John

Another game night...fun... You usually don't participate though. You're too shy to play any of the games or to talk to anyone. But it's always fun to watch everyone else. You also like guessing who will win. You're right most of the time. Wait. Did they just announce the game for tonight?

"Oh my...Thirty minutes in heaven?"

"Yup. And you will play this time~" John says to you. You could feel you're heart begin to race. John talked to you. You don't know whether to hate when that happens or not. You love hearing the sound of his voice, but his voice makes you nervous and you get all worked up. You can't help it though. You've had a crush on him since you first met him. Each day you just fall harder.

John waves his hand in front of your face. "Helloooo? You there?" He laughs.

You giggled nervously. "Y-yeah. I-I am."

"C'mon, _! The girls have to leave the room now!" Nepeta grabs your wrist and drags you out of the room.

"B-but I'm not p-playing!"

"Yes you are!" John yells as you're dragged into another room.

When you return, John makes you go first. It doesn't take a lot to make you do something, considering you're afraid of everything and intimidated by everyone. You're such a scaredy cat. You cautiously put your hand in the bag. For some reason, you're scared as hell.

Vriska comes up behind you, grabs both your shoulders, and makes a loud noise. You scream and glomp the troll closest to you, Kanaya. Vriska laughs triumphantly. Kanaya hugs you, whispering, "Shhhh. It's ok. Please don't cry."

"Vriska!" John yells. "That's not cool! How would you like it if someone scared the hell out of you?!"

"I wouldn't careeeeeeee. I'm not afraid of everything like _ is~"

"Jerk..." John walks over to you with the bag. "Here, I'll make sure she doesn't scare you again."

You nod and even more cautiously reach into the bag. You feel something kinda soft. You decide to pull that out of the bag. You end up pulling out the dirty stuffed bunny from Con Air. This means that...oh no. OH NO! OHNOOHNOOHNOHNO! YOU GOT JOHN! This isn't good. Your heart races and you mentally panic and curse.

"Alright! You got me, _..._? Hello?" John pokes you. You don't respond because you're too busy having a heart attack. A few of the trolls chuckle. Everyone knows you have a crush on John, but you still deny it, even though you know everyone knows.

"Fine then~" John picks you up and carries you bridal style into the closet. Only then do you snap out of it. You're completely flushed. Is it hot in here? No. It's just you. You're burning up. Temperature wise that is.

John puts you down and shuts the closet door. He leans against the wall, trying to act cool, and put on this big cheesy grin.

"Hey there~"

"Hi..." You practically whisper.

"What was that?" he asks, leaning in too close for you.

You repeat yourself, loud enough for him to hear you.

"Oh! Hey!...Are you nervous?"

"N-n-no..."

"Great! Don't worry. This'll go smoother than my dad's freshly shaved face...that was dumb and awkward. Please forget I said that."

You laugh. "Oh! I'm so sorry. I-I didn't mean t-to laugh..."

"That's alright. I am a comedy genius, therefore it's my duty and pleasure to make you laugh." John bows and ends up bumping foreheads with you.

"Sorry! Uhh...here..." John kisses your forehead. "Better?"

"Y-y-y-yes..." Another heart attack. Fun...

"So...aren't we supposed to...like...make-out or something?"

You panic again. "N-no. I-I mean y-yes! I mean if you w-w-want to then I'd love to! I-I-I MEAN-

"Woah! Calm down! It's alright. I'll just..." He leans in to kiss you then stops about half an inch away from your face. "You are ok with this right?"

You nod your head "yes" and John leans in and kisses you. You two enjoy it for a while and then you pull back.

"How am I doing?" you ask him.

"You're doing great!" John smiles at you.

You smile back. "O-ok..."

John leans in and kisses you again. You kiss back a bit forcefully. John makes a 'mm' sound and tilts his head to deepen the kiss. You smile and nibble at his lower lip. He sighs pleasantly and moves the kiss to your jaw. At that moment you lost all fear. You wanted him bad!

You moan as he keeps kissing you're neck. He bites down a little. Not hard, but hard enough that you make a surprised squeak noise. He licks where he bit you as an apology. He continues to nibble down your neck, closer to your shoulder. His hands fumble a little awkwardly around the hem of your shirt before he slides one up it. You smile. He's so freaking adorable! You feel his hand shaking. Probably from excitement or nervousness or both.

You giggle. "Aww. Is someone nervous?" Wow. Look who's talking...

He blushes and tries to say something, but nervous laughter just bubbles out. You giggle at him again. He chews his lip nervously, looking totally lost.

"Need help?" You back him up against a wall and slowly feel down his body. You stop at the top of his pants and look up at him innocently. He starts stammering helplessly as he lets out more nervous laughter. You can't help but to laugh at him.

"You're too cute for words!" You watch him bite his lip, trying to stop his nervous laughter. He fails miserably. You giggle again before kissing him. Just as you were really starting to get into it again, Dave opens the door, looks at the two of you, and smirks.

He says, "Aye, John! Get some!" Both of you jump and pull apart. You look at each other and smile. John leads you out of the closet and you sit together, snuggling for the rest of the game night.