Larry Johnson - Stare
• I feel like Larry would be very polite and respectful as an s/o, he’d never do anything to make you uncomfortable, he’d know all of the little things that bother you, and he would always put you first. He’d mess around here and there, but never took it far. He’s a good guy and it shows.
• But he just can’t keep his eyes off you. No matter how hard he tries, he gets lost in your figure all the time. In public, alone, even in pictures, he starts by look at your face, and then works his eyes down.
• Not on purpose of course, he wants to listen to every word you say, all of the time, it’s just… your body…
• You’d do something like snap to get his attention, or say, “My eyes are up here, Larry.” He’d go back to looking at your face, but it’s always just a matter of time before his eyes wander down
• I picture a scenario where the reader would be hanging with the group, Larry lounging on a chair and staring as usual. You’d stand and pass Larry to go grab a water (or whatever), and lift his chin so that he would be meet your face. “Eyes, Larry.” You’d shift your hand and lightly pinch his cheek before passing by fully. As the others would snicker and then continue the conversation, Larry would be replaying the moment in his head, over and over. Maybe it was the casualness of it that affected him so, or the look in your eyes, or maybe even the way your hand glided over his skin. He thought about it, not even realizing where his eyes had fixated upon once more.
