Pope: What Do You Think Butterflies Taste Like?

*after the motorcycle incident*

Pope: Is the pain bad?

JJ: It's not that bad.

Pope: Don't lie to yourself.

JJ: I'm not lying to myself, i'm lying to you.

Pope: We should get you to a doctor for a check up immediately. What if it happens again, and there isn't anyone around to help you? What if it's congenital? Oh my God! Was it me? Did I hurt you?

JJ: …You realize any other person that made their partner pass out in bed would simply feel really proud of themselves, right?

Why JJPope would never last as a secret

John B: Hey, have you seen JJ?

Pope: I'M NOT SEEING JJ!

John B: What?

Pope: What?

JJ, in the distance: So much for playing it cool, Pope.

Pope, setting a laptop in his lap: laptop

Pope, setting the laptop on JJ’s lap: lapbottom

JJ: first of all, fuck you-

JJ: Did you know that male bees die after mating?

Pope: That's sad

JJ: Yeah, that's their whole life. Honey, Nut, Cheerio.

Pope: Get the fuck out

Pope , sweating: JJ, there’s something I need to ask you-

JJ: Finally! You’re proposing!

Pope : How’d you know?

JJ: Pope , you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner.

JJ: I even picked it up once.

Pope: Just a minute. I need to go take out the trash.


JJ: Oh. We're going out?


Pope: Wh...

JJ: is there a cactus where your heart should be?

Kiara: what’s up your ass this morning?

Pope, walking into the room and kissing JJ’s cheek: hey

Kiara: hm. Nevermind.

John b: *chokes*

JJ, very drunk: Daaamn, hottie, do you come here often?

Pope: We live together, JJ.

Pope: JJ, can you help me? All of my clothes keep disappearing for some reason. 
JJ, wearing a hoodie that's 5 times bigger than his size: Spooky.