Brojohn

Chapter Two

After the Skype call ended with johny boy, he knew that he was getting off the plane and waiting for him. Bro loves when John licks his braces, he finds it adorable. Actually he finds everything about John fucking adorable, the way he fiddles around with his hands when he's embarrassed, the everything about John. The little dimples in his cheeks, everything. "John!" he waved over at the shorter man, bro was already walking over to him, "You're adorable as always." his compliments fit John perfectly.
Johns eyes light up when his name is called, head shifting up quickly until his eyes meet bro's. Well behind his shades of course. It seems like the boys entirety become more exited, more vibrant, as he makes his way over to his lover. John wraps his arms around bro's torso and nuzzles into his lower tummy. The ravenette is rather short, around 4'9" and is mostly bottom heavy, with a little pudge to his tummy and thick thighs that literally flatten to the six did Canada. But let's not talk abut the things he hates about himself. "Hey, Bro!" He couldn't think of anything else to say because holy sweet mother of Jesus this man smells so fucking good.