A/N: Hello everyone! Gosh, i knew it would take a month, but i didn't know it would be this long. I have been working on the chapter non stop and thinking of how impatient you all were getting with me . . Luckily, school is getting out soon, so all i will be doing is signing up for scholarships and sitting around my house drawing Velma and Johnny. I've been such a bad author with my updates that i have decided to surprise you all and give you not one, but TWO chapters for being such wonderful fans. Please stick with me and I love you all to bits for being patient! Here is Chapter 10 AND 11! Enjoy!
It took Velma a moment to realize that for one it was storming outside and two, she practically had nowhere between the bar and the hotel to go. The rain beat heavily against her until she began running aimlessly, the roads seeming more and more familiar as she stopped running after 10 minutes and ended up at someone's door that she actually knew. Johnny's.
She knocked frantically, hoping he wasn't asleep at this hour her legs trembling from the cold. Thankfully she heard heavy, long footsteps approaching the door and opening to reveal a very awake and very confused Johnny. He smiled as he realized who it was and gave her a humorous, "What's shakin' pretty woman? Sure looks like you are." Seeing Johnny finally made her relax, which brought down her defenses, which caused her to immediately break down into tears of despair. She sobbed openly, her voice coming out in wails as Johnny jumped back in fear. "A-are you alright? Was it somethin' I said? Look, uh, I ain't mean to insult ya, you just looked real upset and I wanted to cheer ya up so—" Velma wailed louder and Johnny escorted her in without further digging himself in a hole.
Whatever was going on with her was beyond anything he said to her and after she was done crying she completely went mute as he took her jacket and placed it on the coat rack. Her eyes were puffy and red, and her cheeks were even redder. Johnny went to make her coffee and would look back to check on her. She looked more and more upset and drained as time went on. "Velma?" She didn't respond, her eyes still looking at the center of the table, her mind a million miles away. Johnny gave a defeated sigh before pouring them both a cup of the coffee and laying them both on the table. "Helloooo? Earth to the Velmeister? Johnny Bravo reaching out to the planet of Dinkley?" Velma's eyes shot up to meet his, his whole body jolting in shock.
She looked down at the coffee before looking back up at Johnny and softly asked," Is that for me?" Johnny flashed a joyful smile and pushed the cup toward her and stated with pride, " Sure is! Me and momma made that blend about 10 years ago." Velma sipped it slowly before licking her lips, getting the excess liquid from around her mouth. Johnny tried his hardest not to stare as she did this action, his mind turning to a more vulgar area as he imagined that same mouth doing something more provocative. The way it would wrap around his throbbing -"Johnny." Johnny's eyes sprung back up to hers in fear, his hands instinctively going up in a defensive manner as Velma softly giggled. "Now I know how you felt!" She said with a sigh, her mind finally returning to what brought about such an eventful night. " Johnny, I have two really important questions for you."
Johnny raised his eyebrow before taking another long sip off his drink. Knowing he was listening, she continued," I left my book in the park and was wondering if you found it?" Johnny scratched his chin as if deep in thought, his lips trying to avoid the playful smirk threating to break across his face.
"A book about this big and this high, was talkin' about a girl and a ghost with gold letters on the top?"
"Yes!" Velma said with enthusiasm, almost knocking over her cup.
"Nope, never seen it." Velma swatted Johnny's arm with frustration. She pouted her lips with irritation, a rumbling laugh escaping Johnny's lips. "Alright, alright, I've seen it, but I wanna know your second question before I give away any deets, ya dig?" Velma scoffed in irritation as she tried to recollect what was the second thing she was going to ask. Her face lit up as the question flashed back in her mind. " Do you know any cheap places I could stay around here? I kinda can't go back to my room for tonight and need a place to stay." Johnny quirked his eyebrow before smirking devilishly, a plot forming in his mind as he answered her question. "I know the perfect place to stay! Mine! It's cheap, well free rather, and it's the safest place you could be at that price." Velma's eyes widened in disbelief, Johnny's sudden offer throwing her off guard. Stay at his place? Was it really as safe as he said? Would he pounce her in the middle of the night and take advantage of her? No. He could never, would never do such a thing. A better question would be if she could say the same for herself. Could she handle herself knowing Johnny would be in the next room asleep? She shook her head quickly, defying any such action as she finally responded to Johnny. " No, I couldn't do that! I'd be intruding on your mother and—"
"She's not here."
"W-Well, I don't see any other rooms for me to—"
"You could sleep on my bed while I sleep on the couch."
"B-but—"
"No more buts." Johnny stood and stared down at Velma as he finally chugged the remainder of his coffee, wiping his lip as he continued.
"If its that difficult for you, why don't we have a friendly competition. If you win, I'll give you your book and personally pay for your hotel room." Velma nodded in understanding as she continued to listen. As Johnny remained silent, she blushed intensely as she built up the confidence to ask the eminent question. "And if you win?" Johnny smirked with an evil grin as he kneeled next to her face and said softly,"If I win, you stay here until morning. On my couch. All night."
All Velma could do was think of one word, Johnny's commanding demeanor shaking her to the core as she spoke.
"Jinkies."
"Jinkies is right."
