Rm 326 - late Friday night
Jun. 15th, 2007 09:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Johnny was laying on his bed and was suddenly smacked in the face with wisdom. And it kind of hurt
He totally freaking forgot his birthday. He was 17 now.
His birthday? Was Wednesday.
Sue didn't even call him. Ben didn't even call him. Reed didn't even call him.
He didn't even get a cupcake with a candle on it.
Or anything with glitter either.
"Maaan!"
(mostly just establishy but if anyone wants to poke their head in his room, his door is open. But gotta pretty much make it short and sweet as I won't be staying up too late tonight.)
He totally freaking forgot his birthday. He was 17 now.
His birthday? Was Wednesday.
Sue didn't even call him. Ben didn't even call him. Reed didn't even call him.
He didn't even get a cupcake with a candle on it.
Or anything with glitter either.
"Maaan!"
(mostly just establishy but if anyone wants to poke their head in his room, his door is open. But gotta pretty much make it short and sweet as I won't be staying up too late tonight.)
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Date: 2007-06-16 03:59 am (UTC)Johnny was paying attention. Too many phone calls dealing with certain topics had left him feeling a certain eagerness that was not quick to dispell just by laying on his bed and trying not to think about it.
"I totally forgot my birthday. It was Wednesday. Who the hell forgets their own birthday?" He sighed and laid back on his bed, tired actually. But yes, still wanting someone warm pressed against him.
"I got to be getting to bed, Ronan." Johnny cut his eyes over at him, his expression unreadable. Or was it?
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Date: 2007-06-16 04:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-16 04:15 am (UTC)He didn't either, he just scooted over on his bed which was an open invitation. He wasn't sure about it, but he didn't think, he acted on gut instinct.
(off to bed, you have full modding rights here to say what happened if anything. I won't be back until the 23rd! heee, vacation!)
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Date: 2007-06-16 04:24 am (UTC)He definitely wasn't going to be sleeping in his jeans, so he kicked off his shoes, shucked his shirt and pants, and pulled off his socks before getting into bed with Johnny. There wasn't going to be anything happening tonight except sleep -- unless Johnny started it
which, with Johnny-mun gone, would be rather difficult-- but sleeping with Johnny again?That was fine with Ronan. And maybe it could lead to a little something more. ... Or a lot something more.