Perfection

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 2

So now me and Sam were following Jean through his huge house. It was quite hard in the beginning because there were still a bunch of people but it got less as we finally reached the stairs.
We went upstairs and came to a new floor. When we were walking through the hallway  I noticed that there were no more people and the music wasn't that loud anymore.
But the whole time I couldn't take my eyes of Jean.

As I was walking behind him, I had a beautiful view at his muscular back. But I preferred to keep staring at a special zone that really grew up.

His apple ass.

Goddamnit combinated with his long legs it seemed so perfect.

Suddenly I felt a light flash at the corner of my eye.
I turned to the side were I thought the light flash came from and saw Sam holding her phone to the direction where I was looking before.

She was really taking pictures of Jean's juicy apple ass with her camera flashlight on.

At this point I was quite happy because it seemed like Jean didn't notice it and I knew that Sam would send me the pictures later.
Exactly at this moment Jean stopped and turned around, but Sam was an intelligence beast.

As soon as Jean was looking at us she pretended to take selfies with a random plant that was standing around.

Jean looked a bit questionable when he saw her but did not dare to say anything.
„Um- so- we are here now.", he finally said.
And we were actually standing in front of a closed door that Jean was about to open, but before he did we heard someone scream behind the still closed door.

„UUUUAAHHHHHHHHHH SHIT EREN. THAT BITCH IS ABOUT TO FLY."

„FUCK ARMIN DON'T MOVE. GIMME THE CHAIR, NOW!!"

Immediately Jean almost kicked in the door so that we could see what the fuck was going on.

Well.

I just saw two men in neon Bikinis screaming for their life.

One of them, with a green Bikini, stood on the bedside table and the other one, that wore an orange Bikini, on a shelf.

„HERE, NOW KILL IT.", the one in the orange Bikini screamed and threw a chair. He had blonde short hair, that was styled in an undercut.

„GODDAMNIT, ARMIN!!! WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU THROWING AT!?", the one in green screamed while he was trying to catch the chair even if it was absolutely impossible. He had brown hair that seemed to be long, because it was styled in a messy bun.

The two of them still didn't notice us, until Jean started to yell at them:

„WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?!"

„JEAN, WATCH OUT THAT MOTHERFUCKER IS ABOUT TO FLY.", the Bikini-boy in green warned him while he was pointing at something.

I tried to figure out what it was and realized that it was a cockroach. Unfortunately I only realized it when the nasty thing was already flying at Jean.

I've never heard such a high-pitched sceam.

„UAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIII", Jean screamed while he turned around and ran to me.

He hid behind me and I just saw the cockroach flying straight to me.

At this moment I remembered that I also don't like cockroaches.

„UUUUUUAHAHHHH STOP HIDDING YOUR FAT ASS BEHIND ME. FUUUUUU-"

*batsch*

Before the cockroach reached my face it was killed by Sam.