hammer time (jonathon ng x pat the hammer)

chapter one ;; where it all began

(jon's pov // may 2020)

i sighed hearing dr phil lecture pat and i on our marriage over the zoom meeting. love is hard to manage when you have a new album that just came out a few months ago, a new tour to go with it (which was postponed due to the current situation but still), a compilation album for your record label to work on, and you're growing back your sexy hair. 

i decided to sign pat and i up to go on the dr. phil show as a last attempt to fix our relationship, otherwise i'd be filing for divorce. however, i was snapped out of my train of thought when i heard dr. phil say my name. "sorry, what was it you said again?" i asked him in my hot irish accent. he rolled his eyes and then asked, "jonathon, how did your marriage get to this point?" i gazed intently at the 69 year old man over my webcam and told him, "well, it all started when we met..."

(january 2018)

my new album, vertigo, had just came out. it was my first album, but i was both nervous and excited about it. excited because i really liked the new direction i was taking with my music, but nervous for how the fans would react, though i was also excited about that too. my past two eps, end credits and i think you think too much of me, were very successful so i wasn't worried about the success of this album at all.

 anyways, i had just got done doing an interview for a magazine to promote vertigo, when all of a sudden, i came across the sexiest hammer i had ever seen. the instant i laid eyes on him i knew i wanted him to hammer me. when he made eye contact with me, i started to sing softly, "oh no, i think i'm catching feelings and i don't know if this is empathy i feel just hold on." he then walked up to me and said, "you don't have to hold on."

 i felt myself blush. he introduced himself, "my name's pat, i'm from handy manny's workshop." he then asked me, "what's your name?" "j-j-jonathon, jonathon ng," i stuttered nervously, "i-i'm from dublin." he smirked at me, "you have such a sexy voice." "t-thank you," i laughed, "and you have such a sexy body." "you wanna head over to the workshop?" pat purred. "hell yeah daddy," i whispered. pat held my hand as we walked over to handy manny's workshop, and i had never felt happier....

(end of chapter one)