SING - Johnny x reader - Why won't he? / It's in plain sight

(Pt. 1) I got my eyes on you

Shrugging internally in a laid back manner the ape assured himself he'd probably not missed all that much and kept on smiling, satisfied with himself for today's practice session.

"Oh, and Johnny, don't forget to oil that stool of yours- The creaking is unbearable!", the short koala dramatically remarked as a side note on his way backstage, already so deep in thought about other organizational business again he did not even turn around to check with the singer.

"You got it, Mr. Moon!", called Johnny over at him as he too left the stage, not quite sure if Buster had caught that the way he was mumbling to himself pacing up the stairs to his office.

Chuckling a little at the occasional dopiness of his boss the mountain gorilla wheeled his piano back to its rightful place behind the scenes.

With the deed done he plopped himself down on one of the vacant chairs, swinging his (in your opinion far too flattering) leather jacket from his broad shoulders onto the plastic back rest to cool down from the stage heat and took a long sip from his forsaken water bottle.

"Not bad, big guy~", you cooed, leaning onto the wooden handrail of the stairs Buster had just vanished atop.

Eyebrows rising in both momentary perplexity and the follow-up mirth, Johnny coolly spun on his chair to seize your eyes, a cheery smirk erupting on his lips.

"Oh, yeah, thanks", he replied in a nonchalant nature, a light shrug and shut eyes, almost as if the fantastic show he had delivered on stage previously was no big deal whatsoever and he had an ego the size of Nana Noodleman's villa. You knew however that your dorky monkey friend just played along with the tone your teasing approbation had set.

Cracking an eye open at you you couldn't help a hearty laugh at your friend's dottiness.

He really did go out of his way occasionally just to humor you.

And it got you everytime.

Infected by your laughter Johnny proceeded to join in grinning widely and you made your way over to him.

"Seriously though, you were amazing, once again", you commended earnestly, eyes fixed on him with a tender smile and motioned to sit down on the chair's rim next to your friend, to which he immediately obliged.

"Heh, thanks", he half muttered, brushing his palm over his nape.

With a sudden pang of jittery butterflies in his stomach Johnny's eyes fled to the side, a detail you were oblivious to as you lost yourself in your own thoughts. Your body loosened with your back against his shoulder, effectively provoking the bubble of comfortably sizzling shivers to burst within him.

Oh, geez.

What was he, 14?

Distrait and slightly bewildered the gorilla curled his slender fingers around the chair's ledge and waited for something.

In the meantime you sat there, eyes appreciatively closed as you drifted among your stream of thoughts and relished the soothing moment of calm you shared when a sudden memory came back to you and you could barely contain the playful grin that instantaneously washed over your features like a tidal wave.

"Hey, Johnny", you intercepted his nettling fluster, devilish friskiness swinging in your voice,

"So, did you get that skateboard of yours fixed yet?"

His eyebrows furrowed in response, at a loss for a second, before he recalled what you were getting at and he cringed visibly.