This story takes place right after the end of the episode "A Walker to Remember", when Jonah skips the audition Bowie got him.
Jonah bashfully walked into the guitar shop, his eyes oscillating as he looked around for Bowie.
"Hey, man," said Bowie as he walked toward a nervous-looking Jonah.
"Hey. So, listen. I know you're probably mad at me for skipping the audition you got me with that lady, but-"
"I'm not mad," Bowie cut Jonah off in the middle of his anxious rambling.
"Wait, you're not?" asked Jonah, surprised.
"No," Bowie reiterated, laughing a bit. "Jonah, I never wanted to pressure you. I just see so much potential in you and I want you to explore it. I'm the one that should be sorry. You said you weren't ready and I pushed you anyway."
"No, Bowie. That's not it. I really appreciate you believing in me and getting me that audition, it's just..."
"Just what, man? You can tell me," said Bowie before taking a seat and beckoning Jonah to do the same.
Jonah sadly plopped down onto the seat across from Bowie.
"I saw Andi with...some guy, I don't know."
"Oooooh, so that's what this is about. I'm sorry, man. That really sucks."
"The worst part is that I saw them right before my audition. Well, I didn't actually see them together, but I saw a painting they did together, then I bailed. I'm really sorry, Bowie. I should've just gone anyway."
"Hey," Bowie put a comforting hand on Jonah's small shoulder. "You wouldn't have been at your best with that on your mind, anyway, and I want you to bring your 'A' game when you perform. Don't worry about it. I'll get you another audition, when you're ready."
"Thanks, Bowie, so much. You're so understanding."
"Hey, I try, little man."
Bowie smiled endearingly, and Jonah smiled back. For a while, they just sat there, smiling at each other, Jonah looking into Bowie's eyes. Bowie wasn't exactly sure what was happening, but he just kept smiling, assuming Jonah had something he wanted to say, then, much to Bowie's surprise, Jonah stood up, walked over to him, and cupped Bowie's cheeks as Bowie was still sitting. The short Jonah was only slightly taller than a sitting Bowie, so he was kinda looking down as he looked into an extremely nervous-looking Bowie's eyes, still holding Bowie's face. After seeming to think for a moment, Jonah slowly moved his face toward Bowie's, their lips gently pressing against one another. Liking the way it felt, Jonah proceeded to kiss Bowie's lips a couple more times. Bowie involuntarily grabbed Jonah's tiny waist as Jonah continued to cup Bowie's face with his hands. Jonah kissed his lips a fourth time, then moved his face back slightly, as if to view how Bowie was reacting to what he was doing. Bowie was looking sweetly at Jonah, then his head dropped a bit.
"Jonah, I...we can't."
"Why not?" Jonah asked innocently, still holding Bowie's face.
"You're just...so young. I mean, don't get me wrong, you're gorgeous, but I just don't see how kissing you could lead anywhere positive. I mean, I'd be freaking out if the store wasn't empty and people saw what we were doing."
"Oh. I'm really sorry, Bowie. You're just always so nice to me, and you helped me find a way to get over my panic attacks, and you taught me to play the guitar, and even gave me a guitar and, I just..."
Jonah started to breath a bit heavily.
"Hey, whoa, whoa. Calm down. It's okay. Don't have a panic attack, okay?" Bowie, still sitting and holding the standing Jonah's waist, pulled him closer. "It's alright," he said while looking into Jonah's eyes.
He noticed that Jonah was still having a hard time slowing his breathing, so he reluctantly kissed Jonah for the fifth time, which started to finally calm Jonah back down. Jonah grabbed Bowie's face again.
"This again?" Bowie said, laughing.
Despite Bowie's joking statement, Jonah had a bit of a serious look on his cute face, which indicated to Bowie that he was about to say something serious.
"Oh, God. What is it?" Bowie asked nervously.
"I really like you," admitted Jonah, face turning red.
"Oh, God. What have I done? This is my fault. I led you on, Jonah, with all the attention I've been showing you, and I'm really sorry."
"It's okay. I just wanna know one thing: do you like me?"
"Of course I like you, dude. You're awesome."
Bowie smiled.
"No, I mean...do you like me?"
"Uh, to be honest, Jonah, I'm confused. I mean, I can't say no. I definitely didn't mind kissing you. But I know you're too young for me. I never meant for this to happen. I just wanted to help you."
"So, are you saying that you do like me back? Can you teach me how to kiss, then?" Jonah asked.
"Well, you already know how to kiss. You just kissed me...five times."
"No, I mean, really kiss, you know? Like, when people open their mouths and stuff."
"Wait, you wanna kiss me like that? Oh, no, no, no. See, Jonah, that kind of kissing leads to other things that you're definitely not ready for."
"Well, you taught me to play guitar, and I never would've thought I was ready for that. You make me feel safe, Bowie. I'm not scared of trying new things if they're with you."
"Oh, Jesus Christ, Jonah. Please don't say what I think you wanna say."
"All I'm saying is, if you teach me how to kiss, and it leads to other things, I won't be scared. You make me feel like I'm ready."
"Okay, wait. How did we get here? I thought you liked Andi. You were just broken up about her, right?"
"Yeah, but...I like you too, and I know you'd never break my heart like Andi does."
"Okay, but Andi's a girl, and I'm a...well, not even a boy, but a man, a grown man. Doesn't that bother you?"
"Not really."
"First of all, I'm the luckiest man in the world, because you're beyond beautiful, but what do you want from me Jonah? I kinda feel like I'm losing my mind, right now. Do you want me to be your boyfriend or something? I don't know what to do with you, Jonah. You're just a kid."
