And you may ask yourself
How do I work this?
And you may ask yourself
Where is that large automobile?
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful house!
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful wife!
The night grew darker and more blurry as Ian had probably let Joji pour 15 tequilas into him gaining a few weird looks from some strangers and even the bartender. "Aaalright i'm cutting you off, you look like a fucking corpse." Joji stated making Ian laugh in response "Nah dude It's peachy." Ian slurred hiccuping which made Joji sigh realizing he fucked him up unintentionally which also meant he was gonna have to drag his drunk ass home to pass out on the carpet. Ian gripped onto Joji's dark coat with his nervous hands "George..I need to take a piss." Ian mumbled shoving his head into the half Asian's chest "Oh my god can't you hold it." Joji said slightly agitated "I can't you gave me like 67 drinks retard." Ian protested "you would be dead if i- never mind lets go." Joji sighed leaving money on the table and dragging Ian by holding him and bumped into a couple people as he made his way to the dingy bathroom. Joji walked into closing the door with one hand getting the idea no one else was in it noticing also the gross stains and graffiti on the stalls. "Ok please be quick there's like rats in here." Joji said letting go of Ian to get out his cigarette case putting one in his mouth "hmm I don't need to go now." Ian laughed turning around to Joji and pulling the cig out of his mouth crashed his own with his knocking him onto ground. Joji struggled a bit breaking the kiss a few times "This isn't- r-right your drunk.." Joji managed breathed out his head escalating with thoughts "I know you don't like me but I need to address my feelings." Ian said adjusting his glasses "I want you sooo.. bad." Ian confessed lowering his head to joji's chest "..Ian?" Joji responded gawking a bit from Ian's confession "I hate how you look at girls but.. I hate myself more for being such a stupid faggot." Ian whimpered as Joji felt wet tears form onto his shirt "God I'm so pathetic." Ian mumbled as his final response before the pressure of the alcohol overtook him enough to cause him to blackout on Joji's chest. Joji sat up from the gross floor pulling Ian over his shoulder holding him close "Please be a little stronger." Joji spoke to himself.
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Blurred Li_es (jojian)
Fanfiction(fluff and eventual smut) Friendship usually has a line but to two nancy retards that line is almost always blurred especially when intoxicated. It takes one loud mouthed Australian to get it through to their heads, which creates an anomaly of thing...
