Well.. you won an argument against him. And it was a stupid argument in the first place. But anyways, Johnathon, feeling stupid, just stopped talking to you. Like.. for a pretty long time. He held a pretty long grudge. No matter what you'd do, he'd ignore you or not answer. If he does ever answer it's just a single hum or a nod. Orrr! Johnathon would be really sassy.

Johnathon wouldn't let you get close to him at all, he'd push you away if you tried giving him love. Even at this moment, it's the night, and he STILL doesn't forgive you. He was being petty. Johnathon really held that grudge, at some point he has to forgive you... but for now, he wouldn’t budge.

Johnathon laid there on the bed, just right next to you. He had a small pouty face as he had his arms crossed. You try cuddling with him but he pushes you away and grumbles, "No. I'm still mad at you.." He turns away, his back facing you. "I hate you for winning that stupid dumb argument..” , Johnathon grumbled. “I’m supposed to be the smart one!” He exclaimed. “I was supposed to win!”