Janthony ONESHOTS! (SLOW UPDATES, PROMISE)

j-e-a-l-o-u-s, pt 1.

thanks to @XxnightwindxX for teh smut prompt lmao someone murder me, please
i think a good alternative title is 'I'm not in love!' or something lmao
this is gonna be angsty and smutty because im pissed because my dad went out to the shop and didnt buy me any crisps like i asked lmao no
ok bYE KIDDDDDDOS
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"What? Are you jealous?" Jasmine asked with a smirk. She folded her arms. "I didn't know you could stoop so low, Anthony."

He glared back at her. "Why should I give a fuck about what you do?" Anthony sneered. "I hate you, and you hate me, so let's just leave it at that. What makes you think I'm jealous anyway?"

"I saw the way you were looking at Marc earlier- you hated him. If you really didn't care, then why would you glare at him in such a way?"

"Because he was weird, and I didn't want him in my apartment!"

"Our apartment," Jasmine corrected, frowning. "And if you can't accept the fact that we share this apartment, why don't you just fucking move out?!"

"Rent is cheap- just like that disgusting dress you were wearing for your little date earlier," Anthony smirked at her, knowing that this particular quip would hurt.

Jasmine stared at him, her eyes filling with tears. "Fuck you, Anthony. I don't care what you think. I hate you!"

"And I hate you, Jasmine. So why don't YOU move out?"

"I think I will," Jasmine spat. "I can't stand living with you, Anthony Ramos. You're a fucking terrible person, and I DESPISE YOU!" She went to storm out of the living room but was stopped by Anthony grabbing her arm tightly.

Jasmine blinked and looked at him. "Anthony...wha-" Her face fell when she saw how pissed Anthony looked.

"Do not EVER fucking talk to me like that. Understand me?!" He yelled.

She stared at him, shocked beyond belief. "Anthony...!"

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!"

"Y-Yes..." She whispered, terrified.

Anthony looked her up and down, then looked back at her face with a sneer. "That's what I thought as well." He slowly loosened his grip on her arm.

Jasmine sniffled, biting her lip.

He paused. "...Sorry," He simply murmured, letting go of her arm. "I did not mean to be so aggressive."

"It's fine," Jasmine mumbled, trying her hardest not to make eye contact.

Anthony looked at the slightly red mark on her arm and suddenly picked her arm up again, but much more gently. He rubbed the mark gently. "I really am sorry, Jas."

She stared at him again. "I...It's okay, Anthony- it really is..."

Anthony's eyes went to her face. "No, it isn't...that was really not right of me to do such a thing. Please accept my apology."

"I-I do."

"Alright..." Anthony suddenly kissed her forehead then let go of her arm and walked out the living room.

Jasmine stared at the door long after he had walked out of it. Her heart was beating in her ears. Her hand slowly went to her forehead and she felt the part that Anthony had kissed.

'...holy fucking shit.'
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Jasmine was sat on her bed on her laptop in her room. She was writing an Email to her mom, who still hadn't figured out texting. She didn't mind sending her Mom an Email every week, but she thought it would be a lot easier to text her.