*slap* *punch*
I covered my ears.
"Stop it already!" "Cut it out-" *woooosh*
Somebody collided with my closet.
"Aish.." "Zico!" I ran over to him and took his head in my hand. "Oh my god youre bleeding!" "Get away from him, Irina.. now!" Jackson grabbed me by my shoulders and pushed me behind him. "What on earth did you do Jackson?!" "Go.."
"What?!" "JUST GO!" "DA HELL I WILL!" I tried and tried but he didnt let me pass. "Hes hurt you fucker!" "And you were gone for 2 damn days!" Why did he say that now. "That doesnt matter! You made a person hurt-" "Iri.." We realized that Zico got up from the ground. "Hey.." I worriedly said.
"... Hear me out." He smiled a bit and held his left arm. "Why should I?" Jacksons expression said it all. He didnt want to hear anything from Zico.
"I will let you two talk.." Nothing that I could do would help them. They needed to fix whatever the problem was. But Jackson held my hand and said. "We are lovers Irina. I love you and you love me. Thats how its supposed to be." "Jack-" "No. You love me, right? You only love me.. RIGHT?!" He squeezed my hand harder. "Hey.. dont be mad at me. I was gone for a few days because I wanted to avoid this situation.. I never knew it would be that bad.." Zico was standing there with open wounds and an patience that was as big as his heart. He changed, so much.
"But.." *sniff* "But you.. but you dont love me as much as I love you. You wouldve at least contacted me.." he cried. Jackson really cried. "Baby.." I looked over to Zico in confusion.
...
"Jackson.. dude haha." "Huh?" Zico patted his head from behind and laughed.
"Do you really think she doesnt love you that much?" Jacksons strong and manly image vanished. He nodded like a child.
"Dont worry.. she does haha."
He came over to us and gave Jackson a friendly hug.
"She was always yours."
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FanfictionWinter, Tokyo. What a lazy day. Irina took the cup and cleaned it until it began to shine. Ten hot minutes and she could go home. The bell rings - another Costumer? "Im sorry." She could face a slight face moving in the shape of the cup she still...
