Hall of Speedweed and Jonaboy

⚣꧁Blushing꧂⚣

( Jonawagon)

Warning: Flirty drunk Speedweed and blushing Jonaboy ahead

Speedwagon had invited me to a bar. Although I don't often fancy these places, it's nice of him to invite me.

I'm walking down the streets of London looking for the place Speedwagon told me of, Saint James.
He told me it was a few blocks from a cathedral. Quite ironic in a sense I suppose.

Although London is quite populated, it's oddly quiet at night. Only with the exception of a few alcoholics wandering the streets. People mostly stay indoors due to all the murderers throughout the years, so the quiet makes sense I suppose.

Aha, there it is!

I open the door and whispers arise a bit in the already rowdy group of people in the bar. Not super surprising considering this is downtown London where poverty is part of life. I tried to use the most unsuspecting look but it appears not to have worked.

Oh well.

As I walked to the bar counter I spotted him. He was sitting there waiting for me.
This made me feel warm inside.
Did he wait? That was nice of him.

I sat next to him and spoke. " Hello Speedwagon!"
He jumped a bit and looked over at me. He seemed to relax and a smile spread to his face.
" 'Ello Jojo!" He said cheerfully.
We ordered our food and drinks.

::

Our food arrived and we began eating. It wasn't that bad but the meat tasted like cardboard

I see Speedwagon take a bite of it and his face turns a frown. " Ack! This tastes like bow wow mutton!" He claimed with disgust.
I start to get sick in the stomach a bit. Just thinking of that phrase, it disgusts me. I push away my plate

"Aye Barman. Could you please get me a Calling London on the rocks?" I call over to him.
After a few minutes I got it and gave them double the tip, they'll need it. For some reason, no one tips the workers.
I take a sip of my drink. I can hear Robert ordering a drink beside me.

::

Speedwagon was decently drunk. You could say He had a few too many drinks.

Jonathan laughed at Speedwagon's jokes. They weren't exactly A-tier jokes but they seemed funny to them.

Jonathan knew that Speedwagon needed to slow down on the liquor.
"Cmon Speeds, let's go. You are gonna be really arf'd If you don't stop." He stated sternly
Speed wagon made no motion. "Hell no- No.." He repeated himself a few times until Jonathan grabbed his arm.

" We're leaving whether you like it or not." He stated with a frown
Speedwagon made a pout like a face before talking again. "F-Fine." and let himself be dragged to the door.

They start walking down the streets, Jonathan supporting Speedwagon with
his arm so he won't fall.

Once they get to the hotel that Jonathan booked just in case, they went to their room. The best room they had gotten was a one-bedroom place. Mostly due to the fact the rest were taken up.

::

I'm laying in bed, beside Speedwagon. He's just staring at me with a smile.
"U-Um, Speedwagon, why are you staring at m-me?" He moved closer to me on the bed and stated something. "Y-Your just r-really handsome...y'know~" My face flushed a bit. Handsome? Me? That warm feeling came back as butterflies. He should look in a mirror, then he'll see handsome- Oh heavens, did I just think that? I did.

My face flushed even more from my internal comments.
" O-Oh?~ Did t-that bother you that much? What If I?-" He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head on my chest.

Is he trying to make my face overheat?-
I put my arm around him and I can feel him jolt a bit but relax.
"Are y-you comfortable down on my chest? " I said, trying to break the atmosphere that's making my heartbeat race and face flush.

Speedwagon smiles at me. " If you don't stop being so cute I might just kiss you." He whispered to me.

"I wouldn't mind that..." wait. Oh no. I said that aloud- Maybe I had a little too much as well-

"Y-You wouldn't mind that? Well then, may I?" He sat back up and was cuddling against me.
Well, no backing out now I suppose-

" Y-yes."

He pulled me closer and just seemed to admire me a bit. I have to admit, he is quite beautiful. With his golden locks of hair framing his face and his Toffee colored eyes.
And then we kissed. Although it was a little sloppy at first it was passionate. It felt warm and comfortable, how love was supposed to feel. We kissed until we needed air.

" I love you."

He smiled. " I love you too"

::

Ello everyone,

I decided to put a little more effort into writing this. Though it seems like a mix of a cheesy romance novel and a crackfic-
But oh well 😅

I actually put some Victorian slang in there one of them made Jonaboy very uncomfortable.

Bow wow mutton: Something that tastes so awful it reminds someone of burnt dog meat

Arf: Really drunk. It can also mean half a pint of Booze

Welp that's all I got, goodbye my stars!

-Kirstaras (Kira)

4-20-20