john and you had been hooking up for quite a while now. he wanted you to keep it a secret though, for he could not be seen sleeping with the weird girl, could he?

and he was kind of a dick, when the two of you actually did hookup. he’d call you names like ‘whale legs’, after realising you were insecure of your legs, and much more. yet for some reason you never stopped. and neither did he.

he was pulling your shorts down as the two of you made out in his bed, and he gripped your thighs teasingly, speaking against your lips. “okay whale legs.” he mocked, knowing you were insecure.