RED
Me and Jay just stared at each other.
"Ask me a question dumb fuck" I demanded.
"Nigga why I gotta go first?!" his voice squeaked.
"Nigga what happened to ya deep ass voice" I held in my laugh.
"Ma fault" his normal voice returned.
"Thats better. Now u said to play da game meaning u gotta ask first" I shrugged.
"Igh. Who ya favorite OY member?" he got straight to the point.
"Nigga nun of y'all, Y'all sum pussies" I joked. He looked at me with a 😐 face.
"Alr I was kidding!!" I threw my hands up in defense.
"It's dudey." I said truthfully.
"Nah u cappin" he shook his head.
"On everything I love, DUDEY TOPS ALL Y'ALL NIGGAS WORDA BRO" I yelled.
"NIGGA HE AIN'T SHIT!! I'm supposed to be the favorite" he sounded hurt.
"WELP YA NOT" I shrugged again. He hit my arm.
"YOUR TURNN!! Who's ya favorite ebk member 🤔" I asked.
"Not you" he said immediately.
"You only sayin dat cs I hurt ya feelings be original" I rolled my eyes.
"Igh igh. It's you I guess" he huffed. I started smiling. Why tf am I smiling?...
"Deadass tho lemme ask u sum real questions" he cleared his throat and fixed his posture. This nigga boutta be the feds.
"1) What made u wanna be ebk" he sounded like a fucking reporter.
"Nigga wha" I was confused as to where this was going.
"ANSWER. THE. QUESTION." he clapped.
"Who tf- yo gun definitely got sparkles on it" I looked him up and down.
"I got the niggas on speed dial keep talking shit" he put his finger in my face. I pushed his hand away from me.
"My brother Nas is EBK, Tony EBK/DOA so I decided to be EBK and DOA. Get the best of both worlds 😜" I stuck my tongue out.
"Thats not a valid-" he spoke.
"NIGGA I HONESTLY HAVE NO CLUE WHY I'M EBK I WAS BORN INTO DS IDFK" I said truthfully. He started laughing.
"Igh mamas chill" he tapped my arm.
Butterflies filled my stomach. What is he doing to me bruh?
"You good mh?" he questioned as I lowkey zoned out.
"I'm good nigga. MY question for YOUUUU is what's ya favorite ice cream flavor" I really wanted to know. Because if he was js a plain vanilla guy I couldn't fuck wit him. Ts ain't all da hype!!
He raised a brow then proceeded to answer.
"Strawberry?" he didn't sound sure.
"Nigga why u questioning ya answer" I tilted my head.
"Cs nigga its a random ass question wtf" he started laughing.
"Lame ass Ice cream flavor by the way" I added.
"Yo what strawberry be hittin especially if u add sum caramel on top" he started rubbing his stomach as he said 'mmm'.
"Na bro if we talkin GOOD icecream then mint chocolate chip is ON TOP" I disagreed w him.
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Differences || Jayklickin
FanfictionNo amount of love can make two mismatched pieces fit together, except the kind so strong and deep that melds the two pieces where their imperfections are mended by each other, and at last they fit perfectly.