12: pepsi

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jc groaned as he walked into the house. "fuck everyone!" he yelled.

kian rushed down the stairs. "jc, we have to film," he said, before he stopped walking. "what the hell happened to you?" he asked, trying not to laugh.

jc crossed his arms in anger. "i was chillin' with chelsey, when suddenly she gets all upset. i'm like, 'babe, what's wrong?' she goes, 'are you gay?' so-"

kian held his hand up to stop jc from talking. "is there an end to this story?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

jc stomped his foot, "yes!" he yelled. he trudged over to the steps and explained himself as he walked with kian trailing behind. "i told her that sexuality didn't matter. she gets all pissed off, like i just offended her or something," he unlocks his room door and went inside.

"i asked her what was wrong, right?" he asked as he threw his shirt onto the floor. "and she says, 'i know you have a thing for your best friend,' at this point, i'm just confused," jc dropped his pants to the ground and turned to look at kian.

"she goes, 'i can't believe you led me on this long!' then, she throws her drink at me, drenching me in pepsi," he shook his head and went over to his bathroom.

kian followed him inside and watched as jc started the shower. the water loudly hit the tile, making kian realize that jc was about to take a shower.

before he could leave, jc yanked his underwear down and stepped into the shower. "seriously, pepsi? i start yelling and she starts crying!" jc yelled, glancing at kian. "people started calling me a bad person. then, a random lady throws her drink on me. you'll never guess what it was," he started to wash his body.

kian bit his lip, "pep-"

jc cut him off. "pepsi!" he shouted. he fully turned to kian, naked and soapy. kian eyes raked down jc's body and he gulped. "i'm done with her," he said.

"cool.. i should go," kian nervously chuckled as he backed up.

"i'm not done," jc said, before kian could leave. "as i'm leaving, she's just yelling about how inconsiderate i am. she said she was going to expose me," jc closed his eyes as he started to wash his hair. "i didn't even hear the rest of what she said, since i got in my car and left."

kian stepped closer, "yeah, i would've too. she had no right to do that," he said. jc stepped under the water as he washed the shampoo out of his hair. kian gulped as the water ran down jc's body.

why was he still in the bathroom?

"exactly, dude," jc said. he opened his eyes up and smiled at kian. "having a good stare?" he asked, watching kian's eyes widened.

"uh.." kian bit his lip.

jc, suddenly done with women and pepsi, looked at kian in a different perspective. how was he in bed? he definitely needed to let his anger out and this wasn't the first time he wanted to try things out with kian.

jc stepped away from the water and decided that he wanted to do something new. "wanna join?" he asked.

kian stepped closer, eyeing the ground, "i don't know.." jc chuckled, stepping out of the shower, pulling kian towards him.

imagine all that water on the floor. smh, my mom gets pissed off at me when i accidentally get a drip on the ground. anyway, back to the cloudy d and shiz.

he grabbed the hem of kian's shirt and lifted it over his head and his hands traveled down his chest and to the top of his sweatpants. "do you?" he asked.

kian nodded, not even caring about the difference in jc's attitude. jc smiled at kian's consent, dragging his sweatpants and boxers down his legs. he stepped back, pulling kian with him.

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