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JOHNNY KAVANAGH SFW A - Z ALPHABET
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A ৻ꪆ Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
beyond affectionate, you never ever have to even consider questioning if this boy truly loves you or not, he doesnt even allow the question to manifest; thats how loudly in love he is.
he shows you this by constantly keeping you close, placing slow, tender kisses upon your skin within conversation or simple quiet moments. his arms always loop around you, or fingers gently caressing your skin. always innocent, always affectionate.
his tone is always soft & sweet with you, lacking any usual gruffness he’d have with gibsie or the rest of the lads.
very verbal, too. always checking in, expressing how gorgeous you look, what you do to him, always showcasing via words that youre the centre of his world.
B ৻ꪆ Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
it was never simply a friendship with johnny, no matter what he told himself, or vice versa.
perhaps hed told himself over & over the pair of you were “just friends”, hed plea the case of being too caught up & busy with rugby, hed simply never have the time for a relationship. but he knew it was an excuse, a poor one at that.
he never saw you as just a friend, the stolen glances were anything but friendly, filled with awe at best, concern & care at worst. you were his from the moment you two laid eyes upon each other, proclaiming you as his y/n, though was easy to shrug it off if the others brought it up.
keyword, shrug it off. never denied it.
because, of course he couldnt even consider denying something that was so painfully true. it was easy to tell within the way he looked at you, the way your presence alone distracted him from practice or rugby games themselves, something he was known for never being distracted within, despite the circumstances.
he’d slip up consistently, always dropping flirty comments, flirty nicknames, accidentally, like they were made to flow from his lips for you.
though again, hed never conceal it, or claim it was an accident of sorts. all youd get was a shy smirk, maybe a glance out the window at the most vague.
C ৻ꪆ Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)
your head softly tucked underneath his chin, directly pressed against his chest as his arms wrap around you like a protective vice, safe & out of harms way within his hold.
he’s firm when he holds you, not rough or harmful, but enough to feel his presence, enough for you to consistently have a physical reminder that he was there, and for as long as he was there, you were safe & secure.
D ꪆ Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
once he’s with you, he’s set on you for life, no take backs.
he’s quite clean, a step behind a neat/clean freak. everything is placed specifically & tidy, any spills or drops of any form of liquid or otherwise is immediately cleaned up the second its dropped.
cooking is. well. a hit & miss. an omlette? scrambled eggs? chicken? boiled vegetables? its all good, anything protein based is hammered down to a tee. perhaps lacking any seasoning or flavour, especially if its cutting season, but its not bad, per say. just… decent.
though on your birthday for example, if he were to attempt to bake you a cake? itd come out lumpy & undercooked no matter how long it was within the oven for.
( the option for E was Ending, that is absolutely not applicable with johnny kavanagh because that boy would never leave you, period! )
F ৻ꪆ Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)
absolutely, no doubt about it. he’s not the pickiest with how many kids he wants, he just knows after being an only child he’d definitely want more than one. though, its really up to you within his eyes, as many as youre willing to have with him.
& when, timing is everything for him. he’d prefer to start a family after his career has taken off, after basking within the fame & craziness for a while, when things feel a lot calmer & he has more of a career to stand on.
G ৻ꪆ Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)
when receiving gifts, its almost as if the boy could cry from the thought alone.
no matter how big or small, he adores it entirely. he keeps the item forever, even if its a simple wrapper from a candy, it stays put with him for life.
giving gifts, he’s rather sheepish about it, a stark contrast from the usually all round confident lad. he’s more of a, “saw this and thought youd like it” kind of gift giver, though he often remembers small things mentioned within passing in conversations, those same things appear on the middle of your bed, hanging within your closet, or sneaked into your desk within a soft shrug days later.
H ৻ꪆ Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)
always. point, blank, period.
walking the halls of tommen, seated within biddies casually holding hands underneath the table, leading you to god knows where, intertwined hands seated upon his or your lap as he drives.
he always needs your touch. his favourite gentle kinds of movement reign within hand holding,
I ৻ꪆ Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)
injury or death, johnny couldnt seem to tell the difference.
a nervous wreck, really. no matter if it were a minor cut from carelessly chopping some fruit, or a proper broken arm, he would freak out just the same.
treating you more delicate than prior, if that was somehow possible. constant care, concern, watching, eavesdropping. he’s always there, beside you, behind you, gently cupping onto some form of your skin as if youd shatter & break any given moment.
youre genuinely not allowed to touch or lift a single thing when he’s around, no matter where the injury was located.
something involving your legs or feet? you stay right where you are, he’ll bring the world to you if he has too.
your hands/arms? he’ll open that jar, lift that pen, or move that blanket over you, and dont you dare even consider doing so yourself, an overreaction is probable.
