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

(Pt. 1) I got my eyes on you

And you loved that you were the one who could tickle these exact reactions out of him.

Shaking in your exuberant hilarity you shifted around to meet you best friend's sulky, sourpussed gaze and nearly lost your gradually regaining composure once more.

He looked like a kid whose lollipop you had just swiped right under his nose.

You were absolutely euphoric.

"Oh, Johnny boy, you should be thankful Nana didn't have you play her cleaning maid for two weeks to repay the scare you gave her", you howled, holding your aching middle, "Be glad the old lady didn't have a real heart attack with your skateboard flying right by her head- Poor Eddie nearly fainted at the sight-"

Again you surrendered yourself to another stream of giggles that had you doubling over.

Johnny however was not so delighted.

Whilst you were cracking up next to him he was attempting to jab you with those chocolate orbs of his to the best of his ability, lips squeezed in a tight glower, slowly coming to be riled up and just about done with your unforgiving badinage.

Riled up enough to get a grip on his confidence and hit back properly.

Of course he knew this was all the usual fun and games between you two and would never hold it against you later but that didn't mean he wouldn't take his own stand against you - and give it everything he's got.

"Psh-", he sneered, mien suddenly adapting newfound poised, bold vibes, his eyes lidded and smirk charismatic, "I wasn't all that worried, charmed my way right outta there, I did!"

That cocky reply actually got you yielding for a moment.

Blinking at the gorilla's unforseen brash counter the amused tears pricking the corners of your eyes quickly dried out and you recovered from your initial surprise not a second later.

Oh, so that's the game he was gonna play, hm? Well, you could play it just as well!

Vying smirk racing the overjoyed crinkles to your eyes in your amusement you shot him a look he caught and for the blink of an eye you swore he looked like a deer in the headlights confronted with that expression of yours.

"Oh? You and charming?", you mocked, albeit you knew first-hand that Johnny was irrefutably, unrejectably charming (not that you'd ever give him that credit) and planted the give-me-a-break stare on him, eyebrows drawn up high, launching yourself off the chair's edge, twirling around to stand right in front of your best friend.

"P-lease! You're a walking, talking dork by nature- it's in your genes, it's not your fault-", you shrugged, jeeringly assuring him nobody cast the blame for his lack of allure on him, lifting one of your brows cheekily, "- don't try to act all cool now, big boy, you can't fool me~"

"Oh yeah? You haven't got a clue how charming I can be, trust me on that, luv ~", fired Johnny right back without thinking twice.

He regretted it instantly.

While your mind did not regard it in particular, Johnny's head went from his already hurried, rash thinking straight into utter chaos like the most awkward car crash, stripped of every bit of wit and reason within a split second, effectively wiping all emotion from his features.

His brain basically flatlined on him leaving behind a gaping void and a disastrous load of embarrassment that came surging at breakneck speed to fill the vacuum that was his head.

And he had no means to fight it.

Puny and widely open he watched himself derailing.

Lord, help him.