“Kasedilla?” Kasey’s eyes widened and her heart almost burst out of her chest. She couldn’t believe the nickname that had just fallen from his mouth. It’d been over a year since they started dating, over a year since they met for the first time in Hawaii, over a year since she fell head over heels in love with a boy she’d never guess she’d be with. He was everything but what she thought would be her future lover back then. She assumed that her mother would want a clean cut, rich spoiled brat to be her boyfriend and/or husband. Chris was not a clean cut spoiled brat, but he was everything she could’ve ever asked for. The gorgeous boy could easily clean up well even though she’d just teased him about it, but he could be respectful and kind to anyone. He was a hard-worker and Kasey knew that’d get him far in life. It’d already gotten him far in life and the admiring girl knew that he’d keep it up. Picking up the mascara in her dainty hands, she easily coated it lightly onto her already long enough lashes and blinked several times before switching to the other eye. Since Chris was standing right behind her she was going to put on even less than she wanted to. Finishing the natural makeup with a dash of the close to clear lip gloss, she popped her lips and a small smile emerged onto her face. A slight blush arose to the apples of her cheeks and she turned around to face him. Placing her hands on his chest, she looked up at the man she loved and tilted her head. “You always say that, baby.” She shook her head with a small smile and then hit him playfully as he yawned.
While adding the finishing touches to her jet black locks, she started to think about their future together. She thought maybe in a couple years, she’d be the one at the church getting ready with butterflies in her stomach, while their loved ones were in Kasey’s place right now getting ready to see the happy couple finally elope. She couldn’t imagine who else she was going to marry. Once her relationship with Chris had gotten serious, she didn’t want to think of any other relationships she had before or ever ending this one with Chris. The girl could just imagine going to the dress shop with her mother and sisters while she tried on numerous wedding dresses and hearing squeals escape her family’s mouths. It’s like she could almost see Chris waiting at the end of the aisle, maybe even with tears in his eyes or at least a lump in his throat. It was a fact that most people got emotional at weddings. It’s like your whole relationship was leading up to this moment when you finally got to call this person you’d spent all your time on yours forever. Kasey had already dedicated herself to Chris and didn’t want to dedicate herself to anyone else but him. Turning off the curling wand she was finally ready and waited for Chris to answer her in the living room. Scoffing, she watched as he got up off the couch. “You’re such a smartass.” Rolling her eyes with a smirk on her face, she tangled her fingers in his and rubbed her thumb against the back of his hand, like always. As they walked to the car, she glanced at his side profile and sighed to herself. Everything about him was perfect and it was always going to be.
Merely snickering as he slid a thin slice of spearmint gum into his mouth, he shook his head at the russet-eyed girl. “I didn’t stutter, did I?” Having one of the thick brows perch up with the corner of his lips twitching into an amused smile. He was stunned himself he remembered the nickname but it was one memory he dared not to forget. From that time that name first departed from his lips to now, there was so many new memories that filled that gap; for him to remember that after all the struggles they’ve managed to muscle was impressive— if he was speaking for himself. A year later, Chris was doubtful of dating a girl like Kasey. When they spoke, she was aware she wasn’t so experienced when it came to love and or even lust. Not like the other females he’s messed with before with his time on the island. It was as if a part of him was roaring in his ear to leave her alone, let her wait for someone better to treat her as a princess as she should be. She didn’t deserve for her heart to go through a heartache. As some say, you need a little of that to get through life but for Chris he only wished Kasey happiness every second of the day. At the same time, another hushed voice was whispering for him to take a chance, for him to be that prince to treat her right and to love her right. He was glad he actually listened to the tinier voice seeing he’s much happier coming home to love Kasey rather than creeping on the low with another girl who awaited for his arrival. Not only him seem to be pleased with his decision, but people like his mother adored Kasey to pieces. He’s been told his father’s been smiling more and even asking when would their next visit be. He wasn’t too sure of Kasey’s side. He was aware they would squeal if the two simply held hands yet he always wondered what thoughts drifted through their minds when Chris wasn’t in sight and if they’d ever gossip of him. Of course he couldn’t do anything about that, that was his girlfriend’s family. It was almost as his tolerance level sky-rocketed being with Kasey. Before they even knew each other if someone was to breathe the wrong way around the ash-blond boy, there would’ve been a problem and just the small things such as that made him feel even more blessed to have her.
