#Jay: Ex-fucking-cuse me?!!

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On account of your last drabble which i loved i am officially requesting jealous zane because im a greedy little munchkin

- @whumpawink (no pressure ofc lol)

He does go hard (bless him). And I'd love to explore this but I don't really have much ideas (YET) for jealous Zayne. I'm gonna keep it in the back of my mind and add it to the rotisserie chickens so who knows, maybe someday something will bloom.

For now, have a bonus drabble:

“Hey, love.”

Jay grunted something as he shrugged off his jacket and tossed his keys onto the table.

“Rough day?”

“You have no idea.” Unfortunately, it hadn’t escaped Dennis that he had gone white as a sheet as soon as the word ‘motorcycle’ entered the conversation, and well, the rest had been rather hard to explain. Maybe he could buy off his guilt with some company sponsored flowers, but he didn’t feel it was enough to make amends.

“Well…” Zayne grinned, sitting back and rested an ankle on his knee. “I’m glad you no longer have to stay late.”

“You nearly killed my fucking boss because you couldn’t stand someone else making my life miserable?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

A beat passed and they just stared at each other. Then Zayne spoke up without any shame.

“I did it because I was jealo—”

“FUCK!”

[dick-grayson-but-normal-ish]

huh? i'd what??

Jay's an assassin?#/=@$?

do not bite me, i swear to fuck, kid, if you do

10? ex-fucking-cuse me? Bruce let this happen?! what?

hi! never seen you before wich means new people to annoy! FUCJ yeah. im blue, and im blue! :3! i arson. 🔥🔥🔥

@recklessblueie

hellooo!

you're what now.

no arson please, Blue!!

[wannabemasterofwindintraining]

Nya: hah friend turning evil a classic

Macy: ex fucking cuse me???

Jay: we all got got by the literal embodiment of evil, it was weird

Jay: except Lloyd he was fine

Lloyd: but i was evil one

Cole: nah dude you were possessed that doesn't count

Jay: nya was evil for a while...

Kai: seriously what the fuck is he talking about?

Nya: i told you to not think about it

Cole: i think pixal was evil for a few seconds

Lance: who the fuck is pixal

Kai: and Lloyds dad too, he's actually still evil

Lloyd:

Kai: oh sorry dude didn't mean to bring back painful memories

Clay: do you guys mind? I'm trying to destroy you right now

Something isn't right

Monstrox when he sees a wild zane appear out of nowhere

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Letting out an exhausted and exasperated sigh, Zayne slumped on the couch. He sat forward, elbows on his knees, forehead resting on his wrist.

This week had been complete and utter shite. First having actually accomplished the impossible for a job, then instead of a bloody thank you or just a ‘good’, he got completely chewed out by Emery just an hour ago for one minor bloody thing to go wrong. He’d just talked and talked and Zayne had to endure it without getting a word in.

Guy missed his goddamn calling becoming the most hated teacher at some secondary school or something, fucking hell. Instead of becoming a CEO isolated in some office at the top floor (understandable) when he had the potential to make so much more people miserable than just Zayne.

Zayne hadn’t been lectured like that in almost twenty years (when his mum’d found out about him beating the shit out of some lad who’d thrown a brick through his mum’s kitchen window). Difference was she actually made him feel bad. He just really made him want to choose violence. But he couldn’t; he was forced to just stand there and listen to him rant and threaten (no one left to threaten though) and Zayne only could get through it by imagining blowing off some steam when he’d get back to Jay’s.

Now that he was here though, he found he just didn’t have the energy to do so. Instead, he’d just snarfed down what he’d found in the fridge, found that it lifted his mood a tiny bit, and crashed down.

He closed his eyes when he heard the door open and glanced down at his watch. Of all the times Jay actually had to come home early. He quickly sat back, pretending nothing was wrong, but gave Jay a hint with a cautionary side-glance, containing as much malice as he could muster through his exhaustion.

Luckily, Jay took the hint and disappeared into the kitchen without a word, retreating behind the wall.

But his peace didn’t last for long.

“Is eating someone else’s food your way of ensuring you’re not the only person who’s pissed?! I made those burrito’s for tonight and you didn’t just take one but ate the entire goddamn plate what the fuck?!”

“Please shut up,” Zayne grunted. His full stomach was the only positive thing about today. And while a pissed Jay usually made him perk up, he wasn’t in the mood for any banter resulting in him having to draw his knife to shut him the hell up.

“What?” Jay appeared again. “You just—“

“Maybe you should leave for a bit,” Zayne cut over him in a firm voice.

Jay gawped. “Ex-cuse me?”

“Just get out for a bit. Ten minutes. Ten fucking minutes, that’s all I want. Ten minutes to just… fuck, get some peace. Go away.”

“Peace?!” Jay almost spat and opened his mouth again to counter that blatant piece of irony but he held his tongue. Wisely. But not for long. “What the hell, man? This is my flat you’re crashing in and if you need space go for a ride or—“

Zayne slowly got up from the couch and stepped towards Jay without a word, just a withering glance that spelled out murder (or torture more likely), his fists tightened and his jaw set, telling Jay all he needed to know and he quickly backpedaled.

“Out,” Zayne hissed.

Jay fell back a step. “I… I guess I could go for some groceries…” he stuttered under Zayne’s gaze.

“I don’t give a fuck. Just don’t show your face here for a while.”

Jay slowly rolled his eyes, but more in confusion than irritation (though definitely a combination of both) and he picked up his bag again. As he opened the door he mumbled “Better get that piss ass mood out too while I’m gone.”

“OUT!”

“Fuck, okay, okay, fine!”

And with that, the door slammed behind him and Jay stood bewildered on the landing.

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Tagggin cause this got longer than I thought: @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi @burtlederp @castielamigos-whump-side-blog @hurtmebeautifully @rougenoirofthepurpleterror @susiequaz12 @whump-me-all-night-long @whumpinggoodtime @rippedjeansandfadeddreams @im-just-here-for-the-whump @restrainthenmaime @freefallingup13 @whatwasmyprevioususername @myfriendcallsmeasickwoman19 @firewheeesky @redstainedsocks @myst-in-the-mirror @whumpawink @break-so-beautifully @approach-me-and-ill-cry @painsandconfusion @afabulousmrtake @wormwriting @soopytime @whumpyzombie

@wormwriting was talking about a whumper who visits whumpee's place and gets sick of them and all I could think of is Zayne being like 'Can you please just give me some space?? for TEN minutes?? Out. Get out.'

And Jay just kinda blinks, staring around. '...but....this is my apartment???'

'OUT'

'Geez, okay okay-'

Poor guy just wants to be alone for a minute in a nice and warm apartment with food and here comes this nag pestering him about stolen burrito's while he's just endured a rant from Emery and he just wants some peace and is not ready for torturing yet jeezus jay can't you read the room.