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Stupid Cupid | JOHNLOCK |

- g r e a s e r l o c k   a u -  

Shezza Holmes leaned backwards in his chair, tempted to put his feet up on the table. But he could see the waitress right nearby and was sick of getting yelled at for doing that. Or for smoking. Oh, that waitress hated smoking.

Moriarty, on the other hand, didn't care about the rules. He knew that if anyone challenged him he could challenge them right back. The thing was, he would always win. Even as a high school student, he was one of the most powerful guys around the area.

"Hey, Shezza!" Moriarty called out to his friend, removing the cigarette from between his lips. "Isn't that Johnny Boy down over by the jukebox?"

Shezz peered over to see that Moriarty was right. Indeed, Johnny Watson was messing around with the jukebox, changing the song. Soon the sound of "Stupid Cupid" filled the air and he began bobbing his head to the beat of the music. He was too shy to dance, but the music ended up moving him anyways.

"Why don't you head down there and talk to your Sophie?" Moriarty snickered. "I see that look as you cast an eyeball over towards him."

"Hey, nosebleed," Shezza sighed. "Lay off, would ya?"

"I'm not judging," Moriarty said, raising up his hands in the air. "Just saying, Shez."

Shezza stared over towards his friend for a moment, and then shook his head. No matter what the other greasers said, he couldn't help but be attracted towards Johnny. It was just the way he was. The thing was, he would always try to play it off as cool.

He hopped out of his seat, immediately pushing his hands into his pockets. He only took one out for a moment in order to push back his hair. Shezza was fixing himself without even consciously thinking about it.

"What's buzzin', cuzzin'?" Shezza asked once he was in front of Johnny.

"Oh," Johnny said, turning around to see him. "Hello, Sherlock."

"Ah, Johnny, how many times to do I have to tell ya? My handle's Shezza."

"Sorry," Johnny replied, shutting his eyes. "I keep on forgetting."

"Don't worry about it too much," Shezza said, realizing that he had been causing Johnny a bit of pain. "So...this is a pretty cool song, isn't it?"

"I sure like it," Johnny said, shrugging. He refused to meet Shezza's eyes, instead directing his gaze down towards the ground. "Too bad I can't sing that high."

"You could sing that high if you tried!" Shezza pushed. "I mean, just listen to me!" He cleared his throat in order to make his typically low voice into a high pitched one to hit the girl's notes.

"I can't do my homework and I can't think straight," Shezza squeaked in his excuse for singing. "I meet 'im every morning 'bout a half past eight! I'm acting like a lovesick fool, he's even got my carrying his books to school!"

As the chorus came on, Johnny joined in with him.

"Hey, hey, set me free. Stupid cupid, stop picking on me!"

Immediately afterwards, Johnny clenched his mouth shut and looked back towards the ground again.

"See, what did I tell ya?" Shezza asked.

"That was fun," Johnny agreed. "Very fun. Well...see you around sometime."

"Ah, are you leaving already?" said Shezza. "Don't be a pooper, we were just getting started!"

"Really?"

Shezza lowered down his voice as he said, "Yeah, really. Come on, Johnny."

As Johnny followed Shezza back to his table, the song was starting to come to a close. Although he didn't open up his mouth to sing, he still hummed along. He couldn't just help but think about how it related to the current situation.

You've got me jumping like a crazy clown

And I don't feature what you're putting down

Since I kissed his lovin' lips of wine

The thing that bothers me is that I like it fine

Hey, hey, set me free

Stupid cupid, stop picking on me!

A/N This is so short...but I don't care, because it's Greaserlock, and it was a good exercise for getting that together for the first time. You see, this song fits Johnlock (and Greaserlock) very well, and I also know it...it was almost my audition song. I could've written more...but I didn't. 

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