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CHAPTER NINE walk you home.
⇨ warning ; use of cigarettes⇦
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TUESDAY 26TH, 23:15
johnny coughed, groaning as he inhaled the smoke. it was hurting him, but at this point he couldn't care less.
he and mark had finished eating around 10 minutes ago, and mark left earlier than johnny did. johnny decided to hang around the restaurant a little while longer, so he pulled out a cigarette and lit it up quickly.
there johnny stood, leaning against a wall near the almost empty restaurant. it was a little after 11pm, and even after chatting with mark for the longest time, he still didn't feel tired.
johnny convinced mark and himself that he was staying because he didn't know where else to go, and didn't feel like walking home yet. though, both he and mark knew that he was staying for a completely different reason.
"that can kill you, you know."
speak of the goddamned devil.
johnny turned his head, the hand that was holding his cigarette stopped right before his lips. he raised an eyebrow at the (much) smaller (h/c) haired male, letting his cigarette-holding hand dangle at his side while the other was shoved in his pocket.
"well, i don't care." johnny answered (m/n) with a monotonous voice. he watched as (m/n) frowned.
"yeah, maybe you don't," he mumbled, clutching his bag as he avoided eye contact. "but i do."
he had thought that johnny wouldn't be able to hear him, considering how small his voice was. but to his surprise, the taller heard everything, clicking his tongue as he leaned his head against the wall. his gaze moved up to the sky.
"why?" johnny scoffed softly, causing (m/n) to tense up a little. "we barely know each other."
if johnny was completely honest, he'd say his heart was doing somersaults and thumping way harder than it should be, but he wasn't.
(m/n) huffed, his cheeks puffing in the process; and when johnny glanced at him, it took all of his willpower not to squish them. "is it wrong for someone to care for another?" the (h/c) haired male asked quietly, more to himself, really.
johnny sighed, throwing his cigarette onto the ground and stepping on it. he heard (m/n) cough a few times, raising an eyebrow as he did.
"what, can't handle the smell of smoke?" he asked, crossing his arms as he faced the smaller.
(m/n) shook his head. "i hate it with a passion." he admitted, sighing and looking up, staring into johnny's eyes.
the two stayed in a comfortable silence, staring at each other. (m/n) gulped, clutching his bag harder as johnny's intense stare made him feel smaller than he already is.
after a while, johnny hummed and pushed himself off of the wall, walking away for a bit before stopping. he looked over his shoulder at (m/n), who stood there, eyes still glued onto him.
johnny cleared his throat.
"c'mon, i'll walk you home."
__________ heyooo
hope you enjoyed this chapter hehe, did you get the reference i slipped in at the title? ^^
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i'll post teasers there and insta-only imagines, so go follow! my self-esteem's kinda low on this so it'd be rlly nice if u did :')
i've been thinking, should i name you guys smth? like,, strawberries or berries, maybe? or bubbles? just so i have some term of endearment for you guys aksjsjhs
