Mocking-Jude: a Jonnor fanfic by its-war-paint
Connor looked nervous as he swung open the door and let Jude in. “Hey Jude,” he said, breathing heavy.
“What’s wrong?” Jude asked him.
“Nothing! Why do you think something’s wrong?”
“Cause you’re like…sweating?” Jude said, reaching out and touching Connor’s flushed face.
“Nuh uh! No I’m not!” Connor said too forcefully, ducking away from Jude’s hand. A timer went off in the kitchen. “Shit!” Connor shouted, practically leaping over his dog, bruno, and rushing into the kitchen. Jude followed him.
“Seriously dude, what is wrong?” he asked.
“I said nothing! Look!” Connor was leaning over then oven. He spun around, and Jude saw he was holding a pan with cookies on it. On closer inspection, Jude saw they were all decorated like little board games. Candy land, checkers, chutes and ladders, the game of life…all painted onto little cookie shapes.
“These are super cute, Con! What are they?” he asked, picking up the Candy Land one and taking a bite.
“They’re hunger games,” Connor replied. “Get it?”
Jude tried not to spit out the bite of cookie as he burst into laughter. “Connor, you’re so dumb!”
“I thought…I thought they were cool…you said they were cute,” Connor said, obviously hurt. Oh, shoot, Jude thought. He forgot that Connor very often didn’t get his sarcasm, and his sad voice always melted Jude’s heart into a billion little pieces.
“Oh, Con, I’m just kidding, I’m being sarcastic. I’m flirting with you, actually. This is adorable.” He leaned in and hugged Connor, who smiled against his shoulder.
“Oh. I’m glad you like them.” Connor said. Then he pulled away from Jude. “Look!” He ran into the living room. Why was he running everywhere today? Jude slowly followed him. “I made us t-shirts.” He helped up a white t-shirt, crudely painted with fabric paint. A messy mockingjay was on the one he held, and on the back, it read: Mocking-Jude. The other one said The Connor Games. Jude wanted to laugh again, but he knew it would make Connor self conscious. And besides, it warmed his heart so much to see all of the effort his boyfriend had put into making their Hunger Games premiere date a good one. Jude reached forward.
“I love it. So much,” he said, slipping it on over the shirt he was already wearing. “You’re so adorable, Connor.”
“Thanks,” Connor muttered. “I mean, I try. I try quite hard, actually.”
“you don’t need to,” Jude said, reaching over and running a hand through Connor’s pretty golden hair. “But I like that you do.” He took the hand from Connor’s hair and slid it into his hand. “Come on, Mama’s waiting for us. This is gonna be an awesome movie.”