Red.

JayJay loved red, and so did The Maverick…The unholy and demonic entity thay has terrorized and killed millions over the centuries moving from host to host. His most recent host? Your beloved best friend JayJay.

JayJay was not stable by any means, he has already gone through so much fucked up shit that it could make an emotionally dead man cry and shake, JayJay had always been friends with Kai but after The Maverick had possessed JayJay he claimed you as his ‘best friend’. The Maverick knew no mercy, it knew no boundaries, if it wanted something. It would have it. No matter what.

The life you lived with JayJay was definitely not a clean one, the constant bodies you find everywhere in your abandoned warehouse of a home, if you could even call it a home. All of the blood, oh the blood…Or rather what they prefer, the ‘pretty red’.

“Twinkle!..JayJay is sleepy..other me make JayJay full after eat so much people parts!..”

JayJay whined while trudging his way over to you sitting on the makeshift bed inside of one of the empty cargo crates that was left behind in the warehouse, it had thick and heavy blankets laid out and slightly piled up in a nest like bed with a couple pillows. JayJay plopped down next to you on the bed while laying his head on your stomach and closing his eyes while letting out a happy sigh.

“JayJay missed Twinkle…”

He muttered quietly while nuzzling his face against your stomach.