So... Its been a while!!! I forgot about this account because of all the ketamine I snort on a regular basis. I last updated this shit on my birthday 2 years ago, and now its may 29th 2019. Isn't that funny? If you're still here after such a long delay i'm impressed. And scared. Anyways, here's some more word garbage.
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Jonathan was the first to wake up that morning. The sun blinded him as he craned his neck and to squint at the clock on the coffee table.It was only 8 am, and hey didn't need to be anywhere till 10. Jonathan sighed in relief, running his free hand through his hair. Jonathan's other arm was being crushed by the other man sleeping on him. It took Jonathan a moment to recall everything that happened the day before. With the wife drama and emotional roller coaster he'd been on, he was glad that they could just rest for now. Jonathan glanced over at Drew and inspected his features for a moment. Drew looked much younger, his brown hair messy and mouth agape. Jonathan chuckled as Drew let out a tiny snort, shifting positions and snuggling more into his BROTHERS arm. Jonathan realized in the moments of looking lovingly at Drew that he could die like this. His best friend next to him on this uncomfortable couch for eternity. Well, they could talk about the couch eternity situation later. Jonathan realized how much the couch was digging into all of the wrong nerve endings on his back. The thought was cut short when there was a loud knock on the door. " Drew.. Drew its Linda. Answer the door please." Jonathan faintly heard from behind the door, the knocking continuing with it. Jonathan considered his options. He could just wait it out until she eventually gave up and left, or he could get up and confront her. the first idea sounded the most ideal, but he decided he wanted to act like an adult in this situation. He slid his arm out from under Drew, receiving a grumble in protest. He walked up to the door, took a deep breath, and opened it. Linda was in mid knock, fist still up. She coughed, looking at her feet, then opened her mouth. " I need to speak with Drew. Please. I just want an explanation, that's all I want. Why would he choose to do this." Jonathan held his ground, making himself taller by standing up straight. " Hes still asleep. After the insults you threw at him, he was emotionally drained. Hes honestly probably going to be out for a while." Jonathan said almost monotone, looking through Linda. " Well, if you found out your husband was cheating on you, no, not just that, cheating on your with his biological brother, how would you feel?" Linda snapped suddenly, stepping closer to Jonathan. He looked the small woman in the eyes, glaring. " I think you should leave. Come back later when Drew might be awake." That was the last thing Jonathan said before he closed the door in her face. " I didn't do anything wrong here. This is all your fault. You both are sick" Linda yelled from the door as Jonathan was walking to the couch. Jonathan rolled his eyes and nudged Drew, trying to motivate him to move to something that wasn't rock solid, like a bed perhaps. " Homophobia still exists in society X(" Jonathan sighed to himself, still trying to get Drew to wake up. Jonathan eventually got Drew to groggily move to his- their bed. It was their bed now. Drew wrapped himself in the duvet and smiled, reaching out for Jonathan. " Come back and lay with me idiot." Drew said, playfully. His eyes were still closed, so he obviously just wanted to lay on Jonathan again. " Promise you wont make my arm fall off from your fat head laying on it?" Jonathan teased back, leaning down and giving him a kiss on the forehead. " no promises. " Jonathan laughed at this, getting ready to crawl next to his lover, But then got a notification on his phone. Jonathan and Drew both groaned at this. Jonathan looked sympathetically at Drew and walked into the living room to find his phone. Drew sighed, spreading his limbs on the cold bed. He cringed at the cracks and pops that he heard. God, they were getting old. He thought of how much of a sappy old married couple their parents were and wondered if they'd be the same way. Except they were pretty sure mom and dad werent brother and sisters. Huh. Drew was interrupted from his thinking by a loud exclamation from Jonathan. " Holy shit. Holy shit!" he heard getting closer to the bedroom. " Whats up? Whats going on?" Drew asked questioningly, sitting up in the bed. He gave Jonathan a worried look when he didnt respond. " Jonathan?"
" Youre not going to believe this" Jonathan almost shouted, a mix of confusion and amusement brimming in his voice.
" Just tell me whats going on, dipshit." Drew said, impatiently.
" Linda- Linda was cheating with a crew member from our set. His name is Sebastian Collins. You know, the guy that did light work?-" Drew nodded. "- Well apparently Lindas mother had a sister she never talked about. Married a man named Phillip Collins. Are you getting what im laying down?" Jonathan basically yelled.
Drew looked at him in confusion, and then in horror.
" So theyre... " Drew started, stopped, and then smiled.
Jonathan finished Drews sentence.
" That's right baby! They're fucking cousins. LITERALLY."
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Sorry that this isn't the gay incest porn past self promised 2 years ago. Maybe I do have morals.
To be continued?? Idk lets hope I dont forget about it again
