Janthony ONESHOTS! (SLOW UPDATES, PROMISE)

trapped.

YALLL THAT IMAGE THO LMFAO
HIS POOR 4 INCH COCK MUST BE DEAD lmao nO
yo Mami I'm bisexual hue hue hue
Anthony is my dad and Jasmine is my mom it is true k bye

"This is all your fault!" Jasmine yelled, running her hands through her hair frantically. "You're so damn stupid, Anthony!"

"Hey, it ain't my fault that I can't find the key!" Anthony snapped. He tried to barge the door open, but it still wouldn't budge.

"Stop trying," Jasmine muttered. "It's not going to open..."

"You don't know that!" He replied sourly, and tried, in vain, to try and barge the door again.

Jasmine sniffled and leaned against the wall. "We're gonna die in here!" She cried.

"Hey, hey, no we aren't..." Anthony said softly and shuffled over to her. He tried to comfort her but she shoved him away. "Don't touch me!" She said angrily. "After today, provided we actually get out of here, I'm never talking to you ever again!"

Anthony winced. "Sorry," he murmured, putting his hands in his pockets and looking down.

Jasmine paused then looked at him. "...no, I'm sorry." She replied with a sigh. "That wasn't fair of me."

"It probably was..." He muttered, running a hand through his curls.

She walked over to him and took his hand. "I'm really sorry, Ant."

"It's fine," He mumbled with a small blush. Anthony had liked Jasmine for a very long time, but he'd never tell her this. Probably not, anyway.

Jasmine squeezed his hand then sat down, gently pulling him down as well.

Anthony looked pretty guilty. "But it's my fault if we get stuck in here forever and die!"

"That isn't going to happen, Annie. Renee or Phillipa will find us..." Her voice trailed off.

"Will they, though?" Anthony sounded doubtful.

"Y-Yes, of course they will!" Jasmine said with a frown. "We will be found."

There was a pause.

"Jasmine?"

"Yeah?"

"We...uh...we ain't ever getting out of here, are we?"

"...nah."

They both sighed in unison.

There was a paused, when Anthony suddenly grinned and looked at her. "Guess we gotta start repopulating, huh?"

Jasmine laughed. She was used to comments like these coming from Anthony, so it hardly phased her. "I'd rather repopulate with a tin can."

"But that's only possible if the tin can has sperm in it,"

"That's nasty and let's not go there."

Anthony snorted. "Okay, sorry..." He looked at their intertwined hands and blushed a bit, chewing on his lip.

She looked at their hands too. "Oh...uh...sorry." She chuckled awkwardly and went to let go of his hand.

"Wait- don't..." He began and put his other hand on top of hers. Jasmine went red. "An-Anthony...what are you doing?"

He blushed. "I...I'm not sure...do you want me to let go?"

"Nope..." She mumbled and brought his hands to her lips and kissed them both.

Anthony stared at her. "What- what are you doing?!"

"It's just friendly...isn't it?" She asked with a chuckle.