I decided to restart this so that's why it's taking so long and you know, I'm ill and I'm not sure if the beta reader thing was a good idea but here you go! Also the next chapter will be me explaining why it takes me so long to update.

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"_____... _____. _____! Pay attention to me. Hey, _____ look! I'm a flying sock!"
"Good for you John." John's shoulders slump and he jumps next to you on the couch. He huffs dramatically and glances at you before repeating his dramatic huff. Glancing at you again, he groans when he sees your eyes staying glued to your phone screen. He rolls his eyes and gets up to grab a drink of lemonade.

When you finally look up from your screen you see that it is dark outside and John is softly snoring next to you. The thought of putting a blanket over him crosses your mind, but not before you take a quick picture of him and send it to Dave. You can practically see him struggling not to laugh when he sees the picture.

John has his torso on the couch and his legs on the coffee table in front of him while his ass is dangling between them, not to mention it looks like he's purposely sticking it out. His empty lemonade glass has been knocked over by his foot and his glasses are askew. You snort a little but get a fluffy cover and put it over him and kiss his forehead.
"Night sock boy." You whisper and ninja sneak out of the room.

As you go through the doorway, John peeks at you and fist bumps thin air. A little school girl blush is dusted over his cheeks.

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I know this is short, sorry, I don't have much of a will to write right now.
Word Count: 314