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There was something strange about a boy's bedroom. There was of course the smell* but more than that, the very atmosphere seemed to ooze Boy. And Johnny's room was no exception. Sprawled out across his bed, Coraline turned the page of the comic and rolled over so her head dangled precariously off one edge and her legs off the other. Sighing, Coraline kicked off her wellies with one foot and then wriggled about trying to make herself as comfortable as possible as she waited for Johnny to show up.

Because the thing about having a boyfriend, a boyfriend like Johnny that is, was to make things as unexpected as possible. Mostly because peril made him act very, terribly attractive but also because it was fun. So, she had planned to go on an adventure into dino territory with him to distract herself and also because fun but Johnny seemed to have a sixth sense about these things and always managed to make himself scarce. But he couldn't make himself scarce from his own bedroom, Coraline was very sure of that. So, she was waiting for him.

And waiting.

And waiting.

Coraline was waiting and bored. A deadly combination. She had already counted all the socks, found the pile of comics and read most of the very cool ones and she had written Johnny a love poem before tearing it up into tiny, tiny pieces so that he never read it*. And now she was waiting. And waiting. And waiting. And- oh, door.

"Hullo, did you know you have thirty three pairs of mismatched socks? Can you call them a pair if they're mismatched? Well, sixty six. I think some of them might be mine. I think you might have a sock monster, it's probably lurking under the bed." Coraline said, turning the page of the comic before looking up at Johnny with a smile. "Did you want to go on an adventure?"

*A lingering sort of smell that seemed to appear in any Teenage Boy's bedroom after a day of them inhabiting it. Even if the boy was clean and hygienic the smell still sort of appeared, a smell that indicated Boy and Teenage without actually having a discernible cause.

**Because not very many things rhyme with Johnny. And it was also very embarassing.

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There was a girl on Johnny's bed. Even if that girl was Coraline and even if they were technically dating it was still a strange and rather unsettling thing. It was his bed. He... Well, he slep there. And sometimes he ate there. And sometimes he had vague but generally very pleasant thoughts that he was assured were perfectly normal there. And Coraline was sitting on it.

"You counted my socks?"

Edited 2012-09-24 17:23 (UTC)

"I was bored," Coraline said as she looked upside down at Johnny, her hair dangling off the edge of the bed and onto the floor. Coraline did not adding that she had also counted all the doors and the windows and everything blue twice. Because that would probably seem weird even to Johnny who was by now used to her. "Some of them have holes in them and I hope the pink love heart ones are mine or else the clothes box is very cruel and unusual to you."

Coraline looked at Johnny, sighing before patting the bit of bed that she wasn't currently sprawled out on and indicating he should sit down seeing as this was his room and all. "And you're avoiding the question, do you want to go on an adventure? Yes or no? I don't mind."

"Umm... What sort of an adventure?" Johnny asked, sitting down awkwardly next to her. He had learned by then that it was best to get as much information as possible from Coraline before agreeing to anything, particularly if the word 'adventure' was included. A lot of the time their individual ideas of what that word meant could be very, very different. It also helped to distract her from his rather contentious relationship with the clothesbox.

Coraline smiled at the umm, her face lighting up a little at the word because no matter what rubbish the island threw at her Johnny Maxwell would always um and he'd always be her best friend. Even if she had to keep re-meeting him again and again. Maybe she'd meet Shari again, maybe Lucy would come back. That was a nice maybe.

Coraline reached out to touch Johnny's leg and then rolled over, wriggling up the bed before dropping her head onto his lap before he could protest. The trick with Johnny or maybe just with boys was to do the unexpected... and quickly.

"Hmmm, well... we could always go into Dino Territory." Coraline said as if that was the most obvious answer to where they should adventure. "Or I don't know the beach. We could fight the giant crabs that have invaded the South shore."

Coraline was lying on his bed with her head in his lap. Johnny froze, looking more panicked at that then at the idea of any adventure. The trick was to take deep breaths, to try not to turn too red, and to very distinctly not think about anything to do with sex. Being a fifteen year old boy, that last bit was more difficult than it had any right to be.

"Giant crabs have invaded the south shore?" Giant crabs had nothing to do with... that. Did they?

Coraline scrunched her face up in thoughtful consideration over the colour of Johnny's face before she was distracted by the question. Brushing her hair back Coraline nodded her head seriously.