"I say it because it’s true." He mumbled with a roll of his eyes. He could never and would never understand make up and the crave women have for it to be in their lives. Basically to him, it was just colors on a canvas and he wished Kasey would understand there was no need to fix what God already put his paintbrush on. Yet, whatever made the female happy shouldn’t tick him at all. It wasn’t like he was forbidding her from applying it. Anytime she got invited out, he wasn’t sure of who was the host or where it was going sometimes but whenever she turned her face it was slightly alluring with all the shades popping out to him. Nevertheless, the natural look would always demolish. "One of the things you knew about me when you said yes to being my girl." He shrugged, mindlessly placing his hand down her back as they walked out of the cozy apartment. He chuckled, pulling his hand away from her soft ones that tickled him before playfully pushing her ahead of him. It was all blissful as they brought back old memories to the present, it was great to look back at and chuckle with. He watched Kasey gracefully sat in the passenger car, closing the doors afterwards as Chris went to the driver’s side. "You know this is my first wedding." He muttered, chortling after himself almost in pity. He was sure Kasey has to been to at least one, considering she was apart of the Kardashian family and he wasn’t so sure of how many couples were married currently but he knew Khloe & Lamar was one. Securing himself in the car, he waited until Kasey was all ready before cruising off to the church where it was decorated with soft colors like lavender and peach, something like how Chris wanted his to be set up. Even when the car stopped, his hands were glued to the steering wheel as he continued to look ahead in nervousness.
Today was the day of one of Chris’ best friends, Andre, was going to finally get married to his beautiful fiancée. Kasey had only met Andre the time she went home to New York with Chris when the very dramatic dinner happened. That was something she really wished she could forget about his family, but she really couldn’t since it was the first impression she had gotten from the Biebers. She’d visited numerous times after that memory and it’d now been replaced with many loving memories instead. It always popped into her mind every once in while when she’d be laying in bed with Chris, tracing his features while he quietly breathed with hooded eyes. She’d think about the life he had before they met and almost felt sorry for him sometimes, but she knew the boy laying before her wouldn’t want her to do that, so she immediately stopped. Today was the day where she’d see a gorgeous girl in a white flowing dress marry the man she loved. Kasey was loving and caring and would attend every wedding every day of the year if it was possible. Weddings made her so happy because she got to see people who loved each other be even happier.
The lean girl walked to her closet and picked out a red dress that stopped in the middle of her thighs and cut in small v on her chest. Sliding it on, she walked by the bathroom and saw her boyfriend of over a year now, fixing his golden locks that he seemed to be mildly obsessed with at times. Rolling her eyes slightly, she walked into the room and plugged in her curling wand and waited for it to heat up. “You clean up nicely, Bieber.” She stuck her bottom lip out and tilted her head as she looked at him in the reflection of the large mirror. Patting his shoulder got out her small makeup bag and took out some mascara, eyeliner and lip gloss. Kasey knew Chris didn’t like make up as much as she did, but it was a wedding and she had to use at least a little bit of it. Quickly applying the light makeup, she started to lightly curl the ends of her long hair. Applying finishing touches, she sprayed on her favorite perfume Chris had given to her on their one year anniversary and slid on her black heels. Walking into the living room where she knew he was waiting, she held onto her clutch and rose her eyebrows. “Ready to go?”
Licking the chapped, cupid-pink pair of lips that belong to him and dragging of the excess off them now they were moist enough. Chris has never really been to a wedding, he’s appeared at more funerals than weddings. He only hoped peoples faces would be masked with awe and admiration as they are in movies. What was even more joyous about the event was that Kasey happened to be coming along as well. Who else would Chris have picked to be his date? He practically opened his eyes to her when the blinding sun shone down and closed them when the darkness and tiredness was overtaking him. Tucking the dress shirt into his pants, cautious not to make so much wrinkles pop forward, he continued to stare into his reflection in the mirror. The butterscotch-eyed boy was more than pleased to hear the news of Andre getting married. Chris was only sure of he had been talking to a female, he never knew it was so serious that he’d be preparing himself for their wedding. Nevertheless, he gave off nothing but content for his friend. Hopefully one day the tables will rotate, having Andre preparing himself for Chris’s wedding. The world always managed to give Chris’s mind a task of thinking on its own. He wondered how his wedding would be, whether or not he’d actually have a say in how the majestic day would play off. He actually wouldn’t mind if he didn’t seeing as girls have the tendencies to gush over things such as this. You’d be depriving them of the day they’ve wrote lists for, saved wish lists for, chattered and boasted of with their girlfriends and Chris was just happy to see his girlfriend of a year or so to smile, that was a blessing enough.
