What did you Expect?

Jackie Chan

Jenny's POV
Just as he leaned in, I let go of his face and turned around flipping my ponytail. 1smirked and begun strutting away. I could hear him chuckle quietly before the sound of a familiar plastic bag being opened. My dear god that man had been a smoker for a long ass time. His lungs were probably just two pieces of fucking coal. But Han had a gun. Why in the actual fuck knuckles did mans have a fucking weapon in his possession. Did he even know how to use it and assure not blasting his own fucking nutsack thru the roof with the contraption laying in his pants.so fucking stupid. No that, that would really really be a shame. But come thinking twice, Han blowing his balls of would solve about 50% of my current ongoing issues. No more wanting to fuck him, him no more wanting to fuck me, no more Thanos ass looking hoes up in my face.

But then on the other side, no more eye-opening revolutionary sex, and no more free cars and putting Thanos looking plasticky stickmen in their place.
I realised we were still in the fucking school yard when Reikos arms grabbed my shoulders with more power than I would ever imagine that tiny body have. The bitch was going to make two sets of dotted bruises if she continued to grab me anymore now. "Jenny! What are you thinking. Do you want to die" she screamed in my face. Twinke, Sean and Neela walked up behind her, Sean gripping Neela with a stressed and possessive manner. Her hand was laying on top of his again and they both had a stressed look on their faces. Then I remembered Sean trying to literally fucking break and crawls his way thru the crowd. "Relax, he would never have made any actual damage with that butterknife. Looked like something you would make in arts and crafts or something" I said peeling Reikos arms of me. Han just stood there assessing the situation with a displeased look plastered on his face. Stupid fuck. Maybe blowing his fucking dick of would be good for him. Teach mans some respective behaviour. Morimotos Pikachu looking ass could never have made serious damage. i also bet my left lung that he would have stopped mid-air anyways. I was under a strong expression that he would not do anything before consulting the head of his table. He really was an actual pussy thru and thru.

"Yo Jenn, I'm sorry, I really am" Twinkie said rubbing his neck sending me a pair of big brown puppy eyes. His durag was loose and his basketball shirt was hanging of one shoulder. "Baby you have to beat his ass next time, he is actually like a head shorter than you and looks like a bleached parrot" I stated giving his shoulder a gentle pat. This managed to get Han's attention. He had been standing there with a bag of chips in his hand just observing, as usual. Fucking fatass. Both sweets and chips. Mans were not only catching diabetes, but also cardiovascular diseases and probably blood clots. "Its enough of these childish stunts" he stated looking sternly at Twinkie. His eyes met with the ground and Han had actually stopped eating. "what happened really, did he loose another car?" I asked trying to lighten the mood, that was currently as sad and depressing as my apartment. "Twink decided to sell him another good for nothi'n iPod" Sean said his thick Alabama accent as usual on full display. "Another, do you actually, for real for real, mean that the stupid shit fell for the same scam twice?" I couldn't help myself. I busted out laughing. "hey hey, my stuffs always top quality man" Twinkie said looking at Sean. "yeah right" he mumbled back grabbing Neela's hand.

"Could you take me back Jenny" Fillips voice suddenly sounded. "yeah yeah of course" I could feel the uneasy feeling filling my chest, spreading like a wildfire. He was having fun just a minute ago. Then again, the chemotherapy was draining, and he could be fine one moment and awful the next. "This is my brother Fillip by the way" I said introducing my brother to the group. Reiko and Earl were mostly just looking up at him in awe. Fillip was handsome even in a state of dickbiting cancer, and not to mention tall. He was about the same hight as Han. Reiko jumped at him, covering him with her arms. That girl really was a hugger. Twinkie and Sean bro-handshaked him, of course, that made me literally barf in my mouth. Han stuck his hand out shaking it just like he did mine the first time we met. Damn that man was a fine piece of meat. A flash of his abs suddenly crossed my mind making me almost lick my lips. "ill just drive Fillip back" I said, as we walked back to the car a warm hand grabbed my upper arm.

Han's POV
Fillip had to be a few years younger than Jenny by the looks of it. He was about as tall as me with the same facial features as his sister. The cancer looked like had taken a good toll on him, but perhaps more on Jenny. Not even two seconds after he had asked Jenny to take him back her perfectly tan face was drained of all colours. Her body were also beginning to show signs of the level of distress she was actually inn. Come to think of it he hadn't even seen her eat a full meal since she made the delicious Norwegian waffels. Now those he could grow old on. A memory of her in his kitchen cooking for him entered his mind again, and just that made all the blood in his body to travel to a certain place in his body, again. From the looks of it Jenny and Fillip had stopped by a Burger King on their way, but a barely touched burger laid in her seat and her cupholder were currently containing a small bag of fries. I threw a chip in my mouth and my fingers once again itched for a cigarette.

She began walking tiredly back to her car. without thinking I stretched my hand out and grabbed her upper arm. Her head immediately turned against me, and she raised a brow at me. The now familiar move made my hart beat just a bit faster. "be careful with sudden movements so you don't blow your moneymaker of" Jenny said holding in a laugh. What the hell did she mean by that. by the look on my face, she must have guessed that I didn't catch on what she meant. "Your cucumber, man parts, the part the weaker sex use to take a fucking twinkle. Shoving that gun in your pants like it was one of your models' hands, Diabetes, not smart". I let out a laugh. I hadn't told Jenny or anyone else about that part of my life. Sean and Neela knew, of course, Neela being with Takashi and Sean being my personal errands boy his first weeks in Tokyo. But Jenny worrying about my manly parts just proved that she had just as good of a time as I had had. "Sweets, don't worry about my man parts, I'll keep them sound and safe for you" I said smirking. "Shut up you self-entered Jackie Chan wanna be" she mumbled smiling, earning yet another smirk from me. "besides, you can always ask me or Sean from fucking the gun-capitol itself for help with pinning the safety on and of" Jenny said as she closed her car door, "I already told you I would keep your favourite thing in the entire world safe for you honey" I said giving her a wink. She would be back in bed with me screaming for my manly parts before she new.

Jenny's POV
Fucking prick. That was actually not my favourite thing about Han, that would be his abs, and hands, and hair and lips and fuck him anyway. Shallow ass motherfucker. The car ride with Fillip went rather quick and now I was currently outside the door to my crappy ass apartment. My first action upon entering was pouring myself a whiskey glass of Jagermeister. My go to drink. Gets you drunk in a second and saves your bladder from a thousand trips to the restroom. I poured the liquor down my throat and enjoyed the familiar burning sensation in the back of my throat. Jager was really God's gift to humans. Then I went to my absolute favourite drawer in the tiny kitchen and grabbed a fresh box of snus. Snus is a Scandinavian kind of disgusting, nasty and wonderful invention. Its these tiney pouches filled with micotine you place directly under your lips on your gums. After a few minutes the heavenly feeling of nicotin filled my body and I poured another glass of jager when I suddenly heard an engine stoppingoutside my door. Great. Now ill definitely end up in a truecrime podcast.