Janthony ONESHOTS! (SLOW UPDATES, PROMISE)

learning about janthony.

"I still don't get what shipping is," Anthony said, trying to make sure Nala didn't eat his curls. "Like...the lady explained it to me and all, but it's still confusing!"

Jasmine laughed. "You aren't 'cool with the youth', Anthony."

"NEVER say that sentence again."

Jasmine snorted. "Sorry, that did sound stupid. But...I guess shipping is...you take two names...and you put them together...and then you write stories about them."

"But why?"

"Practise for if people want to become a writer, I guess." Jasmine shrugged. She picked the squeaky toy up off the floor and said: "Come on Nala, stop eating Daddy's shoe...come get the nice plastic bone!"

Nala barked and trotted up to it then began to chew the toy rather aggressively.

"Maybe," Anthony said. "But...ever since she mentioned 'shipping'...I've been wondering...do people ship US?!"

Jasmine blinked and looked at Nala. "I hadn't thought of that," She said. "Let's look it up, shall we?"

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10 minutes later, Jasmine and Anthony were sat in front of their computer. They had Google open and were choosing what to type.

"Just put 'Anthony Ramos and Jasmine Cephas-Jones'."

"Okay..." Jasmine typed that in. All there was were pictures of them and a couple of articles- not to mention a picture of Nala with shades on.

"I took that picture," Anthony said proudly.

Jasmine snorted. "Hmm...let me add...'Ship name'." She offered, then typed it in and scrolled through until she stopped at something called:

'Best Janthony Fanfics.'

"Janthony?" They both said, sounding surprised. Jasmine glanced at him. "You don't suppose that's...us...do you?"

Anthony shrugged. "Only one way to find out."

Jasmine clicked on the page. It was a link to a website called Wattpad. She looked at the first story, wondering if the cover would tell them whether or not they were 'Janthony'.

And sure enough, there was a picture of Jasmine and Anthony smiling, with the caption 'Janthony Oneshots!'.

"Holy shit," Jasmine choked. "We ARE Janthony!"

"What's a Oneshot?" Anthony asked, confused.

"I think it's like...a collection of one part stories. Should we read some?" She looked at him for approval.

"Hells yes!" Anthony grinned. Jasmine chuckled. "Okay." She clicked onto it then clicked 'Read.'

It seemed to be something about Jasmine being pregnant, and Anthony freaking out and leaving her.

"Oh." Jasmine said quietly. "That's...not a very pleasant one to read."

"Yeah..." He mumbled. "I hope they aren't all like this."

"Same." Jasmine clicked onto the next one. It was something about that Jasmine and Anthony getting engaged and Daveed being jealous.

This one made Jasmine laugh. "The fuck?!" She snorted. "As if Daveed would be jealous of us!"

"That one is pretty unrealistic." Anthony chuckled. "He has a girlfriend!"

"Let's read the next one..." she clicked onto it. The next one was a very detailed sex scene- it was meant to be their first time.

Anthony blinked at the screen. "11 inches?! I fucking wish!"

"Well...you aren't tooooo far off." Jasmine grinned.

Anthony rolled his eyes. "You make me seem bigger than I am..."

"You satisfy me anyway, Ant, so I wouldn't worry too much~..." she kissed his cheek softly.

He went red. "Really?"

"Really." Jasmine smirked, then looked back at the screen. "Hmm...11 Inches might be a little adventurous, but you are a pretty big boy. Okay?"

"Okay." Anthony blushed more.

Nala ran in a moment later with Anthony's shoe in her mouth. She was chewing on it viciously.

Anthony gasped. "Nala! No! Bad girl!" He got up and ran over to her. "Drop it!"

Nala ran off with the shoe still in her mouth.

Anthony shrieked and ran after her.

Jasmine chuckled and looked back at the screen. She smiled, and clicked onto the next story. It was something about them just cuddling in bed on a lazy Sunday. "That Sounds nice." She whispered. "Really nice." Jasmine paused. "I might read some more of these later," she murmured and exited the page, then turned off the computer and went to assist Anthony, who was wrestling with Nala.

"Nala!" She snapped. "Drop it, pup."

Nala paused and let out a little doggy sigh, then dropped Anthony's shoe. "Good Girl!" Jasmine praised. "Now go wait for dinner."

Nala ran off into the kitchen.

Anthony got up and brushed himself down. "Thanks," he murmured, "I needed that."

"I know you did," Jasmine chuckled. "Anthony?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"Oh...I love you too."

"Do you wanna read some more stories later?"

"Yeah, they were...fun...to read."

Jasmine snorted. "I can tell you weren't a big fan."

"Because my cock isn't 11 inches, as much as I wish it was!"

"Want me to measure it for you?"

Anthony spluttered at her offer. "J-Jasmine!"

"Sorryyyy...but do you want me to?"