Letting out a cough that’s been building up from his chest, he let out a hushed chortled. He was actually going to a wedding, where two people were about to tie the knot and commit to each other. Forever. That was pretty frightening enough in Chris’s book. Of course there always is divorce but the boy planned on getting married once and he’d doubt he’d find a replica of Kasey. She took the place of many others such as his friends and old relatives yet none of them could dare to challenge to take the place of her. He ironed his clothes with his opened hand, reducing all the creases. He slid on the silky, warm leather that hugged his upper body a reasonable amount. He was finally pleased with his appearance, he began to c’mon through the slight quiff that crowned his head perfectly. It looked as if it was naturally that way, without he help of a little bit if styling gel. A ghost of a grin crept onto his features as the small-framed girl made her way into the bathroom, Chris turned his focus onto her, still amazed at how he had the leisure of calling her his. Toying with the golden watch that dangled a little from his wrist, a small scoff departed from his lips. “Don’t lie to me, Kasedillia.” He merely chuckled, even a year now and he still kept in memory the names he teased her with. Seeing she was overtaking the bathroom, he stood behind her as he tried to wrap his head around her vision. It was no shock that Chris had destructive thoughts that often out himself in trouble or a position he was usually unhappy with. He wondered what she thought of herself, if she’d ever come to realization that a girl blessed with such gracious features should and would be with a much more pleasant boy than Chris. Even when he tried, he swore it was never good enough considering he always messed up and not just relationships- practically everything. As the brushes drew across her face and the colors became more popping to his eye, he also wondered how girls do it and if they ever actually wore make up even in the house with no plans in their agenda book. “Kase, you don’t need a lot baby girl.” He mumbled almost like a note. It’s not that he despised the cosmetics, he thought she was beautiful without. To him, seeing her blemishes and tinted rose cheeks rather than some coral blush covering it up was just a sight worth eyes. Yawning, probably just to tease the girl and note for her to hurry up, he strolled out of the bathroom and into the living room where he gazed at the framed pictures of the two; most of them with cheesy smiles, others of them not even aware a camera was in sight. His lips curved into a tiny grin before a familiar scent danced its way into the room, causing Chris to snap his head back to Kasey. “No, just got ready to sit in the couch and watch Adventure Time.” He mocked in a teasing voice, tracing her ear seeing he didn’t dare to ruin her curls. “Let’s go then.” He whispered, his other hand entangling with her tiny hands. It made him chuckle how large the contrast was but he leaded the way in hopes Kasey would have the male to support in if she ever did trip into those heels.
