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youngestofthree · 11 years
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IC: Hm. Negotiable. *shrugs*
OOC: YES
IC: *smirks* Finally admitting you would want to be in my bed?
OOC: UGH YES.
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John smiled and nodded. "Okay then. Thank you." He rubbed the back of his neck. "How are you?"
John sat on the chair with a gloomy look on his face. “So, anyone want to entertain me right now?” he asked to no one in particular.
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youngestofthree · 11 years
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IC: *smirks* Finally admitting you would want to be in my bed?
OOC: UGH YES.
IC: Would you rather I said yes, then?
OOC: I JUST DID.
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When Sam took his hand, John couldn't help the color that stained his cheeks. And goddammit, he was being such a lovesick puppy at that moment with all his blushing and unwanted thoughts. He had made a move and had filled in he gaps between her fingers so that he could hold her hand better. And he did it as smooth as he could. "Hm. Oh. Ah.." he stammered as she asked him a question. "I'll take vanilla."
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youngestofthree · 11 years
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IC: Would you rather I said yes, then?
OOC: I JUST DID.
ugh in all honesty john just wants to throw sam in his bed and make love to her until 3 am
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youngestofthree · 11 years
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'Friendly reminder that John isn't Sam's first.' FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT SAM IS JOHN'S FIRST
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IC: *whistles it off* Not true. OOC: WATCHA THINK
ugh in all honesty john just wants to throw sam in his bed and make love to her until 3 am
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youngestofthree · 11 years
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ugh in all honesty john just wants to throw sam in his bed and make love to her until 3 am
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youngestofthree · 11 years
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John followed Sam with the same smile plastered on his face. He could get used to this side of her, but he also needed her to be somewhat irritated at him. Seeing her riled up somehow enjoys him. When they reached the ice cream shop, John was gentlemanly enough to open the door for her. "Ladies first, as they always said." He smiled.
Restart || John and Sam
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youngestofthree · 11 years
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John nodded and smiled again. That was it. She always made him smile. Which was a new thing for him. "Okay. My treat," he said. "Lead the way, miss."
Restart || John and Sam
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youngestofthree · 11 years
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John couldn't help but smile at her, and then he nodded. "I will," he said, wetting his lips. "Where do we go first, then?" he asked.
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youngestofthree · 11 years
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John couldn't help but smile back at Sam, except a tad weaker. When she replied, he couldn't help but snicker inwardly. 'Of course you are. You're the most wonderful girl I've ever met,' John thought with a loud sigh. And that was true. He had somehow convinced himself that he may have felt a little bit of infatuation for Sam. That was the truth. And she made him feel... different. She flustered him, when he was supposed to be the one flustering girls. And that was enough for him to like her. Like actually like her, because she had the upper hand, and she took him to new extremes without even knowing it. These extremes made him himself, and that was enough for him to like her even more. Then he shook his head to her question. "No. Why do you ask?"
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"Am I intimidating?" John asked, furrowing his eyebrows. "Because I won't bite you, I swear."
John sat on the chair with a gloomy look on his face. “So, anyone want to entertain me right now?” he asked to no one in particular.
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John felt a tingle in his tummy as Sam smiled. He didn't see Sam smile much when she was still... amnesia-free. She was always grumpy around him. But now, she was smiling. And she looked so pretty. He was indecisive, however. He was certain that he didn't feel an inkling of affection for the girl. But why was he feeling like this? 'Maybe I just missed her,' he thought and sighed. "I'm good," he answered with a nod. "How about you?"
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"Nice to meet you too." John smiled and squeezed the girl's shoulders. "How are you?"
John sat on the chair with a gloomy look on his face. “So, anyone want to entertain me right now?” he asked to no one in particular.
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John had found himself staring at Sam again. Like actually staring at her. He was staring at her because… she was so beautiful. ‘Whoa, John. Stop. Sam is pretty, but she’s not yours to like,’ he reminded himself and nodded his head to her question. “Yeah. John Devereaux.” He pulled up a small smile, hoping she didn’t notice the slight pain on his features.
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