Vangogh yawned and turned to his side, he was trying to sleep the best he could, but it was nearly impossible with the oddly loud thunderstorm.
Usually Vangogh would have his boyfriend by his side, but he didn't tonight, JFK had decided to spend the night at his own house.
Of course Vangogh didn't disagree with him because it was his own house, he had no right to argue over it.
If he would have known about the storm he would have made JFK stay there with him.
The small teen sighed and looked to his window, he sat up in his bed and watched the rain pour out of the sky.
He closed his eyes listening to the sound but opened them when he heard his phone go off.
He looked over to see a text from, you guessed it, JFK.
'Hey Vinnie, how you holdin up?' His message read.
Vangogh smiled and replied 'it's alright. I don't mind the rain as much anymore' he said and looked back to the window.
Even though it was dark he could still see the rain clouds, and sparks of thunder.
'That's great! Proud of you sunflower' JFK texted back, Vangogh laughed a little at the nickname.
'I'm going to bed' he texted, setting his phone down and laying his head back on his soft pillow.
'Night. Love ya'
'Goodnight. I love you too'
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•JfGogh one shots•
FanfictionTikTok has corrupted my mind with JFK x Van Gogh from clone high. Here is my attempt at making one shots for it :) Any ship hate/ rude comments about my writing will be deleted :( (Cover Picture was made by divorcelawyerpip on Instagram! Please go...
