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 Wylie hadn't really been thinking about going out and doing anything today. He wasn't feeling that interesting. In fact, he was hoping for a mellow day, which is what he should have thought of before he decided to dress in his all out punk outfit, completely with done up mohawk and Chuck Taylors. That wasn't an uncommon outfit for him, but on occasion he liked to look more normal, especially when all he wanted was a good cup of coffee.

And cue more things that made this outing not normal. As he turned away from the counter, picking up his coffee, he saw a very, very familiar face sitting in the corner. Without hesitation he walked over, pulled out the chair, spun it around and sat with his legs straddling it, the back of the chair in front of him. "Hey," he smiled that devilishly charming look.

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He waved off the cigarettes kindly. He only smoked when he was stressed and when he did it wasn't in front of anyone. It was a dead giveaway that he wasn't up to par at the moment. He accepted the kiss though, almost feeling weird about it, but knowing that deep down, he kind of wanted this. The stability, the understanding. Sure, it was scary, but mostly Wylie was used to being alone and on his own.

"I'm going to break your heart," he said honestly. Shit.. the honesty had started. "I'm 23 and I've seen more shit happen than anyone should. I'm going to break your heart."

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Johnny's smile faltered for just a second, but it didn't fade. His gaze stayed on Wylie even has he heard the school bell ring and all the kids run back inside - somewhere amongst them, his daughter. He let his cigarette dangle between his fingers as he stayed still.

"Isn't it still up to me whether I risk it, or not? I'm stupid enough to still want to try, Wylie," he told him softly.

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Wylie holds his gaze, not moving, not even flinching. He was in shock that he'd want to keep this going, want to try when Wylie knew that this wasn't going to be easy. He took a deep breath and nodded. "I'm not going to stop you," he answered finally.

[[ooc: I'll be back in an hour.]]

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They were alone in the street, and Johnny leaned over to kiss Wylie a little more deeply this time. He let the kiss linger for a moment before he rubbed his hand against Wylie's thigh comfortingly. "Whatever it is, you can tell me when you're ready. We'll find a way to cope. I'm just sorry that you have seen so much shit to just make you want to be alone. It's not fair on anyone."

[[ooc: No probs, catch you then!]]

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Wylie swallowed hard, trying to drown what was happening in his head. This man was willing to share part of himself with him, something like his daughter, and Wylie couldn't even explain what had happened to him that makes him such a bad candidate for anything remotely intimate. The kiss was nice, but not nearly as distracting as he may have needed. He didn't say anything. He didn't have anything he could think to say that would at all help with the situation.

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Johnny rubbed his hand over Wylie's back as he just watched him, and wondered what the hell he'd managed to shake loose in this young man to freak him out so much. He kissed his temple and flicked ash off the tip of the cigarette when he realised it was building up. "Come back to my place. Get back on a little more familiar ground. I'm sorry if I... I'm sorry."

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Wylie leaned into him. It was comforting, which was another thing he hadn't expected. Maybe he just didn't want to break Johnny's heart. Maybe he wanted to make it work and he knew that there wasn't a lot of hope for that. Maybe he was being a coward. He let out a gentle laugh, "You are apologizing when you have no idea what to even be sorry for. There's nothing. Don't worry about it." Code: there's something, it won't help if you know.

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"Yeah, well, pre-emptive apology," Johnny responded with a chuckle. He nudged Wylie's cheek with his nose before he kissed it and started to chuckle. "Don't make me pinch your nose like I do with Alice. It's about one of the few things that gets her out of a funk. That, and picking her up and holding her upside down."

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Wylie reached for his hand and smirked. He should have realized that Johnny was the cuddly, PDA type of person. He was pretty affectionate from the beginning. "You are adorable in daddy mode," Wylie teased right back. Wylie looked at him and grinned, kissing his lips briefly before tilting his head.