Impractical Jokers Preferences (Currently Updating)

#1: You Both Act Like You Hate Each Other, But Secretly Like Each Other

Updated: 19/7/2018

Sal: "Oh God, not you again," you mumbled under your breath as the tall, dark haired man walked into the front door.

Sal looked up at you and rolled his eyes.

"Oh! It's just you (Y/N)!" he said sarcastically.

He smirked at you while he passed by.

You angrily stomped your foot and rushed past him and up to Brian, who was in his kitchen. Brian was having a small get together with a few close friends, and of course that meant having to see the moron who is called Sal Vulcano.

"You get to see him every day, Bri. Was it necessary to invite that idiot?" you complained to your best friend. Brian laughed and wiped his hands clean, then leaned against the counter.

"(Y/N), (Y/N), If you only knew what I knew," he sang in a taunting voice as he patted your cheek and walked out the kitchen. Confused you shook your head and shrugged off your friend's weirdness.

"Oh God, you know I was about to get something to eat but my appetite suddenly vanished," Sal said as he walked into the kitchen. You angrily stared at the male and huffed.

"There is plenty of food outside. You didn't have to come in here," you said and crossed your arms as he stayed silent.

"Well then, any excuse to pick on you," he retorted.

"You are a douche, Salvatore. Why can't you just leave me in peace all you do is ruin my day and make my li-"

Before you had a chance to even finish your ranting you abruptly stopped when you felt Sal place his lips against your own. You were shocked at first, and you even thought of pulling away but you opted not too when he cupped your face in his hands. Once you two pulled away you stared at Sal in awe and slight disbelief.

"You have no clue how long I've wanted to do that," he breathed out.

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Brian (Q): "You are rude, you have no table manners, and you aren't considerate! Honestly, (Y/N), it was as if you were brought up by barbarians!"

As soon as those last words left Brian's mouth, you gasped.

You were currently at an after party the Jokers were throwing. As usual, Brian had caught you doing something 'rude' as he would say and started calling you out.

Ever since you both met about a year ago, all you two did was bicker and try to insult each other. This time, he had gone too far. He basically called your parents animals.

"Wow, Brian, I always thought you were always a bit rude, but I would never stoop so low and insult someone's parents!" you said bitterly as you settled your drink down and walked away.

He didn't even deserve an 'excuse me'. By the time you had reached the side door of the building, walking through it for some fresh air, you were so livid that angry tears started pouring down your face.

You could handle the petty insults because Brian wasn't even that great at them but that last one was out of line. After you had calmed down and made sure your makeup was still intact, you went back inside.

"(Y/N). There you are. Listen, I-uh-I'm really sorry," Brian said as he frowned, he looked like a kicked puppy and you couldn't help but forgive him so easily.

However, you weren't so quick to voice it. You shook your head and swallowed the dry lump in your throat.

"Brian, I'm so sick of bickering. It's immature and I... I hate it," you mumbled as you looked at your shoes.