★☆ ℍ𝕖𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕒 𝕏 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕤 ☆★

𝕎𝕠𝕒𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 - 𝔸𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕒

You stepped carefully down your stairs, trying so hard not to alert Jett -- he was in a pickup line phase, but he would get over it once he realized that you were not into BDSM, and not playing hard to get. Well, hopefully.

You were walking out of the kitchen with a glass of (F/D). Of course, because this is a fanfiction and we need some romantic 'action', you tripped over an atom, stumbled, and dropped your (F/D) on your pure white carpet.

Well shit. That's gonna stain--

"Oh fuck me!" You grumbled. You heard a loud thud, and you whipped around, lowkey giving yourself whiplash.. You saw Jett in an.. urr.. suggestive position on the kitchen counter.

And to make it worse? He had a smirk on his face.

You paled.

"No. Bad Jett. Bad." You scolded, although since it was coming from a girl whose voice just cracked, Jett didn't take you seriously.

His smirk only widened as he stalked closer to you.

Lmao, good luck.

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