JJ's head fell back and he closed his eyes. He sighed, deeply, relaxing his muscles in his arms ass much as he possibly could. Now he was frustrated. It had been so long and then this. Initially, he thought it was just a joke when Yuri sat down to eat popcorn, watch TV.

But after a few minutes.

It wasn't funny anymore. His arm muscles tensed and he tugged hard, rattling the headboard against the wall (sorry, Otabek). JJ was an impatient creature, and he wanted this so badly that he wasn't wanting to wait.

He started to throw some French curse words into the air. Not all directed at Yuri, necessarily, but certainly he needed to air his frustrations. "Vas te faire encule - Yuri," he said. (Fuck you - it was the most direct way to convey his feelings at the moment.)