Kasey only hoped that Chris’s family liked her. For some reason, she felt that his father didn’t like her just because of that odd outbreak at their home when she first visited. She hoped that they’d be able to go back to his nice home and make it a better and memorable time. Even though watching her boyfriend get slugged in the face by his father was very memorable, she wanted a nice memory to remember his family by. Right now, all she could think about when she heard him talk about his family was his dad’s face once he punched Chris. He didn’t even look guilty or scared that he’d just hit his son. The thing she hoped most was that he hadn’t hurt Chris like that before. If he had laid a harmful finger on him before, Kasey would probably go mad. No one deserved to be abused, even though she let herself be abused for a while by Brandon. Chris told Kasey to go out with her family one night and only because the game between the Heat and the Spurs was on. She decided to head over to Kim’s house where her family was getting together. She remembered right as she opened the door, the whole family scurried towards her and started to squeal. Kasey furrowed her eyebrows and waited for them to speak. “We’ve seen pictures of you and Chris together on Instagram and shit.” Kim squealed and tickled Kasey’s sides. Kasey giggled lightly and batted her sister’s hands away. “And?” Kasey furrowed her eyebrows with a goofy smile on her face, waiting to see what everyone was excited about. “You have a shitload of followers on everything now, Kasey.” Kendall appeared from the kitchen with a piece of pizza in her hand and ate it quickly to rush over to her twin and hug her to death. Kasey was almost toppled over, but maintained her balance somehow in her Louboutin sparkly heels. “I think you’re getting a little famous!” Her mother emerged from the kitchen as well and ran to Kasey, giving her a big hug. Kasey sighed deeply, and rubbed her mom’s back. “Look, I didn’t really sign up for this, you know? I mean, sure, I appreciate people who recognize me as a celebrity I guess. But mom, I’m not a celebrity. I don’t do anything. I’m just a part of an amazing, but famous, family.” Kasey smiled and the whole family smiled and let out some ‘aw’ noises before joining into a group hug. “You’re all special to us, you know. I just know how you thought you used to live in my shadow. I just want you to know that you’re your own person and that person is quite amazing, Kase.” Kendall smiled genuinely and a small tear came from her eye. Kasey shook her head. “Don’t cry. I always looked up to you, even if we did really hate each other.” Kasey laughed softly and Kendall laughed along. There was no longer jealousy or a rivalry between the twins and Kasey really liked that. At that moment though, she felt she’d never fully be able to forgive Kendall for what she’d done to her, but she still appreciated her effort to get Kasey’s approval and forgiveness. Kasey knew that Chris still was concerned about hurting her and she’d wish he’d stop doing it. He was messing with his own mind and it made her sad that he was doing it to himself. Sometimes Chris seemed to think too hard and then would get sad about whatever he was thinking of. Kasey usually could cheer him up in times like those, but she was still sad that he did it to himself. She knew that he was a little scarred because Brooklyn, one of his best friends, took pills because of him. Kasey would never know what to do if someone tried overdosing because of her. It would kill her mentally and emotionally. If Chris ever did anything to harm himself because of something she did, she’d never be able to live it down. It’d scar her forever and it’d always be there in the back of her mind, haunting her thoughts. Kasey had stored pills in the medicine cabinet behind the mirror. She didn’t even know why she had them. The only time she took them out was when she got into a fight with Chris because of the voicemail Brooklyn sent to his phone. That must’ve been the reason why he always checked her medicine before she took it. Kasey was once going through Chris’s laundry pile to start a new load, but then found a little journal in the back of his dresser. She didn’t open it, but the front said “MY SONGS. DON’T TOUCH.” So, she obeyed the command and put it back where it was before. She’d always wondered if he could sing better than Justin or if any songs were about her. Kasey had only heard Chris sing a couple of times, but very faintly. She thought he was an amazing singer, but couldn’t tell if he was any better than Justin because they were singing hushed in a bed back in Hawaii. Kasey jokingly rolled her eyes and watched as Chris propped his feet up. “We’re out of that, sorry.” She giggled and hit his chest softly with the back of her hand. Now being distracted by the gorgeous boy in front of her, the sound of the water hitting the hard shower floor had disappeared into a small humming noise. Whenever she had intimate moments with Chris, it was like everything else left the world and he was the only thing she could see. As his lips attached to her skin, a small moan escaped her lips and seemed to go straight into Chris’s ear since he was right next to her mouth. She didn’t even bother to see where or if his lips had made a mark. The time she stopped caring was after she posted a video of herself and Chris in bed as they woke up on YouTube. The only reason why she finally woke up that morning was because Chris had been literally sucking on her cheeks. He gave her a hicky on her cheek and she could easily feel it on her face. She took her phone out quickly and recorded the whole thing. Little did they know, their video got thousands upon thousands of hits and comments asking the couple to make another video. She’d ask him about that later because she didn’t know if he wanted their relationship all over the internet. After he spread shower gel onto her glistening body, she took a couple steps backwards as Chris had pushed her that way. Kasey’s hands made their way to his chiseled chest where she ran her fingertips over his wet body. She could feel every crevice of his muscled chest and traced every tattoo. Now that the kiss was getting passionate and hot, she felt herself being hoisted up. Wrapping her lean legs around his torso, she attached her lips to his jaw instinctively. Suddenly, she felt him slide into her tight core and opened her eyes again to find his hazel orbs right in front of hers. “Fuck, babe.” Small profanities slipped out of Kasey’s mouth under her breath once Chris nestled his head into her neck. Now that her back was pressed against the wall, she felt his weight on top of hers. Bringing her lips to his ear as he continued to pump inside her, she smirked before speaking. “I love you so much.” Her voice lightly whispered.