J ৻ꪆ Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
he doesnt necessarily get jealous, per say. he knows his worth, its never an insecurity based things or anything of the sorts.
though he’s certainly protective, the second he sees a guy lingering around you for too long, saying something that had seemed to make you uncomfortable he’s right by your side, calling them out within no shame when needed. perhaps even when unneeded.
K ৻ꪆ Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)
slow, deep, smooth & tender.
he definitely has his moments in which he shows you how desperate he is for you, how much he needed your touch. though his normalcy is slow kisses of pure affection & emotion, he loves taking his time with you, kissing you like it was the only thing that mattered.
his hands cup your cheek, on one side, or either, sometimes the back of your head to pull you gently closer, other times his hands tangle upon your waist, hauling you closer himself.
even his small kisses reign slow & lingering, his temple kisses linger for a beat too long, his knuckle kisses the same sense.
L ৻ꪆ ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?
its very random, not necessarily planned within the slightest, not creating a set moment in which it was supposed to happen, not formulating a certain verbal letter in which he wanted to confess with.
it just, well, comes out.
i imagine something along the lines of him perhaps driving you home, though youd always found him taking detours to mcdonalds or other places, even if it was simply for a drink. it felt like he was doing it to prolong the time hed spent with you, though it wasnt fully clear.
your simply sitting within the passenger side, taking a sip of the drink youd ordered with your meal, eyes glancing out of the car, watching the rain carelessly flow onto passers by.
his eyes were glued onto you within awe. they always were.
“y’so beautiful, d’ya know that?”
he practically whispers, loud enough for you to catch over the gentle splay of rain.
it was safe to say it caught you out of your daze.
you blink a couple times as you meet his expression, attempting to figure out if youd heard him correctly or were simply imagining such things.
“always thought y’ were unbelievable, ever since i saw ya’, really”
he proceeds, confirming your thoughts without releasing.
then it seems to go on from there, confession after confession falling out of those perfect lips, ending in the inevitable kiss in which left your food long forgotten.
M ৻ꪆ Melt (what do you do that makes them melt?)
soft kisses absolutely wreck the boy. wether theyre on his temple as you toy with his hair, on his lightly bruised knuckles as you sit within biddies, or the plea of popcorn kisses you litter upon his face after a small disagreement, they leave his heart fluttery & mind mush with affection
N ৻ꪆ Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)
losing you, or you getting hurt or injured within any senses. the thought of something happening to you while he isnt around or there to protect you makes him sick to his stomach
O ৻ꪆ n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?
obvious is an understatement.
the main give aways are far from vague, especially to the people who know him best.
during rugby practice or games, if youre anywhere even remotely near his eyes will constantly drift back to you, sometimes missing key parts of the game because of it.
his concentration isnt as good as it usually is, period. he often drifts off into deep thought about you, eyes all dreamy & concentrated, heavily. even within the most unnecessary times.
his head always twitches towards a conversation the second he hears your name, often immediately involving himself, or standing close enough to hear each & every word.
P ৻ꪆ Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)
baby is the main contender, so much so that its almost as if he’d forgotten your name entirely, replacing it with baby instead.
sweet girl is a second one, this ones usually used in times of comfort, maybe when youre not feeling the best within some shape or form.
Q ৻ꪆ Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)
honestly? he’s simply just happy if youre by his side. you could be doing nothing together, or the strangest side-quests and hed be just as happy within either scenario.
R ৻ꪆ Rhythm (what song reminds them of you?)
( not using songs featured in the books !!! )
and i love her, (the beatles or kurt cobains cover)
i believe in a thing called love, the darkness
S ৻ꪆ Secrets (how open are they with you?)
super open, he tells you everything from the most minor details, (what he ate today, the 40572 different sentences that left gibsies mouth at practice, the way he felt during the last maths test. everything).
though, he’s definitely more prone to keep things to himself if he was worried of concerning you. things like his injuries, things that bella wilkinson or other snakes had said out of pure jealousy. he only keeps such things to himself for three reasons, one being the fact that he hates the idea of worrying you a fraction, even if it’s something thats more than worrying. the second being he doesnt want to concern himself (like the injury, downplaying the severity so he can get on with life how he usually would), or simply because he doesnt want outside drama or opinions to have the option to hurt you, he wants to protect you from such things.
