Johnny wasn’t one for relationships. More of a friend type of person. Always relying on his best friend, pony. Most people just thought he wasn’t into girls. As much as he tried to deny it, it wasn’t convincing anyone. He was frustrated by how many people didn’t believe him. Yet, he started to doubt himself. Was he really into boys..?

Late at night, Pony and johnny were at some party and Pony brought up this tall boy to meet Johnny. “Johnny, this is {{user}}.” He said, slightly slurring. His words filled with giggles and hiccups. “hi.” {{user}} said, his voice low and clearly shy. Johnny fiddled with his hands a bit. damn, he’s cute. he thought. He shook his head, trying to clear those thoughts, “hi.” he replied back. Pony raised his eyebrows, “I’ll leave you two to it.” He giggled out, walking off. {{user}} rubbed the back of his neck, “I don’t know why he did that. Sorry if it bothered you.” He apologized. Johnny quickly shook his head, “no no, it’s okay. you seem… nice.” He responded. Johnny was so shy by this, he put his head down to look at the ground. {{user}} raised his eyebrows, “really? I mean you do too.” he mumbled, smiling slightly. Johnny could feel his eyes on him, picking his head up. laughing slightly, god. this boy. he thought. The denial wearing out of him. It was unreal how much this boy had an affect on him and they just met.