Chapter Twelve

                                    

                                          
19:12pm, JFK's living room, Vincent
                          
I sat up quietly after fallen asleep halfway through the movie, it was dark and the tv was still on Netflix. It was asking if we were still watching I could feel myself chuckling faintly. I slipped a yawn as I felt something heavy fall onto my shoulder I glanced over noticing Kennedy's head on my shoulder as he was fast asleep. 
                          
He kind of looked cute despite him drooling over my shoulder, he was very peaceful as he slept and his hair looked like it was dishevelling.
                          
Small strands curving onto his head and curling round his cheeks as he quietly snored. It sent mixed emotions through-out my body and I couldn't help but smile though. 
He just looked cute.
                          
I sighed leaning my head on top of his fixing the blankets pulling them more on top of us.
                          
Gently snuggling into him collecting his warmth and sweet honey scent and after shave. I don't know whether I was still half asleep but John was more attractive than I usually thought, perhaps the dream from a few days ago was a sign. 
Maybe it wasn't.
                          
He was just a big cuddly teddy bear inside and out, I kind of loved that about him and his weird flirting if you can call it that. I don't even know if he's gay, he seems more of a ladies man than ever and he could just be messing with me. 
                          
But I liked to think he's not.
A ladies man that is.
                          
I hummed as he soon started to move with a faint groan, I felt myself panicking and shut my eyes in defence and pretend to sleep. Everything was now dark and I tried my best to stay limp and attempt to look like I was sleeping. I could feel my heart racing as he shuffled about the couch, it was quiet for a good minute till I heard him tittering to himself.
                          
There was soon the sound of a camera and John cursing along with a long silence and I could feel my heart pounding faster. 
Did he just take a picture of me?!
What was he gonna do with it?!
                          
My mind starting racing with unwanted thoughts and soon after a while I could soon feel his hand on my head gently curling my locks as he sighed longingly maybe with relief or boredom. I'll be honest it felt nice, I've felt it before in a dream but I wonder if it was actually him doing it instead.
                          
I relaxed into it, his touch, exhaling softly as he continued for a while, I felt like I was about to fall asleep again. The warmth and soft area was too much, I felt I had to get up and do something before I fall asleep and hopefully not give my mum another heart attack. 
                          
"Gogh..." John mumbled softly as he gently let go of my hair, I felt my stomach drop.
Did he know I was awake?
                          
"...yeah?" I muttered back with a gentle gulp as I heard him chuckle as he shifted slightly sitting up with a faint yawn. 
"Can we talk..?" He asked as I awkwardly shuffled sitting up as well glancing over at his half shone face, I sighed nodding crossing my legs as he done the same. 
                          
It was silent for a moment as I hope Kennedy was just gathering his thoughts.
                          
"I uh honestly don't know any other way to put this, so I'm just gonna get to the point." He stated making me very much anxious than I already was, I felt as if I was gonna shrink into a small ball.
"I think I like you...I like you so much and honestly not single day goes by without me thinking of you...I just..maybe...no I do...I love you....now I'm not sure if you're into guys or not but I just thought I should get that off my chest." John spoke his voice shaky and his eyes gazing off not daring to even look at me. 
                          
I could understand why I've felt the same in the past, to feel the fear and anxiety of asking out your crush.
It's terrifying and to especially ask them in person is nerve racking rather than doing over text. 
                          
I felt rather proud of him as of the same time I'm feeling fluttery and light and anxious all at the same time. 
                          
I could feel my body moving on it own, my arms reaching towards Johns hands gently grasping them as a smile made its way onto my face accompanied by a faint warm feeling in my cheeks. John slowly turned his head a little concernedly and nervous as my thumbs caressed his knuckles.
                          
"I've never had anyone say anything like that to me ever...and John...I'm happy you've said something to me about it...it means a lot" I smiled as he gently smiled back taking turn holding my hands, compared to mine his were huge. 
                          
"Tiny hands.." he muttered giggling as I frowned letting go shoving him annoyedly.
"Stop commenting on my hands and date me you jerk!" I huffed soon gasping releasing what I said blushing embarrassedly. John gazed at me wide eyes with a dumbfound expression as I gazed back horrified at my weird boldness.
                          
"I mean..if you say so" Kennedy smirked scooting a little closer towards me as I sat exhaling trying to calm myself. I could feel his pinky gently tapping the top of my hand and he soon enveloped them. I couldn't have felt anymore anxious than what I was feeling now.
                          
"May I kiss you?" He asked I didn't even know how to respond I just slowly nodded my head like I was in a state of shock or something. 
                          
He soon leaned in placing a hand on my cheek as I shut my eyes soon feeling contact of his lips onto mine. I felt tense but after a short while I slowly relaxed into it. He held me gently playing with my hair as he kissed me happily. 
                          
He pulled away after a bit chuckling faintly as I furrowed my brows confusedly.
"Your beard tickles!" He giggled as he grinned playfully while I felt my beard. 
"Don't worry about it, I like it! I like it!" He cooed peppering my cheek in kisses causing me to giggle.
                          
I tried pushing myself away from him as he continued leaning forward wrapping his arms round my waist as I squealed using my feet pushing on his chest. We continued this for a while till the lights abruptly flashed on and we were both frozen.
                          
My feet resting on Johns chest as his arms were still round my waist as he was left faced forward with a panicked pouty face as his dads stood in the doorway confused.