T ৻ꪆ Time (how long did it take you to get together?)
a few months, only due to the inevitable phase of denial in which johnny put himself through. though the second the delusion wore off, he was quick to drop his defences & make you his girl, officially
U ৻ꪆ Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)
the most caring boy known to man kind. the world immediately stops around you the second he sees your eyes drift off, your lip tremble, those pretty eyes glass over. no matter who hes talking too, what he’s doing, you instantly become his man focus.
again, somehow he manages to grow more gentle than usual. his touches grow cautious, not within a negative sense, though concerned to push you too far, yet needing to show you he was here & comfort you if needed.
a lot of reassurance, cooed words of concern & gentle reminders to breathe, that hes right there, everythings okay, etc.
youd had a seemingly terrible day, one of those obnoxious time frames in which everything seemed to go oppositely wrong within all the worst ways.
to start the day off, the breakfast youd planned the night prior had ran out, then your hair seemingly wasnt cooperating with you even slightly. your socks were mismatched due to the otherone disappearing, and the cherry ontop of the morning was being only a minute late for the bus, watching it drive away without a care in the world.
the actual day at school was worse. much worse. you had homework due that you somehow werent aware of, the work felt much harder than usual; all of your pens had leaked within your pencil case. it was a mess of a day.
now, though, you were at your boyfriend johnnys home, the weight of the day still weighing off of your shoulders, though easing ever so lightly as you lay upon johnnys chest, watching him game within weary, tired eyes.
though within a shaky breath he drops the controller, seemingly pausing the game moments prior, gently manoeuvring the fallen locks out of your face to press a gentle kiss onto your temple, slow & lingering, like he knew you needed it.
“i needa take a quick piss, baby. ill be back before ya’ know it”
he whispers within tha notorious dublin husk, pressing one last kiss onto your skin before darting towards said bathroom, long legs working as fast as they usually would.
and for some reason? the first moment of silence is what seems to break you.
the tears fall quickly, the bottled up emotions of the day outpouring all at once. maybe it was because you felt safe enough to do so, or maybe it was due to this moment being the first one spent alone all day. you couldnt tell, all you knew was each tear fell as fast as the last.
johnny comes back within a record time, almost as if he subconsciously sensed something was wrong.
i mean, he knew his girl like the back of his hand.
his expression drops the second his eyes surrender along your tearstruck expression, eyes immediately wavering within concern.
he mutters underneath his breath, motioning towards you within pure haste, gently kneeling infront of you within a slow caution.
“hey, hey. whats wrong, baby? whats got my girl all teary?”
he gently whispers as one hand finds your knee, large palm gently caressing the skin within slow, tender back & forth circles, all while the other simultaneously cups your jawline, directing your weary gaze into his own.
the sight makes his heart clench almost immediately, the silence following only solidifying.
he whispers, sitting himself back onto the couch, pulling you against his broad frame within one swift motion, arms looping around you within a protective vice.
“a bad day, hm? knew somethin’ was off the second y’walked through the door, sweet girl”
he then proceeds to cradle the back of your hair, hands caressing your silky locks as he presses gentle kisses of affection onto each space possible.
V ৻ꪆ alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?
you are undoubtedly number one in his life.
above rugby, above everything. if it came to the crunch, he’d give up everything in a heartbeat for you. he’d much rather be by your side for life than anything else. if he’s got you, thats all that matters
W ৻ꪆ Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)
you fighting? he’d be conflicting. he’d be proud as punch of you for standing up for yourself, all wide grin and proclaiming his proud stance. though, he’d also be the type to worry relentlessly, not wanting you to get hurt, wether thats mentally or physically.
and he would absolutely fight for you. no doubt about it.
johnny is notoriously loyal, and no matter what he’ll stand by your side, defending you until the sun goes down.
he’s never the type to simply “let it go”, no matter how small or minor, youre his girl, and he’s certainly gonna stand up for his girl.
X ৻ꪆ X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)
he knows you like the back of his hand. all it takes is one small twitch, a second of a change of tone, or maybe you used a different word than what you usually would. all he knows is its different, and he’s far too well versed within you to not understand what was going on, good or bad
Y ৻ꪆ earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?
how will he cope? in simple terms, he doesnt.
he whines. an absolute grump to anyone around him, so much so that the people around him had learnt far too quickly that he was a grump for the simple reason of missing you.
i mean, when youre all he can seem to talk about in such times its hard not to put two & two together.
constantly walking around with a frown, an edge, shoulders slumped like the world was about to end. and to him? god it felt like it truly was.
Z ৻ꪆ Zen (what makes them feel calm?)
there is absolutely nothing in the world this boy adores more than when you thread your hands through his hair. he could be buzzing off of an intense match, but the second your hands meet those dark locks he transforms into a sleepy puppy of sorts, eyes immediately fluttering shut within a shaky sigh, at best a soft groan. he nuzzles into your touch, humming a gentle, murmured “mmm, don’ stop, baby” when he feels your movements grow ever so lightly lazy, wanting to prolong the affection for as long as possible.
