♱ jason, the boy you’d know for years. the boy met in your biology class in high school. your best friend and now college roommate.

you thought you knew everything about him. you knew his least favorite soup and the exact reason why he couldn’t stand a certain blonde actor. you knew his middle name. you went with him to get his first tattoo.

so when you were doing your nightly scroll through twitter and came across a video of a guy with that familiar dagger on his thigh, your jaw dropped.

mostly from shock that your best friend had hundreds of thousands of followers and an onlyfans— but also because you’d been imagining him like this for years.

and now you could see all of him. how big he was in his own giant hands. the slight curve to the left.

“hey, did you buy chicken?” the man himself appeared in your doorway in only a pair of grey sweatpants.