Was That too Rude?

Home. (Chapter Three)

You nodded as you started to head to the passenger seat. He followed shortly as he watched your hips sway side to side. He had to admit, you were fairly attractive. He found you as a new friend, though and he wasn't one to have a sex with a girl for no reason other than to have sex. He shook his head of his thoughts as he walked over to the drivers side, soon hopping into the shady car. He placed his key into the hole, pulling into the side to hear the motor hum. He looked over at you as you slowly got adjusted, letting a yawn and closing your eyes as some Drake played through the speakers in the car. You laughed slightly and looked over at him, the eye contact awkward. "Fuck boy, much?" You questioned. You really wanted to ask why he wanted to know your dreams, but you held it in. It's jut a simple question that you weren't gonna really hold offense to, but you were curious. But he seemed mysterious in what he does, so you didn't question. "Of course," He winked in the darkness as the only thing that was light was the console in the middle reading the track playing in bland, bold letters. He started to back up, until you asked something.
"George, why were you dressed so oddly?"
Joji looked over at you and stopped the car, you still forgetting he prefers Joji over George. You coughed under your breath and shrugged your shoulders, gripping onto your thigh uncomfortably. You looked over, his eyes made you feel as if you were the center of attention, which you never enjoyed feeling. He soon opened his mouth, the sounds of saliva against his lips clashing open and falling apart. He soon answered, clearing his throat before though, as if he was uncomfortable about the question.
Joji's  mind was racing with excuses. He had no idea why he cared so much on what you'd think about his infamous YouTube channel, but after what you said on Leafy, he grew scared. "All I'm saying is, I wouldn't date a YouTuber nor be friends with one. Calvin looks like he never goes out, plus all of them are fake. Well, not really for Calvin."  He cleared his throat as those words played through his mind. He was fearful for no reason. He's never felt very fearful over stuff like this, he usually never cared on how people felt. But you were just someone he's felt like if he fucks up, he's fucked. He played with his hair as the only thing to be heard through out was the shifts of your legs against each other and the rapping of Drake. It made you both uneasy in your own ways. He soon came up with something. "To be a dick, so I can show my children what not to be when they come into the world." Joji wanted to fucking punch himself after those words ran out his mouth like a bandit with money. He soon cleared his throat and looked away, back to the window that showed the city in front of him, city lights blaring in both you and Joji's windows, making the light slightly lighted now, Joji now finally getting out of the parking lot. "It's stupid." You looked over and put your hand on his thigh, making him a bit uncomfortable, but also to look at you. He muttered your name under his breath as you smiled. "Nah, Joji." You finally remembered his nickname that was running blank across your mind for several minutes. "Who ever has your kids will be lucky that a twenty year old thought so early about their children." He laughed, nodding slightly and then silence passed through. It wasn't full of tension or silly romantic feelings from two brand new lovers. No, it was just a nice silence that both of you could appreciate. He soon started to speak as the car ran down the blank road, the street lights looking like a friendly light to sore eyes. "Look, wanna get Burger King? I'm hella hungry and hella tired, it might be nice to have a pit stop..?" You thought to yourself that you both just started to fucking drive, why would you stop now? But you just shrugged it off and laughed as an indication of a yes. He said a sweet, made an illegal u-turn, and sped down the road to find a empty Burger King to rest at. You laid back as the speed sometimes accelerated you forward, having to hold yourself down because you're too cool for a seat belt. He continued to drive ramped until the lights of a Burger King made him pull a turn into the dark parking lot that had cars scattered. He pulled into a empty parking spot and stopped the car, sitting there. He looked into the vast as you realized your hand never left the thigh of Joji, who seemed to forget it was there till you pulled it away and set it on your own, making him roll his eyes and open the car door, light seeping through as he turned in the car seat, his feet landing one by one as he soon stood. He turned and his feet traveled to your door. He opened the door, holding the handle as he bowed, rolling his open hand out and having his arm straight out as if you were royalty. "Here is the finest establishment to ever see, totally never had a dead rat crawl into a sandwich." He made that funny, low raspy voice as he said. "Love me some good ol' rats in my mouth, boy." You couldn't help but laugh at the comment as you started to get out of the car, dusting off your dress as of course you forgot your clothes. So in this moment, fine reader, choose what you would do. A) Have crippling depression and grow up to be nothing but a triggered feminazi. B) Rip off your dress and smash your mouth against Joji and say in a seductive tone, "L O L, wanna smash?" or C) Get the noose. Answers in, my lovely readers? Nah, your answer doesn't matter. Just like state exams, I'm just using you for more money. HA, political and educational joke, guys. You, didn't do any of these options. You would actually have saved yourself if you did. No, you screamed, fell down on your knees, and groaned. You also had some tears stumble down your face and pass your chin. This caused Joji's muscles to tense and slightly freak out. "You ok?" He questioned, his voice calm but on the inside he was a bit hasty. You just continued to be crippled and hold yourself down to the ground. You soon muttered out a, "Everything I own is gone and now my clothes probably are too. I hate this fucking dress, now I have to wear it," You rambled as he gulped, soon taking off his shirt and looking in his trunk for some old boxers from him moving as you say there, puffy eyed and delirious. He pulled down his trunk once he found the specific material and threw the two at you, make you off guard at first but then you realized what it was. You looked at him, realizing how sweet of a guy he was as he soon muttered, looking away with his eyes down. "Put that on and we'll eat."  You nodded, running in as he followed behind you. He trailed to the counter to get the probably dead-people-incarnated-into-a-nugget -thing, as you ran into the woman's room. You threw the dress that grew rather itchy and uncomfortable, across the room as you didn't very much care what happened to it, not even caring if Betsy would yell at you till you were in your grave stone. You threw on the oversized dress shirt and the airy boxers as you felt a new woman, running out of the Burger King's fine restroom into the beautiful scenery of fast foodary. You looked around as you took in the tan lights and the booths that were red, and the ball pit in the corner that probably has blood on the balls. You soon saw the Asian boy you were looking for sit down and plop a shitty food tray down with two burgers. You sludged over to him, all the energy that you gained ran off into the wind when you were, as now you were tired. You soon reached him, thanking him over and over. He held up a hand and passed you a burger, already ingesting his. He watched you slowly take a bite, as he followed, but his were huge and he swallowed it down pretty fast. You took your time, will he just wanted it down his throat the faster, the better. Sounds like a gay porno. You soon noticed him drift off, hitting the back of his neck softly against the plastic booth as you finished your sandwich. This made you laugh, noticing that he was actually exhausted. You didn't mind though, as you started to be whisked away into the night, black seeping through your line of vision. You fell on the window gently as you whispered 'Home.' under your breath, going off into your own fake reality.

A/N: I hope this part was cute, I really have been antsy to make something cute but I meant it's gotta be shuttle they just met lol. Please tell me some feedback tho haha?? Sorry it was short as well, I have stuff to do. No update tomorrow either. Sorry!