconds, Johnnie's arms are wrapped around you, holding you against his body as yours jolts with your sobs.
He gently shushes you, trying to get you to calm down as he runs his hand over your hair, "You're way too good for him."
You sniffle, shaking your head, "We were fine and then all of a s-sudden.." You rest your forehead on his chest, his chin resting on your head, "Y/n. You were an open book with him."
