(time skip to when they're like 12 or something)
Jonah's pov
"Adam."
"Y-yeah..?"
I grabbed his hand. "Ugh stop punching the walls!" I released his hand. He really wouldn't quit. It's been many years. "Sorry.." Adam shoved his hands into his pocket, probably ashamed of himself. "Whatever, just please, stop punching the walls!"
"I-I'll try."
"If you punch the wall one more time you're gay."
"Oh, you son of a bitc-"
"Love ya too bestie, so d'ya need bandages or anything?" (THE LOVE YOU TOO PART IS PLATONICALLY OK DONT MAKE IT WEIRD)
"Obviously."
Sighing, I took his hand and went to the garden. Luckily, I put a few medkit there. "Hold still," Adam winced as the alcohol entered his wounds, the raw, bloody wounds. It looked like it hurt, a lot. "Better?"
"Yep."
"Remember, punch a wall one more time and you're gay!"
"Aight." He chuckled softly, putting his hand in his pocket again. "I won't,"
"Promise that."
"Alright alright, promise!"
I might ask for ideas, maybe. Im a bit low on motivation.
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Till Death Do Us Part (The Mandela Catalogue AU)
FantasyBook cover by: @Introverted_Winter After Adam and Jonah die to alternates, they get reincarnated years after the alternate apocalypse was over, meet up and become friends again Cesar, Mark, Sarah, Evelin, Gabriel, Thatcher and Dave are in this to...
