He walked downstairs, noticing that Johnnie was still seated on the couch. The emo noticed, and turned his head. "Hi, Jake. Did the shower help clear your head?"
Jake nodded, his brown eyes observing as Johnnie picked up the remote and switched the TV off. Engulfing the two into a peaceful silence.
"I need a drink." Jake said as he walked past Johnnie, the back tattoo of the target shined beautifully against the living room light as he makes his way to the kitchen.
Johnnie admired Jake's back as he walked off. Admiring the muscles and the ink job on the punk's back, seeing the few freckles and such.
Jake meanwhile in the kitchen, opened the fridge. His eyes scanning the contents inside before he grabbed a can of Diet Coke and closed the fridge.
He cracked the lid with his chipped nail black polished fingernails, walking himself back into the living room as he is gulping the caffeinated soda.
Johnnie sets his phone down. Patting the couch cushion beside him for Jake to join him on the couch.
"Do you want to talk about it down here?" Johnnie asked. Jake shakes his head, "No. Let's talk about it upstairs in my room."
"Oh, okay." Johnnie replied as he gets up from the couch.
The sounds of Johnnies chains clattered from the movement of him getting up as the two make their way to the stairs.
Jake felt his palms get sweaty. As he gripped the can as they walked towards the room.
As they walked down the hallway, – Jake exhaled a shaky breath. He has been lost and confused with his feelings for so long that he is worried about what Johnnie would think.
Opening his bedroom door with his other hand, Jake allowed Johnnie into his room. He sets the can down on his nightstand as he sits on the bed.
Johnnie sitting down beside him. "Okay, Jake. I've noticed your behavior has been off since Carrington moved out. Are you upset that he left?"
Jake shakes his head, "No it's not that."
"Oh, okay. Then what is it?" Johnnie asked.
Brown and Blue clash together as they make eye contact. The eye contact was so intense, that Jake couldn't keep holding it.
The look in their eyes both deflected love and care for each other. But soon enough, Jake turned his head and the eye contact was broken.
"My feelings, I feel Lost." Jake says.
That reminded Johnnie about the text message he got last night, but now hearing it comes out of Jake's mouth was a different experience.
He shifted closer, and takes Jake's hand's into his hold. They locked eyes again.
"Then let me help you, be Found." Johnnie replied.
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LOST - JAHNNIE
Fanfiction[ L O S T ] Jake is lost in a train ride of emotions. He feels as if he's in a maze - corrupted by his negative thoughts and not full of understanding of them. Yet a certain emo boy, Johnnie Guilbert - helps him through this emotional time and their...