"Yes, they tend to move about a bit. They're really red and really large," Coraline said, placing the comic book against her stomach as she thought about the adventure they could take. If they didn't go to Dino Territory. "Last year there was this one crab that got my football, it was pure evil and it needs to be defeated. And if they're not there we could always get ice cream."

"I suppose so," Johnny said, giving her suggestions the thought that he felt they deserved. It also kept him from thinking about... other things. "How will we know if the same crab's still there? Will it be carrying your football in one claw? Will it have a sign with 'I'm pure evil and need to be destroyed' on?"

"No, I imagine it will probably have a moustache though. A moustache and a French accent." Coraline said entirely seriously, reaching out to touch Johnny's knee absentmindedly and stroking it with her thumb as she considered Johnny's question. "Because clearly if it is villainous and a crab then it has to be French. It'd be nice if it did have a sign though, I mean someone gave a dinosaur a sign why not the Island's Most Dasterdly Crab."

"You could make one," Johnny said, watching her thumb on his knee and smiling a little through the awkward. It felt good. It felt good in a way that he really hoped wouldn't lead to kissing. Normally kissing would be good too, but a part of him felt certain that if it happened while on a bed then you were in another relationship level entirely. "Of course, it'd have to be waterproof."

"We could but where would we hang it from? I mean, I don't think it would carry it around like a handbag but I could be wrong, this is the Island after all." Coraline said, turning her head to press her cheek against Johnny's thigh. Pressing her lips thoughtfully together, Coraline murmured softly as she considered where she could put the sign. "I suppose we could try putting it around the evil, dastardly crab. You're going to help, right?"

"Of course I'm going to help." Johnny Maxwell was trying to ignore the way that Coraline's head was moving. He was trying very, very hard. Giant crabs were a good distraction, but perhaps not good enough. Desperate, he began doing multiplication tables in his head. As he was horrible at math at the best of times just trying to remember them was a fairly effective distraction.

"Good because I'm appointing you Chief Crab Catcher," Coraline said turning her head slightly to look up at Johnny with a smile before stretching out a little. Coraline reached for Johnny's hand and threading her fingers through his before tugging it over her side. That felt rather nice, comfortable and well... warm. She was even getting used to the boy smell. "Do you have anything to make a waterproof sign here? Or just a sign?"

It was very warm and very nice and very comfortable and if he wasn't very careful... Things might happen. Capitol letter Things. Possibly even italic Things.

"Nine times five is forty-seven?"

Johnny looked down at Coraline, realizing with a horrible sense of dread that he had just said his distraction technique out loud. He could feel his face already going red. "Umm..."

Edited 2012-09-26 00:28 (UTC)

Coraline smiled, tugging Johnny's hand close to her stomach as she thought about him and adventures and good things rather than the worry and hurt of everything that had happened recently. It was nice, being here with Johnny. It was definitely very- wait, what?

"No, it's forty five because it's a five times. They're only zero or five." Coraline said, looking at Johnny very confused. His cheeks were flushed, bright red. "Um, why are you doing the five times tables. You're terrible at maths. Am I that boring?"

"No! I mean, not really? It's just... Well, do you ever think that you absolutely have to think of something or else you might think about something else and that second something might possibly be the sort of something that lead to things?"

In some corner of his mind, Johnny was aware of the fact that he was rambling, badly, as his face turned an even deeper shade of red. But he couldn't stop it. All he could do was let his subconscious sit back as his mouth kept going blindly on.

"I mean, not necessarily bad things, but just Things. Things that are more complicated than normal things."

Edited 2012-09-27 02:43 (UTC)

Coraline did not want to sit up, she was quite comfortable and happy where she was but she thought that this might be a Talk. And Talks were things you couldn't really do with your boyfriend when you were sprawled out on him and his bed. Which was a shame because Johnny really was lovely to sprawl on, she was definitely going to encourage more sprawling in the future.

"Oh, you mean things like... Things." Coraline said, sighing as she forced herself to sit up. Placing one hand on Johnny's leg, Coraline shrugged her shoulders at the question before tugging his hand around her waist. She might not be able to sprawl on him but that was okay, right? She couldn't really tell anymore, he was too red. "I don't know, sometimes I do think about it but it's not like I mind the idea of complicated things. Not complicated things with you, I mean."

