In which a sweet Korean boy and an elated little Irish boy venture through the struggles and unpredictable events of their daily teenage lives together in the city of Cincinnati, Ohio.
Malcolm 🚽🐍 : Aren't you SO EXCITED to sit by me on the airplane?
J: Not again. I'd honestly rather die.
Malcolm 🚽🐍 : That's not true.
J: Yes it is. I'd rather jump out the fucking window and die than sit by you for two straight hours again.
Malcolm 🚽🐍 : You love me, you bitch
J: Why when I was on Instagram last night I seen your nudes? You gotta stop being a hoe and sending nudes to random girls. That's why they're all over my insta feed. Can't trust these hoes smh.
Malcolm 🚽🐍 : Umm... What????
Malcom 🚽🐍 : Show me? WTF
J:
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Malcolm 🚽🐍 : OMG, WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
J: It's you. Don't you recognize yourself? 🤔
Malcolm 🚽🐍 : I've never been disrespected that much in my entire life.
Malcolm 🚽🐍 : I'M ABOUT TO VOMIT
J: 😂
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"If you intentionally rub a mushroom on your face, will you be poisoned and die?" Jack asked curiously. Quickly adding "Asking for a friend."
Clifton looked away from the boy, glanced around nervously, and turned his gaze back a few seconds later.
"Um... What?"
"Is that a yes?"
"No. I mean, I don't know what would happen. I've never touched a wild mushroom, so..."
Clifton shook his head. Over the last ten years, he'd questioned life more than he'd ever had. He blamed Jack for this.
"Jack, did it hurt when mom dropped you on your head when you were a baby?" Malcolm cut in, trying to hold back a fit of uncontrollable laughter.
Groaning, Jack's face scrunched up in disgust and anger as he intensely stared Malcolm down.
"You're disrespectful! I didn't know you wanted to fight me!"
And so, in the middle of the airport, Jack squared up in front of his older brother, taunting him.
"You're stupid. I'm not fighting you." Malcolm rolled his eyes, turning on his heel and starting in the opposite direction.
"Weak ass bitch!"
At this, Malcolm quickly turned around, running full speed at his younger brother ready to beat the living shit out of him.
Jack kicked at the older's knees, and as soon as he successfully kicked Malcolm's kneecaps, Malcolm quickly grabbed a nearby chair and slid it in Jack direction, it skidding across the shiny, polished gray floor and into Jack's legs, making him immediately fall to the floor. Hard.
"Haha!" Malcolm mocked, pointing at Jack, who was laid on the cold floor, "That's what you get. You shouldn't have tried me! As Mark always says, 'I'm not the one!'"
"Can you guys get along for another 5 hours at least? Until we get home. It's almost 8 p.m. and I don't wanna have to beat your asses in the airport." Padraig sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he closed his eyes.
He'd had enough, and when they got home, he felt like he wouldn't mind at all if he didn't see either of his boys for about a week or so.
Mark stepped over and carefully helped his fiancé up off the ground, holding him close to his chest and kissing his soft, fluffy hair. "You okay baby?"
Jack nodded, wrapping his arms around Mark's waist and burying his head in his chest as Mark gently rubbed at his shoulders.
"I want Malcolm to die. Also, I don't want to leave Disney World..." Jack pouted, wiping at the tears forming in his eyes.
He wasn't sad about Malcolm being mean to him, he was sad cause he didn't ever want to leave Florida.
"I don't want to leave either. But I really miss being at home." Mark replied. He chuckled, "I miss my bed!"
"I miss your bed, too." Jack glanced up at Mark, and waved him closer, and when Mark leaned his ear towards Jack's mouth, he whispered, "I miss sex."
Mark smirked and bit his lip as Jack blushed and covered his face with his small hands.
Suddenly, a voice over a loud speaker called for their flight, and they picked up their carry on bags and anything else they had and stood in line.
Florrie turned and pointed her finger at her family of 5,
"If y'all forget anythin', everyone's gettin' their ass beat."
A/N: Hopefully this chapter wasn't too shitty! Also, this has nothing to do with the story, but omg, guys, my birthday is on Tuesday, December 12th! Ahhh! I'm gonna be 18 and I'M QUAKING IN MY BOOTS!!!
