Hey. Comment or something idk what people want me to write/////// l o l
Today was just a really lazy day. We, Joji and I, were sitting on the couch. I was laying down and he was laying on top of me with his head on my tummy. He was doing something on his phone, while I was busy reblogging Tumblr posts. He had recently finished a song he was working on so he was a lot less stressed.
"Hey." I said.
"Hey..?" He replied. I sighed.
"Heeey." I said again but more drawn out.
"What are you trying to get exactly?" Joji laughed. He put his phone down on his chest and put one of his hands on my leg. "What's up babe?" He looked up to me as much as he could.
"Nothing. You're just pretty." I commented. He laughed a bit and settles back down.
"Not as pretty as you~" he mocked.
"Don't be gay." I teased.
"Nah but really. You're hot, like really hot." He started again. "Max and Ian say it a lot, you know, how lucky I am and all. Man if they aren't right." He finished, by the end of his sentence he was lightly rubbing the leg he had his hand on.
"Pffff alright gay boy." I laughed lightly pushing him off.Idk where this is going sorry l m a o
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