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Finally, a few seconds of peace and quiet. The music had gone down considerably, most likely thanks to Jeong's shouting. He was glad that something was going his way. As he stared down at his suitcase, he felt his eye twitch. Jett had completely messed up his belongings as if he owned the place. All his clothes were scattered, as well as anything he had of value most likely having been exposed. He scoffed before bending down and pulling a shirt over his head.

As as he took off the towel, a knock was at the door. "Just a-" Jeje started before the creaking of the door alerted him. He did a barrel roll as fast as he could behind the bed, hitting his shoulder and hip on the bedside table. Ow. The bastard. "Could you like, maybe wait a second?" It was a if Jett was trying to calm him down my making him focus on the music and the food, even though he had just witnessed horrible things downstairs. "I-I'm getting changed." He peeked his nose over the bed and stared at Jett. "I'll be out when I want to you big baby." The asshole was acting as if cooking was a big deal- That was everyday for Jeong.

He slipped on a pair of boxers as he continued his gaze at the man, not trusting him at all. He could easily run over there and see everything. Jeje stood, half blushing and half ready to punch him out, as he reached down a nod put on a pair of his sweat pants. That was better than a hair towel. "Okay then asshole, feed me." Waking over, he gave Jett a crooked face, and patted him on the shoulder as he stepped outside the room. "I'm hungry!" Jeong wasn't going to back down to his niceness; he was going to use it.
 

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Jett snorted at Jeje's little shy act. What did he have to be shy about? What a silly billy. "Oh you, acting all demure. What the fuck are you even hiding?" Luckily, Jett didn't go further into the room, but he did prop the door open and leaned against the doorframe waiting for Jeong to finish getting changed. Jeje was so cute, peeking over the bed like a real housecat might.

"Ugh, I'm so impatient. I hate having to wait." he looked at the mess on the floor and pursed his lips. "Remember what I said about you being OCD? Yeah, I take that back. You're a messy kitty." Was this guy delusional? Had he forgotten he was the one to make a mess of Jeje's things? Maybe.

As Jeong got up and walked over to him, Jett pulled away from the door to let Jeje pass, but the Tiger did have to move around Jett in the doorway, all the while Jett made a suggestive sound in the back of his throat while he leered. Things just got weirder and weirder in this house.

"I made us finger food," Jett said with a grin once Jeje had returned to the kitchen. "Doesn't it look lovely?" He walked over, smothering one of the mini-sausages (about the size of a finger, how on the nose) in ketchup and biting it in half, all while watching Jeong.
 

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Was this guy crazy? He had been the one that had made the mess on his floor; it wasn't like he would intentionally do that himself. Even now, as he excited the room, the thought of the bugs and the germs from the ground, as well as his filthy body touching it all made Jeong cringe. He wanted to punch the smug guy for the sound he made too; but he would save that for later.

"F-Finger food?" He gulped his spit as he walked closer to the kitchen, closer to Jett and his evil ways. In a matter of seconds, he man had a red sausage to his mouth, obviously mimicking the act he had committed. Jeong wanted to just, pass out. He didn't though, he wouldn't break that that easily.

He picked a sausage up himself, dipping it in as much ketchup as he could possibly stomach-getting half of it on the tips of his fingers- before biting the end off. Jeong stared at his red had, the blood of the tomato dripping into his pours. With a smile, he raised his hand to Jett, to which he smeared the red ink on the man's nose. Perfect. "That's for you, lovely." He said as sweetly as he could before he raised his other hand in a fist, giving the captor a medium strengthed pop on the nose.
 

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Jett loved this man. Yes, yes he did. The Tiger was trying to show him up! And when Jeong had put some ketchup on Jett's nose, well, the Skinwalker had been prepared to eat it and make a suggestive comment when he was socked, right in the fucking nose!

Naturally, it wasn't hard to get Jett on the ground. He held his nose and cursed and laughed. When he removed his hands, blood pooled over his top lip and coated his teeth. It... was not a pretty sight, but Jett seemed more excited than he did upset.

He sprawled on the floor, not bothering to stand, for now. Instead, he tried catching his breath as he guffawed. He jumped up, wrapping an arm around Jeong and pulling him into a tight hug. He was aroused and pressed close enough to the other man that it was noticeable. "We're going to be great friends, Jeje. Hell, maybe more than great friends. We'll screw, pillage, and torture, all together. Like Bonnie and Clyde, except, you know not dying and with some actual sexual tension."
 

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He... Was laughing? It gave Jeje a second to realize as he watched the blood pour out of him like a fountain. He had punched him, right? He hadn't dreamt that up? Then why on earth was Jett on the floor, bloody and laughing? He had to put his sausage down, as he was afraid that he would be choking on that soon enough. Even through that laughter, it was obvious that no one would actually have enjoyed that, right?

Oh oh boy was he wrong. When he was pulled down into the very close and personal hug, he felt how much someone could like it. It made him blush heavily, half embarrassed for his actions and half well, happy. It had been the opposite of what he had wanted, and as Jett told him what they would be doing, he couldn't help but not want to run away. Yeah, he tried to wiggle free a few times during his short monologue, but it was useless. He was useless.

