Krii7y oneshots //kryoz¡John X Smii7y¡Jaren//

Fake girlfriend

KRYOZ X SMII7Y
=> Its time for a party. A yearly party in the university that everyone must attend. Well most come as a couple and those who don't are heavily judged. Last year John had a girlfriend and Jaren ate a mixture of every food in his kitchen to get sick. The prior year to last year, both of them ate the kitchen combo. This year both of them were single and they were planning to go with the combo plan. Well it was until John had an encounter with his ex-girlfriend he broke up with 2 months prior to the party...

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"Jaren! jaren! Jaren! Jare! Smii7y! Smii7y! Smithers! Smithereens! Milk bag! Milk carton! Uh...uhmm...shit! Rotten milk! Cow milk! Donk-"

Usually Both of them drive back from uni together but since John's ex wanted to have a chat, Jaren took an uber without John's knowledge.
So, Jaren was hanging out in his room and heard his name being called out by a very faint voice to a loud familiar noise with a couple of thuds and some bumps.
John had been calling out for the annoyed from the front door. Jaren's mom just giggled as she saw John hurrying upstairs with the bag. She burst out into a whole laughter hearing the absurd nicknames given to her son.

"Dude can you just shut the fuck up!" Jaren spat in embarrassment filling him from his mother audibly laughing at the names.

Fine, Jaren..... Jaren. Smii7y. Smii7y! You fucking deaf doofus! Look at me when I am trying to speak to you or else I will drown you in donkey milk!"

Jaren's mother started wheezing out loud followed by a thud as she fell to the ground laughing hearing John's tantrum.

Jaren groaned and leaned back on his chair as he turned around.

"What is it..." Jaren mumbled dragging his hands down his face.

"You have been my greatest, most wonderful, the best donkey ever I have seen, handsome, beautiful, pretty as fuck best friend. You know that?"

"What do you want?" Jaren asked not amused.

"I need just 1, 1 teeny tiny favour from you." John stated with his point finger up, knees dropping to the floor infront of jaren and resting his other hand on jaren's knee.

"What is it peasant?"

"I need you to, when I say need I really mean NEED NEED you to help me out with this." Now both hands on jaren's knees.

"Alright dude is it that you want to give me a blow job cause thats how it looks like..." He said trying to tease but he himself blushing.

"If you insist-" John slowly spread Jaren's knees.

"Shut the fuck up you bitch! tell what you want you dumb fuck." Jaren close shut his leg looking like a tomato and rolling back on his wheelchair.

John chucked and began with his situation.

"Okay so, you know my ex called me to talk right?"
Jaren hummed as he folded his legs on the chair.

"So that bitch said she was going to the party with her boyfriend she cheated me on with and said that I was too much of a nerd to get a girlfriend and bet that I wouldn't go to the party cause I don't have a girlfriend."

"Where are you taking this John Keyes."

"Okay don't just call me by my full name like that Jaren Daniel Smith."

"Shut the fuck up, you want me to find you a fake girlfriend don't you?"

"Well....technically yeah...."