John Laurens x Reader | Impossible

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A/N:
   Uh..  so I'm just gonna try to write something . Which I'm horrible at. So yeah.
    
Btw I named the turtle Joey because my turtle, whose name was also Joey, died recently. T^T
               "Well, maybe my turtles are more important than you!"
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    You woke up on the wrong side of the bed that morning, and it was showing.
  When you went to visit your boyfriend, John Laurens, you were absolutely positive that you would get into an argument about something.
     You knocked on his door and heard squealing from the other side. You
sighed. 
       He opened the door. "Oh, (Y/N)! I have someone I need to show you," he squeaked, holding something behind his back.
      "Just show me." You growled.
     "Geez... Anyways, meet my new turtle, Joey!" He took a turtle out from behind his back, and you glared at him, clearly unimpressed.
     An awkward silence fell over the two of you as you glared.
     "So... It's another STUPID turtle?" You crossed your arms over your chest. John looked genuinely hurt at this comment, and sat Joey down on a table by the door, then stepped outside with you. 
     "(Y/N), what's wrong? Are you okay?" He looked into your eyes, a concerned look on his face. He cupped your cheek, but you just swatted his hand away.
     "You seem to only care about your turtles!" You snapped. John's expression melted you, but today you just hated everything.
"(Y/N)..." John started gently, but then he changed attitudes. "Well, maybe my turtles are more important than you!" He snapped back, and instantly had a look of regret on his face.
"What?" You asked, sounding like a child who was rejected a toy.
"I didn't mean that... I'm sorry. I love you." He took you into and embrace.
That made your whole day. So you hugged him back.
"I love you more.."
He pulled away from the hug and looked at your face.
He smiled and kissed you, and you kissed back.
"That's impossible."

This sucks. Kill me. Don't really.

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