i live you - benjey

part twenty-three <3

* JORGE POV *

"benji-?" "jorge... look." i was in shock.

"what is that? what- what are these? what's that. b-benji what?" i couldn't believe what i saw. someone made a sexual edit of me and zoomed in on my privates. i saw some comments that our twitter stans pointed out that the tiktok stans commented. i read them: "does jorge have a boner?" "ew you can tell benji and jorge are hard." "jorge is so ugly. benji can do better." "i want them to kiss on camera now." "ew i see a bottle of lube. did they fuck or something? gross." "get a room you hard idiots." i read more and more. my chest felt so heavy and i was sweating like crazy. i was also shaking. "benji i don't feel good i-"

* BENJI POV *

"benji i don't feel good i-" his eyes closed and he fell to the ground. "jorge? jorge? JORGE?!" he was still breathing but he wasn't awake. "he passed out. i need a flight attendant," i told myself. i picked up jorge and went to one of the flight attendant ladies. "h-hi, um jorge passed out. i really need help, he'll be better but could i have some stuff for him?" i asked. "oh, honey, i'm so sorry your younger brother passed out. of course." "oh he's not-" i got interrupted. "bring your cute brother back to your room, please," she asked. "o-oh... okay." he isn't my brother, he's my husband....

when i got there, the lady came in. after she put some ice on his head she asked me a question, "hey, just wondering, is your brother single? he's really hot and if i'm not gonna lie, i'd date him." i gave her a look of sadness. "u-uh, h-he... m-my-" she cut me off by kissing him on the lips. "g-get... get o-off of him... pleas-please," i said stuttering every word. she wouldn't listen. "g-get off!!" i finally pulled her off. "what's your problem dude? it's obvious your brother is really hot and single!!" she said sarcastic. "is he single?" "u-um... ple-please get o-off of jorge..." "w-w-why??" she said, mocking me. my heart was beating so fast and i was crying. "h-he... he's not my b-brother he's my h-husband..." she gave me THE look. "what the hell? he's gay? YOU'RE GAY?" "yes..." "aww. i'm so sorry i didn't realize. you two are such a cute and amazing couple and i'm so happy for you two! i didn't mean to kiss him... i hope we can be friends," she said while hugging me. "it-it's okay. of course. your name?" "caitlyn! you?" "i'm benji. that's jorge."

* JORGE POV *

"that's jorge." i look up. nothing's black anymore. i see benji and this girl looking at me. my lips are wet. "JORGE!" benji yells, grabbing my chest and pulling me in for a kiss. "OW! SHIT. SHIT. OW!!!" i yell. "MY FOOT !!! I FUCKING BROKE IT!! OWWW!!" i scream, holding on to benji's arm. "jorge? jorge are you okay?" "i'll get the doctor. don't worry." it hurts so bad. "what's her name?" "caitlyn." we wait for caitlyn to come back, and as we do, benji calms me down. she comes back and does an x-ray of my right foot, and turns out i broke my foot. she got the doctor and he got me crutches and wrapped my foot up and got me a foot cast / brace. "i'm so sorry that sucks, you're going on vacation and-" "honeymoon, actually," i say while rubbing my nose against benji's as i scrunch up my face. "cute!"

we sit down and relax for a few hours until i feel the plane shake.

"benji?" i yell multiple times. he's asleep. shit. i wake him up by shaking him and holding onto his arm. "fuck." "what?"

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and i poop