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stuck in the middle [j.m]

jonah marais

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"i'm going up to your room, jonah," you say, standing up from where you're sitting. "i'm tired."

jonah pauses the game he is playing against daniel, and looks over at you.

"okay, i'll come up in a little while," jonah replies.

you make my way to his room.

you walk in, and close the door behind you.

you flop onto his bed, your pajamas already on.

you take your phone out from the pocket of jonah's sweatshirt that you're wearing, and start scrolling through twitter.

after awhile of going through twitter, you end up on netflix.

as you're halfway through my episode of riverdale, the door opens, revealing jonah.

you smile sleepily at him, and he lays down next to you.

"what are you watching?" jonah asks, wrapping his arm around you.

"riverdale," you reply.

"oh, that show you keep talking about?" he laughs.

"it's a good show! just watch some of it, you'll like it."

"fine."

you lay together for awhile, watching riverdale.

at one point you look over at jonah, and he is watching intently.

you smirk.

"told you you'd like it," you say.

"i'll admit, it's good," he replies.

a few minutes later, the door opens, and the other boys come running in.

they stop when they see the two of us watching something together.

"is that...?" corbyn starts. "is that the narration of jughead jones i hear?"

"um, no?" you reply.

"i can't believe you are watching without me!" corbyn exclaims.

"sorry, bro."

"well, i'm coming to watch, so make room!"

corbyn dives onto the bed, and the rest of the boys follow.

you laugh.

jonah lies on his stomach, and you lay on top of him, resting your head in the crook of his neck.

the other boys crowd around you and jonah, lying on their stomachs as well.

you all continue watching.

"yo, what!" you exclaim, as a plot twist happens.

"that is insane," corbyn agrees.

"guys, shut up!" zach laughs.

you watch some more, and end up going to the next episode.

as the other four boys surround you and jonah, jonah reaches his hand up to yours, taking your hand in his.

you smile to yourself.

you may be stuck in the middle, but there's no place you'd rather be.

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