80's Imagines

The One With All The Grapes.

BRIAN JOHNSON IMAGINE
For hey-river 😊💜, I needed to make this quick due to how many people requested imagines! so I apologize if it's short cX hope you enjoy lol. xx

Brian concentrated on his sketch vividly, eyeing his lines tracing every curve of the drawing. His blue eyes following every pencil trace while his small tongue could be seen through the corner of his mouth, to show agitation as he sat in the same spot for 20 minutes since the beginning of detention.

I took one of my grapes from my lunch bag, pricking it off the small vine as I placed it inside my mouth. I kept looking back and fourth at Brian. It agitated me a little to see him so focused on a drawing. I took the third grape and threw it at the temple of his head. "Mariah." He blinked quickly at the action as I stifled a small giggle, but he still didn't budge.

I took the fourth one, and hit it on top of his blonde curly hair. His hand tried to 'shoo' it away as some kind of self defense but it was hilariously cute.

Again, starting with the fifth one, it finally hit his chin as he dropped the pencil and glared at the grape that had fallen onto his lap.

"Mariah, stop." He whined playfully, laying both of his hands onto his lap and looking up at me. Finally.

"Nah." I joked, pulling up a defensive smirk, throwing another one at his shoulder. "Okay, okay. If you do that again then-" He started to warn.

I took no time to hesitate as I tossed the last grape, he quickly dodged it as he captured it in his mouth, chewing on it while smiling smugly at me. I crossed my arms, hitting my back on my chair and huffed out an air.

"My last grape." I pouted.

"To hell with it. It's in my tummy now."

"Ew, I hate that word."

"What word?" He shrugged.

"Tummy." I said in haste. He scrunched up his face in laughter as he pushed his paper to the side. "Why?" I heard him chortle.

"I dunno, sounds weird." I shrugged.

"You're weird."

"That is true." I agreed.

"Weirdly cute." He grinned with a thin laugh, pulling his paper back into view as he stared boredly at it. "Now you made me loose focus."

"Now you made me grapeless."

"You were the one who threw them at me!" He fought with a chuckle.

"I didn't ask you to eat it, did I?"

"It's food. Edible, delightful, food, How can I not?" I stayed quiet at his playful side. My arms still crossed as Brian mimicked me and stayed completely silent for a minute.

"Fooood, glorious foood.." He sang quietly. I started to laugh loudly at that. "Oh my god." I mumbled, covering my face with my hands as my laughs died down.

My head laid on top of my arms as I turned to see him erase some parts of this 'drawing.'

"What are you drawing anyway?" I asked, raising my head over his shoulder. He smiled down at it, using his fingers to pick it up loosely and turning around to show me, I was blinded by a perfectly, colorless, sculpted face that looked all too familiar.

"You."