Johnny felt really stupid for being jealous over someone who was already in a relationship before he met her. He felt embarrassed for opening himself up to Spencer, even if just a little bit, because it was not something that he was accustomed to doing. He did not just fall for any girl who came around. And he knew how badly he sucked at relationships, but for her he was willing to try. It didn't matter though. He was a bad influence on her. Spencer had said so herself. Her life had purpose even if she didn't know what it was yet. She was still too good for him and so Johnny vowed to respectfully retreat, but only if he was certain that there was no chance – not even the slightest ounce of possibility – that she might be into him. And so despite his better judgment, Johnny marched back into the Hastings' home late that night.

Spencer was cleaning the dishes after an even with Toby. Her hair which was once perfectly intact, lay sloppily on her shoulder. Johnny did not bother to knock before barging in. "Oh my gosh, you startled me!" Spencer said laughing. She quickly observed the seriousness in Johnny's face, his jaw was tense and he was breathing heavily. "What's wrong?" Spencer furrowed her brow to offer her concern.

Johnny was slow to speak. He was unsure of what to say or how to say it, but he knew that if he started to think rationally then he would talk himself out of this, and that's not what he wanted. His heart knew one thing: Spencer Hastings was the one he desired and if he had to risk his pride and the possibility of getting rejected, it would be worth it just to know how she felt.

"I have to—"He tried to compose the words, but was simply unable to. Johnny's eyes scurried about the room as his mouth became dry and his heart eager. "Do you think you could ever—"The only thing that did not seem to be functioning at the moment was his brain. "Spencer, I—"

"Johnny, what? You're scaring me! Are you in some kind of trouble?" Spencer felt uneasy about the way he was acting.

Then out of nowhere Johnny grabbed her and with soft tender movements, their lips met in harmony. Spencer's eyes widened at first and then they fell shut. She grew paralyzed with guilt. Or was it pleasure? She was not sure. Johnny's thoughts just melted. His rationality, his pride, it all melted away as he stood shamelessly throwing his heart in the hands of Spencer Hastings. He slowly pulled himself away, taking a moment to just look at her. Spencer was stunned. He was surprised to see that the expression on her face was not one of reciprocating feelings. No, she seemed unusually comfortable. Spencer shook her head slowly.

"Johnny, I'm sorry if I—"

"I should go," he cut her off quickly as to save himself the embarrassment of being verbally rejected. Johnny bumped into the kitchen counter as he nervously headed for the door.

"Johnny, you don't have to," Spencer called out, but he was already gone.

"Dammit!" He cursed at the wind pulling a flask from his back pocket. It was his insurance policy just in case he royally screwed up – which he did. He blamed the cute little dress that Spencer was wearing and Toby showing up being all buff and perfect for her and shit. It wasn't fair.

Johnny started back toward the barn, but the thought of being alone and forced to encounter his thoughts was utterly intimidating. He did not want to think of the royal mess he'd made by kissing her and then having to go back basically living under the same roof as she. Johnny did not know where his legs would take him, but he just walked and walked aimlessly into the bitter moonlight allowing the hard alcohol to numb his mind.

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It took a while for Spencer to come to grip with what just happened. "Did that really just happen?" She thought to herself. She was unsure how she felt; she was just taken by the moment. Spencer looked down at the acceptance letter in her hands and suddenly started to feel dirty about it, about life, about school, about her relationship with Toby. She just felt so uneasy about it all once again. She thought she could ignore the fact that those things made her anxious. She thought she could propel herself into this lifestyle that was chosen for her, and had every intention of doing it. Why now? She could have slapped that boy for putting her in this kind of position.

What would happen when they ran into each other tomorrow? What would she say to him? She thought about going out to the barn to clear things up but immediately ruled it as a bad idea. She knew that he flirted with her a lot, but never would have guessed he would make such a bold advance at her. Was this Johnny just being Johnny and screwing around, or could he have kissed her out of pure and honest feelings that he had?

There was just so much to think about. For instance, what would she tell Toby? Spencer died a little inside when she realized the totality of the circumstances. She had a boyfriend! A boyfriend whom she loved and who hated Johnny and basically told her to stay away from him. She and Toby were just finally starting to work things out in their presently tumultuous relationship. All that progress would be thrown out the window when he found out that Johnny kissed her and she didn't stop him. Spencer let out a loud sigh and pulled out the oldest bottle of red wine from her parents' win cooler. This was going to be a very long night.

A/N: Sooo it happened! Spencer and Johnny kissed. I'm sorry my Spoby shippers, but I wouldn't go throwing the towel in yet. Obviously we're seeing some regret on both ends.

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