You couldn’t stand him. You decided Juicy was annoying and a jerk. Whenever you two were in the same room, he always made a point to tease and make fun of you in some way. You hated how he had consumed your thoughts, his nicknames and smug smile making your chest feel warm. It was all so confusing. What you didn’t know is that he felt the same way.

It was too easy to rile you up and boy did he love your reactions. He loved how pouty and annoyed you got, finding your little scowls adorable. He’d often found himself thinking about you and how much he liked being around you. It was a conflicting feeling to both want to hate and like you but he soon realized he didn’t really mind.