If a punch to the nose wouldn't shut him up, he only had so many more options. "W-What?" He turned his head to the man, but then shot it back forward as he realized how close they really were. "I punch you in the fucking nose and now you're all in love with me?" He wanted to knee him in the groin, or bite his ear off... Something. But all he did was lay there with him, as if the comfort of a crazy man was what he wanted more than his own safety.
 

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Jett released Jeje and stepped back a few, wobbly steps, grin back and less malicious than before. The blood only added to the wild excitement in his eyes. "Love might be a little far, Luv, but fuck yeah, I'm finding you far more attractive now. Hard not to, with a strong arm like that. I mean, hey, I like being the torturer more than the tortured, but when in a pinch either can get you off."

With a thoughtful look towards the ceiling, Jett reached into his pocket and pulled out the dismembered finger, holding it out toward Jeje as if to showcase it. "We should probably put this on ice, so it doesn't get all nasty before we send it? Unless we want it to get nasty....hm. Maybe we should rip the finger nail off or some shit. Spitball with me here, Jeong."

Jett went to the kitchen and pulled out his box of ice from the freezer, very gently laying the finger into the box before replacing it and closing the freezer. He turned, went to the sink and washed his face clean next. There was still blood on his shirt (both his and his victim's.)

"I guess my shower is going to have to be cold, unless you plan on letting me get lucky tonight."
 

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Jeje gave the bloody man a 'really' look. Was Jeje giving him any indication that he was even thinking about wanting that? It wasn't like he had punched him to arouse him, or to even make him happy in the slightest. But there he was-the boy that currently looked like a period stain-smirking ever so nicely at him. There was definitely something wrong with this picture.

When Jett started talking about the finger once again, Jeong wanted to line up another punch, but this time somewhere that would have affect. He didn't though, and settled on taking a few steps back. If the period man was going to pull it out of his pocket, he really didn't want to be arms length. "No- that's a good idea." It's not like he would have anything exciting to add to that. He only gazed at the finger, making sure that the dismembered part wouldn't get anywhere near him. Jeong sighed in relief once it went in the freezer, even though it made him cringe in disgust.

"You wish." He scoffed at Jett and his invitation. "Do you really think I'd want some creepy period stained man like you to sleep with me?" It made him appalled. "I don't think that toturers are my type, or dirty torturers." He motioned to his entire body.
 

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"Period stained man?" Jett sounded out the nickname and made a face at it. "Gross, but sure, if that's what you want to call me." The Skinwalker was quiet as Jeje made fun of his offer, he never stopped smiling, though. It was as though he had some inside joke that Jeje just wasn't getting. When he'd cleaned himself up well enough, he turned and sauntered by his roommate.

"Suit yourself. Cold shower it is. Unlike you, I won't mind if you barge in on me." He turned and walked backward, arms open wide. "I have nothing to hide."

Jett went into the bathroom and turned the water on warm. Like he'd take a cold shower for real. They were the worst. No way. While he showered, he sang Jeong's music.
 

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"No thanks." He shook his head as he gazed at the cooked food. It looked edible, but then again, it seemed that it wasn't the only edible thing in the house. He shivered as his eyes brushed over the fridge. He wouldn't go close to that until Jett cleaned it out thoroughly. "Have fun." He half waved as he watched his stalker sulk back into the bathroom. Like he'd watch; did he take him for a pervert?

Walking into the the kitchen, checking all the drawers until he found a fork (which was about 5 drawers worth of looking). Spinning it for a few seconds, he slammed it into an egg, making a 'wabam' sound as he raised it to his mouth and chomped down on it. It tasted normal, that it wasn't poisoned. He ate the rest before clinking the silverware on the table.

What was taking so long? Was he doing something else other than showering? He shivered again at that thought. Jeong walked over to the bathroom, to which he heard the man singing one of his songs. Thankfully, the sound of the water was drowning it out. Jeje rolled his eyes as he inched forward. Putting his head to the door, he closed his eyes and listened to the hum of the shower. It was almost soothing for him.
 

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Whether Jett would thoroughly clean out the fridge or use the ice that had cooled the finger was questionable, but if one had to guess, they could never go wrong with the latter.

And yes, Jett was doing something else. He was singing, pervert. Jeong was a pervert, he just didn't know it yet, that was Jett's take on it. To be fair, Jett was sure everyone was a pervert; most people just hid it because it wasn't the societal norm. Normal was boring.

It was while Jeong was leaning against the bathroom door that it was yanked open, the water was still running behind Jett, and he wore nothing but a towel and a 'what is wrong with you' expression, which was ironically hilarious. "May I help you?" He said, feigning offense. "Also, you forgot the knife, if you planned on taking me out the way of Psycho, can't promise I'd scream in terror. Seriously, what are you doing creepily standing outside the bathroom door while I'm showering? Either go away or come inside, you can't just stand in the weird middle ground."
 
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