Summary: This was basically on of the freakiest, saddest, and strangest dreams I have ever had. So randomss!
I don't own these characters but I wouldn't say no to them in my bed XD
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Jenko and Baby John slept quietly together in the small bed they shared. Jenko did have his own, and his own room, but Baby John couldn't sleep without someone next to him.
The bed could barley fit them both, but neither minded. It was a small, messy, raggedy, and old bed. Their parents were deeply poor, and thy couldn't afford anything. Baby John had to constantly borrow shirts, pants, shoes and even underwear from Jenko if he didn't have any.
Another problem in their small house was the bugs. Bugs practically blanketed the house. Someone out of the seven children would have to wake up in the middle of the night and spray the bee's off the front door. Whenever it was Jenko or Baby John's turn, they would always do it together.
Jenko was the oldest, leaving Baby John the second oldest. They had a bond like no other. They always talked to each other, hung out, went to the same school, everything. The one thing Baby John loved about the relationship between him and his brother was that he always had a shoulder to cry on.
Baby John shuddered in his sleep, moaning and murmuring things. This commotion had woken the sleeping Jenko.
Jenko lightly shook his brother, "John... John... Baby John..."
"B-B-B-Be... Okay..." Baby John whispered as he sprung out of his slumber. He stared deep into Jenko's eyes, Baby John's soon tearing up.
He stared blankly at Jenko, letting the tears stream down his face. "Don't do it, Jenko..." He whispered, latching onto his brother in a passionate hug.
Jenko hugged Baby John back tightly, allowing the young teen to sob into his shoulder.
"What happened?" Jenko whispers into Baby John's ear.
He shivered, shaking his head, "Nothin'... J-Just a bad dream..."
Jenko removed himself from the hug, staring back into Baby John's watering eyes. He cupped Baby John's chin, observing his face features.
He sighed, kissing Baby John on the forehead and lying back down in the small couch-like bed. Baby John shivered, leaning back on the bed and pushing himself up against Jenko. Jenko wrapped his arm around Baby John, hugging him tightly. The two managed to fall sous asleep after that
~ Soooooo, watcha think? I know, 'What the actual fucking hell is this?!' Even though none of you will read this, this is basically a really twisted dream I had the other day. It was strange, yet sad. I woke up sweating and crying. It's only going to be about a four or five chapter story soooo, yeah. And don't even ask how I ended up having a dream about Jenko from 21 Jumpstreet and Baby John from West Side Story because I have no fucking clue either. :P