After our first date, Jonathan and I kept going out for a few weeks till we became officially a couple; I think we're almost on our third month now. Of course, when people at school found out about us, they didn't waste a single second to start picking on us or calling us names; Ichabod and Katrina, The Adams, Mr. and Mrs. Frankenstein... Yeah, they weren't so clever, but what did you expect?
Our relationship is great; we have so much fun together, we have this long, deep conversations, plus, we're always there for each other. At school, I'm like Jonathan's bodyguard; he's way too shy to stand up for himself, so I help him out (don't worry, he's working on it) and I listen to him when he's complaining about his grandmother. On the other hand, sometimes he walks me to my house and helps me clean my mother's disaster and cook dinner. Jonathan is such a gentleman and a sweetheart... And he's also a great kisser.
I know I'm the one who kissed him first, but on our third date, when we were saying our goodbyes, he took the lead and it was just awesome. Speaking of the devil...
"Hello, Miss Straussman" he leaned on the locker next to mine and gave me one of his beautiful smiles.
"Hello, Mr. Crane" we had just gotten out of our last period; today he had Literature and I had Biology, so we hadn't seen each other in a couple of hours.
"How was your day? Were your classes satisfactory and productive?" He's always so eloquent when he speaks.
"Productive? Yes; satisfactory? Not so much. As you know, we are definitely not surrounded by brilliant minds capable of asking rational questions" I sighed and dropped my act. "Honestly, who the fuck asks if you can get pregnant with oral sex?" he chuckled at my annoyance and shook his head.
"Oh dear; are you done?" he asked in a mocking tone and I rolled my eyes.
I closed my locker, turned towards him and wrapped my arms around his neck while he wrapped his around my waist.
"Well, that's better" he purred. "Hey, beautiful"
"Hey, handsome" he tucked a bit of my hair behind my ear and we kissed for a few seconds, not caring who was around.
"I have good news" he said with a mischievous smile after breaking the kiss.
"Do tell" we were still so close to each other, so I reluctantly pulled away from him, in case there were any teachers nearby.
"The old hag's gonna be at church all day, so..."
"So...?" I followed his teasing tone.
"We have the whole afternoon for ourselves"
"Wow, good news indeed" we giggled and laced our hands together.
We walked down the hall hand-in-hand while some jerks called us our usual, non-clever insults. I just rolled my eyes and flipped them off.
"So, what do you feel like doing?" Johnny asked as we walked out the school's main entrance.
"Well, first let's grab a bite, cause I'm starving" I groaned.
"You didn't eat breakfast again? Or brought lunch?"
"I forgot" I sighed. "My mom and I got into a fight last night and..."
"And?" Fuck, I forgot I didn't want to tell him about that.
"Well, I... I kinda had a breakdown and cried for a few hours" the guilt in my voice was impossible to hide.
"Why didn't you tell me?" he pulled me into a hug and I hid my face on his chest.
"I didn't want you to worry. I stayed up late and overslept in the morning, so I forgot to eat"
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Jonathan Crane - Imagines
FanfictionJonathan Crane a.k.a The Scarecrow, is one of my favourite DC characters of all time; his backstory is so intriguing, and dare I say, I find him quite alluring, so I took upon the chance of writing a bunch of imagines in different scenarios with him...