A/N: I thought of this during class the other day and almost laughed out loud. Hope you enjoy!
“Oh come on doll! It’s not a big deal!” Jerome groans, walking after you as you stormed into the apartment.
“It is to me! You know I wanted to slit her throat and you just shot her in the head! How could you! I was looking forward to it!” You whined.
“Why did you wanna kill her so bad anyway?” Jerome eyes you curiously.
“Because I saw the way she looked at you. Looking at you like a piece of candy.” Your tone changed dangerously and your eyes darkened. Jerome rolls his eyes.
“What?” He sighed.
“Don’t act stupid Jerome because I am so mad I could slap you right now!” You yelled back and threw your gun on the table.
Jerome’s face erupts into a grin. “Do it.”
You spun around angrily. Now it was your turn to question. “What?”
“I dare you to slap me sugar. Slap me silly.”
Jerome cackled and leaned forward, pushing his chin out. He continued to laugh mockingly which made your blood boil. So you strode over and slapped him as hard as you could with a yell and squeaked. Jerome slowly turned to look at you shakily, as the right corner of his face had, peeled away and was slowly sliding off.
“Doll.” Jerome said quietly.
“Yeah?” You said in a small voice.
“Get the stapler would ya?” He croaked and held the skin in place. You frantically nodded and ran around searching for it and quickly brought it back to him. You winced as he gagged whilst stapling it back on.
You stood there for the next twenty minutes apologising profusely. Jerome laughed it off, naturally but you still felt bad.
“Well I guess there’s one thing you could do.” Jerome pointed.
“What? Bandages? Cream?”
“I was thinking more along the lines of you sucking my-“
“No! Jerome!” You huffed and stormed off to the kitchen.