#burkhxrt

He figures he shouldn’t be SURPRISED that she just keeps droning on about her skin or make-up or some bullshit he’s really not interested in. Yet, there he sits beside her with an almost stunned expression on his face. John’s not sure what urged him to KISS her like that -- aside from maybe an attempt to shut her up? But the fact was that he did and she wasn’t even willing to really react to it. Honestly, it stings a little more with each passing second because he realizes he’s started to LIKE a chick he really, really shouldn’t -- he’s past whatever their agreement was weeks ago, it’s become more than that. John hates himself a little for getting into such a vulnerable position, it’s not something he DOES. “Not even gonna  mention what just happened? We both know I don’t need to hear any more about your goddamn pores.” His brows knit and he sits back, internally kicking himself for almost missing how her fingers felt on his neck for that split second.

                “----Yeah, sure he did. He let me walk                   right in, no questions asked.”

            ❝ — you too. ❞ he gazes downward at her, eyes lingering for what usually would’ve been too long for his comfort, but in that moment, he didn’t give a shit. it was storming, ‘ the rain song ’ was ironically playing, and he had the most BEAUTIFUL girl in his bed.

ok but you gotta understand that I LOVE jackie burkhart with all of my hart (see what I did there) and to see her come to life in your writing is such a blessing? but thank you so much! it’s good to know that I’m keeping consistency. :D

     She’s not afraid to show emotions and love is no exception. Whether it’s her friends or her significant others, she never fails to show how much she loves them. This goes for almost everyone but she enjoys giving kisses, kisses on the cheek, on the back of one’s hand, even on the lips. She doesn’t care. Kisses are nice. Pamela also has no problems with verbally saying how much she loves someone. Most of her phone calls end with her adding on a quick “Love you!” before hanging up. Finally, she shows her affections through gifts, handmade or bought though she prefers the former. It’s more meaningful that way. She likes making clothes for people and puts in all her effort to make it perfect for them. 

━ 👑╰ His memory failed him as he attempted at               recalling just when exactly he brought               ABBA to light as a conversation topic. Perhaps his drowsiness permitted him from recollecting anything.      Eyebrows drawn together in confusion and exhaustion      clouding in sapphire pools as they rose to meet chestnut      hues, blushed lips parted as he let go of a sigh that built      up in his chest before a Southern tinged baritone followed.   ❛ Sorry... ❜                      He paused.     ❛ ---but to be fair, I don’t think I ever brought         up  ABBA. ❜

  “ Aw, is the LITTLE PRINCESS afraid? Afraid she’ll have to BECOME a loser like her FRIENDS? You were STAINED with it the moment you decided to hang out with them, and there’s NO WAY to bleach it out “