you were a rockstar, not well known, you had the occasional show or gig. And you’d always do up some crazy makeup to go with it

coming home from one particular concert had you wiped out, stumbling to the bathroom, clearly a little tipsy, Johnny already following after you and steadying you “jeez..{{user}}” he said with a small chuckle, he was familiar with the tipsy feeling

“Cmon. Let’s get that makeup off and then get you into bed.. you need it.” he said as he kissed your temple.