The Janoskians Preferences

Beau Brooks - Dare Sunday

You’re waiting in the car parked just around the corner from where the boys are making their video. It was dare-sunday again so you had the radio on loud so you wouldn’t have to hear the boys screaming or gagging until they made you watch the video. A group of girls came running into the fenced off yard. Pft, they’re in for a surprise you thought to yourself before getting out to follow them. The group of girls was hugging Daniel before beau spraying them with something blue. It was a carton of colored milk. You stroll along the outskirts of the fence and stand next to a dirty couch along the wall. There was colored milk all over the ground and a million candy wrappers littered the floor. Beau was covered in a brown power and holding a mouse trap. The boys start spraying him with yellow and green milk. He looks are you and grins, screaming running over to avoid the sprays of milk.

"This is to win..AHHHH" he screams snapping the trap on his fingers. The twins respond by spraying him with green milk. You scream and jump back onto the couch, but it catches your hair. Beau screams louder. Beau struts away and Luke dumps more cinammon on like Beau. They run around a bit and Beau chases Daniel before sprinting over to the couch, kicking off his shoes and jumping on it. He lands face down across your lap. His hair is matted with milk, as his his damp, cinnamon stained shirt. He has the cinnamon all over his face. 

"Fuck" he groans as you rub his back gently in slow circles to soothe him. 

"Rough day?" You ask, removing his snapback to gently caress his hair. He rests. You move your hand up and down his back, feeling the shallow grove him the middle between his back muscles. (The girls leave to get eggs).

You feel his heavy breathing as his chests rises up and down against your leg. He rolls over and covers his eyes with his hands, groaning.

"You feel okay?" you ask, rubbing his tummy and frowning knowing how he always throws up. But seeing as everyone did it must have been pretty bad with all the combined challenged. He shrugs and you pout.

"Aww," you coo. tipping up his chin, and stroking along his prominent jawline before continuing to rub his tummy. he started to calm down and closed his eyes to rest, his breathing slowing. He let out a short sigh before sitting up on the arm of the couch and readjusting his snapback. 

"I won though babe" he explained. You eyed his clothes and face.

"It sure doesn’t look like it," you replied, repeating James’ comment. He sneered a little, before looking over at the other boys. He kissed you on the cheek, leaving wet milk and cinnamon on your face before leaping off the couch to greet the girls with cartons of raw eggs.