Velma sat in the sofa as her nerves made her insides flutter with anticipation. Johnny was setting up his video game console and making sure everything was in working order. "Video games?" Velma said with disbelief. She would have never took Johnny for a gamer, but his playful nature and aloof manner seemed to fit the bill. Johnny stood and scanned the area and smiled as the system began to start. "I'll be right back, I'm going to shower." Velma could only nod as Johnny strode away into his room, her jitters only becoming more intense as he went to his room. She picked up the controller, looking at the screen as it finally loaded. Immediately wild salsa music began playing smoothly across the speakers, the title solely appearing on the screen. Velma recognized the name as a racing game, a harsh Italian name she couldn't pronounce bouncing on the screen. "Sa…sah….seeh?"
"Saguinoso Rosa." Velma jumped at the sound of Johnny's voice, a gasp leaving her lips as she finally took in Johnny's image.
The first thing Velma noticed was Johnny's bare chest, his arms crossed across it as he was leaned against the post of the doorway. His lower half was almost exposed if not for his long blue pajamas bottoms that stopped right at the jut of pure muscle that was his waist. He sauntered toward her, as if walking slowly on purpose for her to gaze more. Every part of him screamed pure male. He could have put Olympic gods to shame if he wanted to. All that posing and exercise wasn't just for show. It was quite real, and extremely arousing to Velma as he kneeled down in front of her. "Its Italian." He said, his mouth quirking up with amusement at Velma's awe struck expression. She sat for 5 seconds before actually taking in what he said. "I'm sorry could you repeat that?" Johnny let out a hardy chuckle as he plopped onto the floor, trying his hardest not to blow his cover. This was all a plow to see how far he could get Velma going. Rile her up, make her want him with all her might, then drop her like a sack of rocks for the night until morning. He smiled at his own plot as he repeated what he said. "It's Italian, the name of the game. It's a racing game. Not a really well known game, but I love it. Wanna play?" She blushed intensely as she grabbed the controller from the side of the couch and pressed start. "I guess so." Johnny said in surprise, pressing the controls of the game.
Velma had underestimated Johnny. He was incredible, if not scary good. But Velma was a professional at learning quick. By the second lap, she was in a steady second place. As she got closer, she saw Johnny's face contort in frustration. She chuckled softly as he began to lean forward and focus more, Velma barely catching a glimpse of Johnny's eyes behind his shades before he jumped up with excitement, Velma squeaking out in fear as he began posing and dancing. He looked away from the screen and back at Velma as he smirked with a ridiculous amount of debonair. "You lost." Velma quirked her eyebrows in disbelief, staring him square in the face, her wit got the best of her as she blurted out, "Best two out of three?" Johnny only chuckled as he restarted the game. He stood up before putting down the controller and waited for the game to load. "I'm going to go get a blanket and pillows for you to sleep on the couch. Stay right there." Velma threw him a dirty look as he left the room, a sigh leaving her lips as he turned the corner. 'Get ahold of yourself Velma, you just basically left Shaggy and here you are in some guy's house whose sexier than sin and doesn't know your cousin has the male hots for him', Velma thought to herself, her chastising lasting only momentarily as Johnny strode back in the room with a bright pink blanket, two green pillows and something small and square sat atop the pile that Velma couldn't make out. He placed the pillows at both ends of the sofa and threw the blanket on top of Velma as she flailed from underneath it, throwing some of it to the top of the couch and letting it droop to the floor. Johnny placed both of the pillows at both ends and holding what now looked like a frame inside his hand. "What ya got there Johnny?" Johnny smiled softly before relishing in her astonishment as he turned the frame to face her.
"Is that…us?" Velma softly grabbed the photo from Johnny's hand, staring at her face and his, which was mostly covered in her hair as he kissed her head. "You betcha sweet apple cheeks it is! I had the photo guy take it while you weren't lookin' and had it framed. I wanted to surprise you." He said, ending his sentence with a smile. Velma could barely hold back the giggle she had pent up inside of her as she place the photo on a nearby table. "Thanks Johnny. You are one cool dude."
"Enough about me. Let me hear about you talkin' about me." Velma could only laugh as they both turned there attention back to the screen and began playing the game.
By this time Velma was doing worse the second time then she did the first, her car almost a whole lap behind Johnny's. It was getting to the second lap and she was becoming desperate until a beckon of light shone down in her brain. During her whole time here, she hadn't noticed how wet her feet and pajama pants had gotten during her tortuous run through the rain. It wasn't really bothering her, but Johnny didn't know that. With a sly smirk, she paused the game and waddled upward as she crawled over Johnny. "Sorry, but my pants got wet from the rain and they're REALLY bothering me. Where's your bathroom?" Johnny pointed in the direction of the hall where she needed to go as she sprinted down the hallway. Johnny could only smirk as he waited for her return, his soon to be acquired victory almost within arms reach. That was until Velma walked back in the room. "Alright! Much better! By the way, that's the most hair gel I have ever laid eyes on." "Why thank you very—" As he turned to look at her, his entire body became stiff, the last word of his sentence lost as Velma strode into the room.
"Uh, Velma your pants are—"
"I know, they weren't drying fast enough so I hung them up on the side of your door and let them air dry. It doesn't bother you does it?" She said in a voice that almost made Johnny pounce on her in that instance. Bother him? Hell, he couldn't see straight since she walked in the room! But as he turned to give her a smart remark, that adorable freckled smile stopped him and all that came out was, "Not at all." "Great!" She responded, jumping onto the sofa and grabbing the controller. "Ready to play, Johnny?" Johnny's mind went into an array of directions before he settled onto one response. "More then you'll ever know."
Chapter ten guys, next chapter is (finally) heating up and getting closer to ending. gonna do better with the updates hopefully and hope you enjoy Chapter 11!