"Oh." Well, at least that was rather more encouraging, even if he wasn't sure just what it was encouraging. It was also about as far as he wanted the conversation to go honestly. "That's good, then, I suppose."

"Well, it would be a bit awkward if it wasn't good." Coraline said laughing a little before she nudged Johnny with her hip. Coraline smiled before ducking her head to kiss Johnny's flushed cheeks. She lingered for a moment before brushing a kiss against his lips quick and soft. "Just you know not complicated things yet. I think... is that alright?"

"Yeah. I think it's all right." Johnny nodded, the blush subsiding a little though the idea of Things possibly happening with Coraline someday in the future was enough to make his stomach go all weird. Was that a normal side effect?

"Okay, good." Coraline said, ducking her head a little as she blushed. Coraline kissed Johnny again, smiling as she did. Her fingers curled over his before she squeezed his hand and then stood up. She didn't really want to stand up, she really did like sprawling out with him but well, there was always tomorrow. And she might get him to blush less tomorrow. "Come on then, we've got waterproof signs to make for crabs and they don't make themselves. And then later I'll ask Bill if you can stay over."

She just added the last bit mostly to see his reaction.

"Wait. What?" She wanted him to stay over? She wanted to ask people if he could stay over? Why? Was she planning something? What happened to no complicated things? That certainly sounded complicated to him.

"You're really fun to tease, you know that? I was teasing Johnny," Coraline said grinning mischievously at Johnny before she bent down to kiss him. Coraline smiled brightly, rescuing her wellies from the floor before tugging them on with a little hop. "Besides if you did ever stay over do you really think I'd ask? And ask Bill? He'd just say no, sneaking would be much more fun than that."

Johnny nodded dumbly. There were times with Coraline when it was wiser to just shut up and let her get on with it and now was clearly one of them. If you just nodded and looked like you were paying attention most things tended to go all right in the end.

"Besides what's wrong with a sleepover? I have sleepovers all the time," Coraline said looking at Johnny and expecting an answer. And well, because it was also her job as girlfriend to tease Johnny and make him as um as possible. But in a good way. Possibly sometimes in too good an um way.

"Well, don't you think it's a bit umm... weird? Fifteen seems rather too old for sleepovers." It also seemed weird for other reasons, reasons that nothing short of cruel and unusual torture would make him divulge. Coraline probably could have gotten it out of him in fifteen minutes or less if she applied herself.

Edited 2012-09-30 02:55 (UTC)

"You're never too old for sleepovers, grown ups have them all the time." Coraline replied. Okay, so the sleepovers that grown ups had were slightly different and probably involved a lot less clothing than Coraline had in mind but well, it was practically the same. Almost. "And how else do you do a movie marathon if you don't have a sleepover. Wait... why do you think it's weird?"

"I don't know..." He was on the spot now, scratching awkwardly at the back of his neck and trying not to panic and say something incredibly stupid. "It just sort of is."

"Don't be silly Johnny it's not weird," Coraline said, eyes narrowing suspiciously as he scratched his neck. Coraline only saw that when he was feeling awkward or being weird about something. "Why would it be weird? You're my best friend, why wouldn't you sleep over?"

"I don't know," he repeated miserably. He already knew that Coraline wouldn't stop. It was all just a matter of how long he could hold out.

"So, then if you can't tell me why it's weird then you'll have to sleepover." Coraline said simply, looking at Johnny curiously before taking a step closer to him. Coraline pressed her lips together, considering her method of torture before she took his hand. "You know you can tell me, you can tell me anything."

Johnny nodded, looking down at her hand. It was only mildly easier than looking at her face. "I know. It's just... Well, I think it's something... Well, it's one of those... It's a ...sex... thing probably."

It would have been so much easier to say if his voice hadn't gone all weird and squeaky when he came to the actual word.

Edited 2012-10-02 20:49 (UTC)

"Oh... really? With me?" Coraline asked looking at Johnny curiously. They might have been thinking about things but well, Johnny had never really said sex before. That was new. And she wasn't quite sure how having a sleepover with your boyfriend led to sex but maybe it did. "Have you seen my pyjamas they're not very... well, they have baby ducks on them Johnny. I'm pretty sure you can't have um... sex when you wear baby duck pyjamas. I think it's a rule. Besides all I want to do is watch movies and sprawl out on... with you and stay up late. That's it."

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