[ Entirely unlike every other time Ghost has touched him, this one is surprising. Not in a bad way, certainly not, but Johnny hadn't exactly expected the motion at all. Even as he holds his breath, his grin only grows sharper. The grip he has on whatever is near his hands at the moment is probably just a touch too tight and only noticed when Ghost's own hand begins to slip away.
He wants to grab that hand and keep it there, but he doesn't. Then he thinks to swipe it off the steering wheel or wherever it's at and put it back, but he still doesn't. Maybe it's because a part of him likes Simon being in charge, something that's probably not a big secret between them given their ranks. Or maybe it's because he's just as nervous as he is excited. After all, he doesn't remember what Simon likes, what he wants. He tells himself that this is just a learning opportunity, a little side adventure that they'll both enjoy until their usual path is found again. But that doesn't change how he doesn't want to remind Ghost of who he isn't anymore.
Thoughts like that are stupid, he admits. Besides, Ghost is still more than apparently into him. So, what is he worrying about again? ]
I'm a man of my word, Simon.
[ And he is, very much so. His grin stays sharp while he purrs through every syllable. Nerves or not, he wouldn't be the man he is if he ever let a little anxiety stop him.
So, being a little menace, his own hand reaches over and very innocently tucks a couple of fingers into the pocket of Ghost's jeans. And just. Stays there. Super innocent. Extremely not distracting in any way. His dumb smirk is no proof of anything. ]
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He wants to grab that hand and keep it there, but he doesn't. Then he thinks to swipe it off the steering wheel or wherever it's at and put it back, but he still doesn't. Maybe it's because a part of him likes Simon being in charge, something that's probably not a big secret between them given their ranks. Or maybe it's because he's just as nervous as he is excited. After all, he doesn't remember what Simon likes, what he wants. He tells himself that this is just a learning opportunity, a little side adventure that they'll both enjoy until their usual path is found again. But that doesn't change how he doesn't want to remind Ghost of who he isn't anymore.
Thoughts like that are stupid, he admits. Besides, Ghost is still more than apparently into him. So, what is he worrying about again? ]
I'm a man of my word, Simon.
[ And he is, very much so. His grin stays sharp while he purrs through every syllable. Nerves or not, he wouldn't be the man he is if he ever let a little anxiety stop him.
So, being a little menace, his own hand reaches over and very innocently tucks a couple of fingers into the pocket of Ghost's jeans. And just. Stays there. Super innocent. Extremely not distracting in any way. His dumb smirk is no proof of anything. ]