You felt a little twinge of shame and guilt looking it up, but you were allowed to have your little thoughts and fantasies, right?
You never usually looked this kind of stuff up, but the idea hatched in your brain nonetheless. You typed "Jontron x reader" into the search bar and tapped enter.
Aggh, what were you doing? This is so dumb! You closed your laptop's lid and pushed it away from yourself, eyes averted. Jon probably already had tons of people looking up this stuff and writing it, and he probably found it annoying and gross! Why on earth would you contribute to it?
You decided to go for a walk down to the gas sation to pick up some soda, and to shake the thoughts out of your head. It was pretty useless though, as you lived in NYC yourself, and couldn't help but laugh at your stupidity. "oooh, what if I were to run into Jooonnn?" You poked fun of yourself out loud.
You've been a fan of Jon Jafari for a long time, and have only recently began to think of him this way. You scoffed. "Time to get yourself a man, you retard." Jon wouldn't want someone like you anyway. You short awkward thing, you.
The gas station was closing up as midnight approached, so you hurriedly scurried in to get your caffiene fix. You grabbed a Pepsi and a Mtn. Dew, and an apple on display in a basket for a snack. It looked pretty appetizing at the time, so why not?
"That kinda seems like grabbing a diet coke with your big mac. Pretty fuckin' pointless."
You froze in your steps.
No way. You turned around hesitantly to see a pair of bored brown eyes and dark curls hidden under a hoodie.
Ohhhhh, fuck my life.
FUCK my LIFE.