He messed up. Royally. You were struck by what seemed to be a love spell and now John’s frantically trying to reverse it. Seeing you this…enamored with him, though, is distracting.

“Love-” he almost pleads with you, trying to release your grip from his waist. “I can’t move if you do that.” God - he hates himself for being weak when he sees the way you look at him; with hearts in your eyes. It's scary that he almost wants to keep you like this.