Jayy and Dahvie Read Blood on the Dance Floor Fan Fictions
A/N: This story is for everyone who hates Jayy/Dahvie fan fictions. And for the people who do, you do not understand that Dahvie likes girls, not Jayy. So, enjoy if you can!
Jayy opened his email, glancing at a subject title. He clicked on the file, opening it. He scanned over the links, clicking on one.
"Do these fangirl's know you're not gay?" He asked, staring over at Dahvie. He was messing with his hair, trying to decide on a style. The other man walked over to the computer, staring down at it.
"I think they fap to this." Dahvie laughed, pressing his finger to the screen, his eyes following.
As Jayy read, he laughed, "Quit raping me!" his eyes brightened by blue eye contacts. Once the story was finished, they had broken into laughter.
"You were emo!" Jayy cheered, gripping his stomach and falling onto the floor.
"You called me a fluffy rainbow teddy bear!" Dahvie had his face flattened onto the table, banging his fist against the wood.
"What should we read next?" Jayy asked, panting from his laughing. Dahvie paid his attention to the computer screen. They agreed on the next link of the three, and they began to read. Jayy tried to keep his composure, but was chuckling after three minutes of the awful fan fiction.
"Calm down, it's not even over yet." Dahvie smiled, patting Jayy on the back. They continued, and read through the final chapter. It wasn't as funny as the last, but it was still bad funny.
"Should we read the last one?" Jayy asked, directing the mouse around the final link. Dahvie nodded, smiling. After the click, they had begun laughing after the authors note.
"A sneeze fetish?! What the hell is that?!" Dahvie laughed like a hyena. Jayy fell off of his chair, falling onto the ground and rolling.
"Maybe all those weird sickos just need to make up stuff for a slash fiction." Jayy tried to calm himself, feeling his cheeks burn under his white foundation. Dahvie nodded in agreement, smiling. He summoned his composure, pulling Jayy up and closing the story.
"Who sent this email?" Jayy asked, looking for the name.
"xXSceneKittyCatXx. I'm assuming it's a girl." Dahvie said, checking the box in the corner, clicking on the save button of the email.
"We should read one of these on the livestream. This is hilarious!" Jayy grinned, looking in the mirror, checking to see if his makeup and hair was still fine. Dahvie followed him, doing the same. They left the room, turning of the computer and the lights, going out to the crowds of fans, who were waiting for them.
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