“Beat you down,” He replies, clearly being the true winner of the argument, though, he’s trying to configure why Jonathan said the last thing. Of course, Steve being EXTREMELY curious, he arches his brow, opening his mouth once more. “Why would I beat you off?”
Jonathan kept walking, his boots pressing heavily into the leaves with every step. He turned suddenly, a small smirk on the usually polite boys lips. “because i know you want to.”
“And why would I subject myself to that?” He goes, a slight look on his face, wondering where Jonathan was truly going with this. “Like I said, you aren’t my type.”