#johnny sinclair thoughts

toxic best friend! johnny who keeps you in his room, door locked, voice soft while he pulls you onto his lap and says he just wants to practice kissing again. he teaches you how to open your mouth for his tongue, how to suck on his lower lip until he groans, how to let him guide your hips so you grind down on his thigh without ever asking for more than you give.

toxic best friend! johnny who buys you lip gloss in flavors he likes, then smears it across your mouth with his thumb before kissing it off. he tells you you taste sweeter every time, that he’s the only one who gets to ruin that sweetness.

toxic best friend! johnny who gets quiet and mean when you mention hanging out with someone else. he tilts his head, pretty eyes narrowing, and murmurs that they won’t know how to kiss you right, won’t know you like to be held by the jaw. then he kisses your cheek, soft and possessive, and says you’re too sensitive for anyone but him.

toxic best friend! johnny who introduces you to his family as his best friend while his hand stays on your thigh under the table. he squeezes when you laugh too loud at someone else’s joke, then soothes it with his thumb, smiling like nothing happened

toxic best friend! johnny who keeps a hoodie of his in your bag so you always smell like him. he likes seeing you wear it, likes the way other people look and know without him saying a word.

toxic best friend! johnny who calls you sensitive when you get upset, then pulls you close and kisses your temple until you melt. he whispers that he’s the only one who knows how to handle you, the only one who should

toxic best friend! johnny who makes you watch him play tennis, then drags you into the locker room afterward, sweaty and grinning, pressing you against the wall for a deep, claiming kiss because he missed your mouth during the match.

toxic best friend! johnny who slowly fills your phone with photos of the two of you—his hand on your waist, his mouth on your neck, your swollen lips after he’s done teaching you. he wants you to look at them when you’re alone and remember who taught you everything.