He tugged on one of her extensive braids, a gentle smirk growing on his face. She grunted and oulled her head forward, her hair slipping from his fingers, his smirk turning into a frown. The tall, slender girl stood in front of the window. Her arms crossed, chest puffed out, her face stuck in a long term pout. John stood up from the couch he was sitting on and faced her back. He watched her body language. She didn't shake, nor sway. She stood still in frustration. He leaned over the couch, his hands gripped the back tightly as his head hovered above her shoulder. She felt his body heat invading, and her eyebrows arched downwards. He knew something she didn't want anyone else to. He just had to walk in on her, then eavesdrop on her hiden secret.
" You know I won't tell anybody right? " his voice blew in her ear like a soft comforting wind. She wouldn't give in and just darted her eyes away from him.
" Yeah, sure blue boy. " " As long as you do something for me. " She moved her head towards him, her eyes meeting his grin, that overbite giving her the urge to stab them into his mouth.
"So this is what we're doing? Blackmail? I'm the one that calls the shots, you jellyfish! I ain't never going down like that." She walked away from him and closer to the window, cursing nder her breath. He climbed over the couch and walked in front of her holding his hands out, laughing souftly.
" Now, now! No need to be crabby, meenah." She smirked at his pun for a moment, then pushed his hand out the way. She thought for a moment and felt her cheeks blush. Her reputation would be ruined if it got out. John picked up the source of their conflict. A bright red crab plush.
" Now do me a favor, and I won't tell anyone about your little kissing session with sebastion." She grabbed the plush and glared, petting it. " It's not called sebastion! Where did you even come up with such a lame name?" He scratched his cheek and sighed. " It's a human joke. " " That shit wasn't funny." " Anyways! Back to my little favor.. "