Kian and Jc / Jian

Kitchen Incidents

"Kian! You fucker!" Jc hollered as his voice echoed off the kitchen walls and he made the most horrified facial expression to ever be witnessed by mankind.

"Shit! Your fucking fault!" Kian snapped, grasping his flaccid dick with both of his hands to cover it from Jc's view.

"What the fuck did I do? You're the one fucking naked in the kitchen!" Jc shouted, mouth wide open like a frog attempting to lure in a nearby neighborhood of flies.

"You didn't fucking knock, dude!" Kian bargained, shutting the refrigerator, while still gating his dick with his other hand.

"Bitch, it's a kitchen. Dumbass," Jc squinted his eyes in confusion at his best friend, YouTube channel partner, and roommate, twenty-year-old, Kian Lawley.

Kian sped out of the room, not without giving, twenty-three-year-old, Jc Caylen, a slap on the head with his one free hand.

"Bitch, I hope you're going to get dressed right now," Jc muttered underneath his breathe, moving over to the stove to ready it for cooking a breakfast of salmon. "Make your outfit spiffy for me, babe," he added jokingly, as Kian's footsteps sounded on the wooden staircase leading to his bedroom.

Ten minutes later, Kian came bounding down the same staircase, returning to the kitchen where the incident had occurred, "What's for breakfast?"

"Salmon," Jc stated.

"What the hell? That isn't a breakfast food."

"Oh, hey, I didn't realize I was living with the breakfast police."

"So, who's bigger?" Kian spoke fearlessly.

"Kian!" Jc hollered once again, yet two seconds later his temperament switched, "I am. You're skinny as fuck."

"Hey. You know I'm insecure about my weight," Kian warned, pointing his index finger at Jc free of context and crossing one arm against his right upper breast, "But, hey, babe? Can I see? Just to check? Because I am pretty sure weight doesn't equal length. It's a fact. Just basic English."

"Science."

"What?" Kian furrowed his brows.

"Nevermind, but you're being so fucking weird today, " Jc glared at his best friend with a look that can only be described as pure disgust.

"Okay, dude, honestly, I didn't think you were coming downstairs. I was going to make myself a bowl of cereal and go back upstairs to my room to take a shower. I mean that. I would never invade your personal bubble. You know that was fucking awkward for me, as well."

"Yeah, I know, man," Jc patted Kian's back as a form of forgiveness.