Can you write something about reader doing the "current boyfriend" trend with Johnny Kavanagh

Thank you in advance!!!

NOTE — ahh yesyes i love this trend i think it’s so funny

PAIRING — bf!johnny kavanagh x gf!reader

SUMMARY — you try doing the ’current boyfriend’ tiktok trend on johnny

recently, you’d been seeing the same trend on tiktok again and again. where girls will be making a video with their boyfriend and calling him their “current boyfriend”.

one thing about you? you’ll take any chance to mess with your boyfriend.

one day, when the ’manor’ was empty while you and johnny were hanging out, you decided it was time. you tried to stand up from the couch with the excuse of needing water, but johnny ruined that plan by shooting up to get it for you.

“can’t have you getting your own water in my house.” he scoffed as he walked into the kitchen.

“johnny, i’m perfectly grand getting my own water.” you sighed, pulling out your camera to record. the video began just as johnny reentered the sitting room.

“i just saw a trend where girls have their boyfriend’s answer questions about them, will you?” you asked while johnny was still stood over you, water in hand.

he looked throughly confused, but agreed.

you grinned, facing back to the camera. johnny smiled, still having that cute confused pout and deep brows on his face.

he sat down close to you, mindlessly throwing a loose arm around your waist.

“hey guys! today i will be asking my current boyfriend questions about me.” you said, making sure to not emphasize the current.

johnny’s head snapped up from the camera, now looking you in the eye. his eyes widened as he grabbed you by your head, a loose cup around your mouth—playful, while still very gentle.

“jaysus. current boyfriend? current?” he pulled you back on to his lap, careful to not pull you too hard. you playfully screamed, instinctively grabbing his arms. “baby, we’re in this for the long game. you’re stuck with me.”

you squirmed, but it wasn’t because you felt uncomfortable or unsafe, you just get overreactant when you’re around johnny.

whether you were excited, happy, nervous, horny, it was all amplified around him.

“johnny!” your muffled squeal of his name only spurred him on, because he leaned down to your face and kissed your forehead.

“stuck with me.” he whispered against you hairline, phone and video long forgotten. “okay?”

you nodded, smiled contentedly, a small blush on your face as you realized what he was really saying. he wasn’t doing it for the video, he meant it for real.

he wasn’t ever leaving you.

and you wouldn’t want it any other way.

hours after editing and posting the video, you wanted to see what the comments looked like.

some, you expected.

“johnny fucking kavanagh with some random ass girl?”

“omg johnny!”

“johnny’s random side quest hello?”

they weren’t all meant to be rude, but it was one of the reasons you posted johnny as little as you did. he was borderline famous for his rugby, so many people watched the video for him, disregarding you completely.

that part didn’t bother you as much as feeling like you were using johnny for views.

there were comments like that, that made you question yourself.

you knew well that you weren’t. you didn’t care about the views, but you wanted to show off your boyfriend. you even told johnny how you felt about it and he reassured you he knew.

but it still felt off.

there were other comments too, that made you smile.

“that girl is soooo pretty”

“i love when hot people date each other”

“who cares about a man, look at HER!”

johnny watched you read them, carefully paying attention to when the upsetting comments outweighed the good ones.

“y/n, come here.” johnny said, breaking the silence and taking you out of your self-deprecating thoughts. he motioned to his lap, to which you swung a leg over, straddling him.

you raised one brow, feigning nonchalance. like you weren’t upset moments ago. like having him so under you didn’t make you so comfortable and so excited at the same time.

“what?” you asked after he just stared at you for a solid minute, smiling.

he leaned forward, catching your lips in an all-too reassuring and firm kiss. “i love the shite out of you. you know that, right?”

you smiled and nodded, unable to speak or wipe the cheeky smile off of your face.

“you’re my forever boyfriend, johnny.”

he scoffed, “i’ll put a bleeding ring on ya eventually!” smoothing his hand over the small of your back, the other, a firm grip on your thigh.

you laughed, hiding your face in his neck.

you two sat there, happy and comfortable. he would give an occasional rub on your back, and you would kiss his neck in return.

nothing sexual, just purely content together.

“i love the shite out of you too, johnny.” you whispered, feeling your chest swell with love.