Fight Over Love (Jahvie Fanfic) [*HOLD ON*]

Why Cant We Get Anything Right

---Hey guys what's up? I got bored and pissed off cause I lost my book which had an autographed ticket from my first BOTDF concert in it, but then I found it but my little brother ruined it:(------------------------------------------------------------- Anyways, enjoy the chapter.----------------

Dahvies ::POV::

~The Next Morning~

I woke up with a cold shoulder, Jayy wasn't next to me. I sat up and looked around the bedroom, checking to see if he fell onto the floor but he wasn't there, neither was his clothes.

I began to get worried, 'maybe he's mad at me about last night, oh god I hope he didn't leave again. I'd be so lost without him.'

I caught a whiff of the most wonderful smell in the world..."PANCAKES", I yelled loud enough for the neighbors to hear. Making my mouth water with hunger, I got up from my bed and threw some boxers on from last night and a pair of black slippers.

I raced downstairs almost tripping and falling down every step, I jumped the last two steps and hit the ground hard causing me to almost fall over.

I ran to the kitchen with the wonderful smell filling my nose even more. I ran onto the slippery tiled floor causing me to slip and fall hitting my head against one of the chairs. "Son of a bitch", I yelled. I looked up to see Jayy standing right In front of me only in his boxers with a plate full of chocolate pancakes, laughing at me.

I rubbed the front of my head feeling a small bump that would probably turn into a brooze. I grabbed the table and helped myself up, "your lucky, if you wouldn't of made those pancakes for me, you'd be in a neck hold right now", I said smiling and throwing my slippers into the living room so I didn't slip again.

I walked to the cupboard and got out two plates and two forks for me and Jayy and sat them on the table. I grabbed the syrup out of the fridge and sat down in front of Jayy. I grabbed my fork and stabbed it in the middle of the pancake tray, grabbing atleast three of them. I doused them in syrup and shoved my face with one, feeling the sticky syrup run down my chin dripping onto my plate.

I felt Jayys stair lingering to my face, he started to laugh at me but then choked on his pancake. I tried as hard as I could not to laugh, I almost spit out my food but managed to keep it in my mouth. We ate in silence for the rest of breakfast, buy the time we were done it was close to 11:00a.m.

Jayy got up and grabbed both of our plates and threw them in the sink. "thanks Jayy-bear", I said wiping my mouth off with a napkin.

He smiled and headed to the living room, "wait Jayy", I said stumbling out of my chair. He turned around watching me foolishly fall, a smile creeping across his face causing me to blush. I finally reached him, staring into his beautiful eyes. "You needed something", Jayy said running his fingers lightly across my chest, I similes and reached my hand to his hair pulling out a small peice of pancake. "How the hell did that get there", Jayy questioned running his hands threw his hair a couple of times.

I smiled still staring into his eyes, I ran my fingers across his cheek and kissed him lightly on his lips, feeling the stubs of his unshaved mustache tickle my face. I wrapped my hands around his neck not breaking the connection, but he pulled away making me alittle sad. "I'm gonna get a shower and shave my face". He grabbed my hands and pulled them away from his neck, slowly backing out of the kitchen and into the living room. "Don't you dare think about shaving your handsome mustache", I said pointing my finger at his face giving him a serious but funny look.

He turned around and headed up to his room. 'Damn Jayy, your so fucking sexy in your boxers, your ass is just perfect', I thought to myself.

I walked into the living room and sat on the couch, I grabbed the TV remote and turned on Spongebob. This is one shows that I could literally watch all day. After a couple of shows I couldn't focus anymore, all I could smell was the stench of my body, I can't stand going one day without a shower. I threw the remote beside me and heading up to my room to get a shower.