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Zanka has been recovering from the fight with Jabber.
He’s now able to move better but still not allowed to go on missions. Which he hates, but he loves when Enjin comes and checks up on him regularly.
Zanka sees Enjin as a father figure, he looks up to him greatly.
Ever since he found him in that well, he felt scene by him
Zanka spends most of his day in his room; sometimes he goes and tries to train, but other than that, he’s in his room.
Currently It’s around 3pm; Enjin normally comes by at 4 to give him dinner.
Zanka is laying his head against the headrest on his bed.
‘God, this is so boring.’ he thinks to himself
He wanted to be out on mission
Not staying here, like a sitting duck
And then zanka hears the most irritating voice, the sound he hated more then anything in the world
“Wassup, Mr. Bad Attitude?”
Zanka’s head never turned so quickly in his life.
It’s the fucking maniac that put him in this situation.
Jabber is crouched on the windowsill with a big ass grin on his face
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing here?” Zanka whisper-yells.
The dreadhead jumps into the room from the windowsill.
“I came to see you. Since you weren’t answering my calls,” Jabber says as he steps closer.
“No shit. You’d think I’d want to talk to someone who almost killed me.”
Jabber rolls his eyes.
“It was just playful flirting, plus you’re alive, right? So what’s the big deal?”
Zanka looked at him like he was insane.
Clearly he was
“I barely survived. That wasn’t no fucking play flirting.” Zanka sneered at him.
“Still, I missed you.” Jabber climbs onto the bed, on his hands and knees, stopping as soon as he reaches Zanka’s face, inches apart.
He felt weird.
He hated Jabber. For making a fool out of him, for saying he wasn’t strong enough, it made zanka feel the need of validation from him
“You missed me?”
Jabber nodded, making their noses brush together.
Zanka felt a tightness in his chest.
He hated it.
He never felt this way before
Stuck between liking and hating a person
“That must suck,” he says as he mushes Jabber’s face backwards.
“Oof—you’re so mean~.” Jabber says while biting his lip.
Zanka hates his stupid face, his full lips, his dark red/purple eyes, his sharp jawline, and that stupid grin he always had on his face
He pushed all those thoughts out of his head and focused on the important questions
“How did you find the HQ?” The blonde looks a little worried.
“That’s for me to know and for you to find out.” Jabber does an annoying little smirk.
‘This asshole must be stupid or brain dead’
“You can’t be here. If someone sees you, you’ll get hurt or maybe even killed.”
“You worried about me, Zan-Zan?~”
Zanka’s face flushes slightly.
“Never mind, I hope you get found.”
‘Why do i even care, he deserves a good ass beating. Especially after what he did’
“Oof, ouch, that hurts.” Jabber dramatically grips his clothes.
Earning a stupid smile out of Zanka
Jabber’s eyes widen slightly
“Is that a smile?” The dreadhead says, kind of shocked.
Making the blonde’s face drop and turn pinkish
“No, the toxins must’ve gotten to your head.”
“Maybe~”
“Stop talking like that.” Zanka says, embarrassed and annoyed.
“Like what?~” Jabber says teasingly.
“Like that.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about~”
“I’m going to strangle you.”
“Please do.” Jabber’s eyes light up.
Making Zanka’s roll
“You’re a freak.”
“Correct~”
Zanka stares at the dreadhead’s face before realizing something.
“How did you get in here? I’m on the second floor.”
“I climbed, duh,” Jabber says like it is the most obvious thing ever.
‘No shit, I didn’t think you flew’ zanka thinks
“Okay, how did no one hear you?” Zanka is getting more annoyed by the second.
“I have my ways.”
He let’s out a long sigh
Zanka is already annoyed with Jabber and his shenanigans.
Jabber sits there, staring at Zanka’s face
“Why haven’t you left yet? I’m not fighting you.”
“I didn’t come for a fight, this time at least.”
The blonde looks at him confused and a little defensive.
“Then what did you come here for?”
‘What if he came for the boss’
Zanka was fully ready to grab assistant staff if he had to.
“A kiss~”
…
“A what?” the blonde is dumbfounded.
“You heard me.” jabber grins
“Why the fuck would I kiss you?”
“It’s either a kiss or I take the sphereite.”
