Wylie might have had the height, but Johnny had a little more bulk than he did. He wasn't going to back down. He growled in frustration before grabbing Wylie by the back of the neck. "So don't fucking walk out, and stop trying to get me to fucking kick you out! I don't want you to leave. I never fucking wanted you to leave, so I'm not gonna start now." He kissed Wylie roughly, harshly as he tried to make him understand through action rather than words since the argument apparently wasn't getting them anywhere. "I don't care how you love me, just that you do. If we can change that, then good... So much the better. But I'm willing to take the time, and I'm willing to try."