johnny’s never been allowed to keep the baby on his own. his nephew, franklin, is home with him, and you’re around too. you’re always around lately, it seems. you’re reed’s right hand woman, and you practically live in the guest room now. johnnys got a massive crush on you, but he knows you’re off limits. but it’s just the two of you home, you’re in your bedroom, and the baby’s crying… he’s got a good excuse. he knocks on your door, and when you open it it’s clear you’ve been working on something, your hair up and giant glasses on, instead of your usual polished appearance. “he won’t stop crying, you think you could help?” he asks with a crooked smile, holding up the baby.