Why You Shouldn't Google Yourself
Title: Don't Google Yourself [Drabble of sorts?]
Author: Shazzy x_fangs_up_x
Warnings: Mmm Mentions of porn, nothing too bad...mentions of Pete Wentz? LoL
Pairing: Spencer Smith/Jon Walker
Summary: Now Jon's not stupid, oh no! He knows all about slash and fanfiction. Ryden, Gabilliam, Peterick..Joncer
Disclaimer: Yeah I totally own them. Psh, I wish. Not real, ayee?
It's official, Jon Walker is BORED! God, he loves touring and all but he thinks he might have to pull his hair out from boredom if he doesn't find something (check that, yes, something...NOT someone) to do soon.
Brendon and Ryan are gone (not unusual), Spencer's gone (to where he's not sure), heck, even the driver is gone! Jon..Jon's just alone, and bored!
Now, Jon knows you shouldn't Google yourself. He knows it makes you seem vain and self centred, but Jon can't think of anything else to do. So he waits for Google to load, then types in 'Jon Walker'. He pauses for a moment, staring at the words on the screen, before adding 'and Spencer Smith'. At least this way, he's tecnically not looking up himself. He's looking up himself, and Spencer.
Jon scrolls down through the list of sites found. Mostly interviews, interviews Jon can't even remember doing! Couple of youtube videos, a panic fansite, something about Gerard Way? Alright, why that showed up Jon has no idea. He slows as he sees something that interests him. Joncer.
Now Jon's not stupid, oh no! He knows all about slash and fanfiction. Ryden, Gabilliam, Peterick..Joncer. He's heard of it, Jesus he knows Pete Wentz! Of COURSE he knows what fanfiction is, has heard many drunken stories about it from the aforementioned man.
However, Jon's mind decides to temporarily go on hold. A sudden curiosity takes hold of him, and his brain just sits back and pretends to be naieve. Jon clicks.
He scrolls down, eyes gliding slowly back and forth as he reads and...oh God. Oh God. Just reading some of this stuff makes him want to moan, so he does. Low and deep in his throat.
"Whatcha reading?" comes a voice from behind him, and Jon jumps, quickly scrambling to click out of the site.
"Uhhhh....nothing!"
"Psh, sure. That's why you clicked out of it so fast!" says Spencer Smith, with a rather cocky smirk on his lips. "You were so reading porn."
"I was not!" Jon blushes. "I was just workin' on something and I thought you were Brendon and I was afraid he might wipe it off."
"I see." Spencer lets it drop, sitting beside Jon and stretching. Jon tries not to stare as his shirt rides up to reveal milky white skin.
"Uh...I'm gonna have a shower." Jon tells Spencer, standing up and stretching himself.
"Alright. Mind if I use your laptop, mine's still not workin'?" Spencer looks up at Jon innocently and, ch'yeah like anyone could say no to that.
"Go right ahead."
"Thanks."
Spencer waits until he hears the door to the small bathroom in the bus click shut, then he quickly goes into Super Sly Spencer - Ineternet Hacker! mode.
He hits up an internet page, and fiddles about until he gets in to 'My Recently Viewed' pages. His mouth falls opened when the page finally flickers onto the screen. SO not what he was expecting.
Now, Spencer's mind is not like Jon's mind. When Spencer is faced with fanfiction, his mind doesn't play the all innocent and naieve role. Spencer Smith knows what this stuff is.
Jon runs his hands through his hair, rinsing the last traces of shampoo from it as the water beats down hard on his skin. He squeezes his eyes tight and enjoys the sensation, jumping ever so slightly when a body slides in behind him.
"Told you it was porn," Spencer whispers into his ear.
~Ze End.
Author: Shazzy x_fangs_up_x
Warnings: Mmm Mentions of porn, nothing too bad...mentions of Pete Wentz? LoL
Pairing: Spencer Smith/Jon Walker
Summary: Now Jon's not stupid, oh no! He knows all about slash and fanfiction. Ryden, Gabilliam, Peterick..Joncer
Disclaimer: Yeah I totally own them. Psh, I wish. Not real, ayee?
It's official, Jon Walker is BORED! God, he loves touring and all but he thinks he might have to pull his hair out from boredom if he doesn't find something (check that, yes, something...NOT someone) to do soon.
Brendon and Ryan are gone (not unusual), Spencer's gone (to where he's not sure), heck, even the driver is gone! Jon..Jon's just alone, and bored!
Now, Jon knows you shouldn't Google yourself. He knows it makes you seem vain and self centred, but Jon can't think of anything else to do. So he waits for Google to load, then types in 'Jon Walker'. He pauses for a moment, staring at the words on the screen, before adding 'and Spencer Smith'. At least this way, he's tecnically not looking up himself. He's looking up himself, and Spencer.
Jon scrolls down through the list of sites found. Mostly interviews, interviews Jon can't even remember doing! Couple of youtube videos, a panic fansite, something about Gerard Way? Alright, why that showed up Jon has no idea. He slows as he sees something that interests him. Joncer.
Now Jon's not stupid, oh no! He knows all about slash and fanfiction. Ryden, Gabilliam, Peterick..Joncer. He's heard of it, Jesus he knows Pete Wentz! Of COURSE he knows what fanfiction is, has heard many drunken stories about it from the aforementioned man.
However, Jon's mind decides to temporarily go on hold. A sudden curiosity takes hold of him, and his brain just sits back and pretends to be naieve. Jon clicks.
He scrolls down, eyes gliding slowly back and forth as he reads and...oh God. Oh God. Just reading some of this stuff makes him want to moan, so he does. Low and deep in his throat.
"Whatcha reading?" comes a voice from behind him, and Jon jumps, quickly scrambling to click out of the site.
"Uhhhh....nothing!"
"Psh, sure. That's why you clicked out of it so fast!" says Spencer Smith, with a rather cocky smirk on his lips. "You were so reading porn."
"I was not!" Jon blushes. "I was just workin' on something and I thought you were Brendon and I was afraid he might wipe it off."
"I see." Spencer lets it drop, sitting beside Jon and stretching. Jon tries not to stare as his shirt rides up to reveal milky white skin.
"Uh...I'm gonna have a shower." Jon tells Spencer, standing up and stretching himself.
"Alright. Mind if I use your laptop, mine's still not workin'?" Spencer looks up at Jon innocently and, ch'yeah like anyone could say no to that.
"Go right ahead."
"Thanks."
Spencer waits until he hears the door to the small bathroom in the bus click shut, then he quickly goes into Super Sly Spencer - Ineternet Hacker! mode.
He hits up an internet page, and fiddles about until he gets in to 'My Recently Viewed' pages. His mouth falls opened when the page finally flickers onto the screen. SO not what he was expecting.
Now, Spencer's mind is not like Jon's mind. When Spencer is faced with fanfiction, his mind doesn't play the all innocent and naieve role. Spencer Smith knows what this stuff is.
Jon runs his hands through his hair, rinsing the last traces of shampoo from it as the water beats down hard on his skin. He squeezes his eyes tight and enjoys the sensation, jumping ever so slightly when a body slides in behind him.
"Told you it was porn," Spencer whispers into his ear.
~Ze End.