Zanka's body tensed. He knew if Jabber took Rudo, everyone would have to go through everything again.
And he wouldn’t even be able to help stop him
“Are you serious?” Zanka’s voice deadpanned.
“Dead serious,” Jabber said, biting his bottom lip.
Zanka let out another long sigh.
Fuck it, it’s just a kiss
“Fine,” barely able to get the words out before the dreadhead slams his lips against the blonde’s.
‘Well damn, someone eager’
Zanka kisses him back, hoping to speed up the process.
Instead, Jabber deepens it. Licking Zanka’s bottom lip
‘What the hell?’
Zanka refused, not letting him access
So Jabber bites the blonde’s lip, making him open his mouth as a gasp, which allows the dreadhead to slip his tongue in his mouth.
‘What the hell! What does this maniac think he’s doing’ Zanka thinks to himself.
Not realizing he’s kissing Jabber back
Their tongues swirl together perfectly.
Like they’ve done this a million times already
‘His tongue is…surprisingly soft, and not loaded with toxins.’
Zanka bites Jabber’s tongue, making him whimper softly.
Jabber pulls him on his lap as Zanka’s arms wrap around his neck.
They're now flush against each other, chest to chest, hip to hip.
Zanka pulls back for air.
Looking at Jabber's eyes,Filled with lust and slight admiration
‘He looks good’ zanka thinks
But quickly brushes the thought away
“What?” Zanka asks, feeling nervous under his gaze.
“You’re pretty.”
Zanka’s face flushes.
“You’re insane,” he says back.
“For you~” Jabber kisses down Zanka’s jaw to his neck.
Starting to suck and bite roughly
“You make me fucking sick~”
Zanka whines and whimpers.
Pulling his dreads roughly so their faces meet again
His tongue sliding back into Jabber’s mouth
They fight for dominance, teeth clashing together and tongues bumping.
This is the only fight that Zanka’s winning
Jabber feels himself losing, so he thrusts his hips upward.
Making Zanka gasp “You fucking cheater.”
He does it back, making them both groan.
‘This is such a bad idea’
They continue making out while dry humping each other.
“Jabber~”
“Zanka~”
“Mmm fuck, faster”
Jabber speeds up, holding Zanka’s hips down
Zanka moans loudly
And Jabber swallows it
“We can’t be getting caught, now can we?”
“Shut up, asshole” zanka pulls him back into a kiss
Whining, whimpering, groaning, and moaning inside each other's mouth
“God, I hate you so much.” Zanka groans in Jabber's mouth.
“I bet you do~” Jabbers says back
‘I want more, I need more’
Zanka runs his hand up Jabber’s shirt
Feeling self inflicted scars and gunshots scars
he’s well built
Zanka realizes the hard thing pressing against him
It’s big
He looks down seeing Jabber hard on in between their bodies
‘If his bulge is this big, how big is he?’ A rush of lust and adrenaline rushes through Zanka’s spine, making him hard
“Well look at that~” Jabber teases
“Shut up~” zanka grinds down harder, pulling jabber back into a kiss
They're both in their own world with each other.
Not caring about a thing in the world, just making sure they get off
Jabber starts pulling at Zanka’s waistband
‘It wasn’t supposed to go this far, but holy shit, I can’t stop, and I don’t want to stop.’
Before Jabber can pull off Zanka’s pants
A sound pulls them out of their heads.
The door opens with Enjin standing in the doorway with a bag, his face going through the five stages of grief in a matter of seconds.
“What.the.fuck.”
“Uh oh~” Jabber says chuckling slightly
Zanka practically jumps off Jabber.
His face drained of color.
‘This cannot be happening’
Jabber sits there with a wide grin on his face.
Fortunately, instead of starting a fight, Jabber stands up and walks towards the open window.
“We’ll have more fun later, bye, Mr. Bad attitude~”
Zanka’s not looking at enjin but he just knows he’s glaring at Jabber hard
Jabber hops out the window
Leaving zanka and Enjin alone
“Zanka.”
Zanka tenses as he looks at Enjin.
His face is covered in multiple emotions.
Rage, disbelief, disappointment, and worry
Zanka begs for the floor to open up and eat him whole.
“I can explain”