Chris only wished for each families to at least tolerate and respect Kasey and him as a couple. It’d be a catastrophe for the two families to come together and end up collapsing miserably. He never properly met Kasey’s side of the family and even though she and Kendall had made up, which he was somewhat happy for— he never forgave her what she did. The golden wheat haired boy was one to hold grudges all the way to the day he was carried to his hearse. He had nothing but happiness to give for Kasey rekindling with her twin, he almost wished he could do the same even though Justin and his relationship was never as toxic. Despite how much he disliked Kendall, if their path ever was to cross again which he was sure of considering he was dating her twin— Chris would be able to fake a smile for the sake of Kasey. Visualizing how everything would go if they ever organized some kind of an event for the two sides of the families to join together. He could picture the aurora of his mother’s cooking and Kim’s expensive perfume combining, Jazzy along with Mason and Penelope playing with each other to cause a bigger mess than there is, and Chris and Kasey being the hosts of the whole thing just sneaking away from all mayhem to have time to themselves as if they didn’t have enough. It was almost crazy how attached they were to each other but Chris rather have that than a huge gap between them. He could just picture most, if not all of Kasey’s family members with their cameras out with the need of having at least ten pictures of the couple in their phones and on Instagram. He didn’t have any problem with that. There was nothing wrong with showing the world who he belonged to and who Kasey belonged to. Chris’s favorite pictures of them would have to be the ones off guard, looking at those photos would show you just how much the camera captured they loved each other without having to fake it with a pose or so. Even if Kasey always complained about how she wasn’t ready or so, he couldn’t help but adore them. He was still anxious about the dreadful day that he actually did something jeopardize their relationship. His leg would jerk, his hands would fold together, and his face would be masked with concentration as he contemplated on what would he have done, how’d he manage without Kasey and how they two would go their separate ways. These thoughts weren’t always on his mind but they usually just drifted through his train of thoughts, interrupting them and putting him into some sort of mood. Even with the girl’s reassurance that he wouldn’t do anything in the future, he couldn’t help but still have the thought in the back of his head. It was his mind playing some kind of a trick on itself and he didn’t know how or he could put a stop to it. He wondered if he would become those boyfriends who distant themselves from their girlfriend to have a night of blowing clouds and chugging booze to come home to their lovers in bed, fast asleep probably because they could no longer stay up and wait to see their boyfriends enter through the door. Those nights however mostly lead up to cheating and Chris prayed he wouldn’t be that stupid to do something like that to Kasey. Handling her last relationship on top of that scandal would be heart-wrecking for her tiny lion heart. He didn’t share these thoughts with her, he didn’t want to down her with his messed up thoughts in contempt of Kasey’s ability to read him and notice when he was thinking like that. He’s witness the responses the two have received whenever they post a picture together or upload a video of themselves. Like he had said, he had no problem with Kasey flaunting the fact that she had a boyfriend who was truly, madly, deeply in love with her. It was better for her to do so than keep him in the shadows. She knew she’s been holding back of the spam she could do with pictures of them but wasn’t exactly sure if he would approve of their relationship all over social networks. Hell, he’d do it too but Kasey would probably win that war seeing she is a girl and girls have this passion to show the world their amazing relationship with their boyfriends. The steam was fogging up the bathroom and tainting anything with glass, including the shower itself. Her luminous blue black locks have been sleeked down due to the water spurring out of the shower head. Everything had been clouded in Chris’s hazelnut eyes with the exception of Kasey, of course. His plump lips dragged their way up her sterile neck, kissing the space just behind her earlobe, kissing the skin softly yet sweetly. His strokes were long and slow, seeing the moment was just clothed in magic somehow he took it the opportunity for it be paradisaical. His head bowed even to catch a glimpse of him leisurely descending into her seraphic gates which only he entered, and no other man ever would. Chris didn’t compare himself to God, he was way underneath him but way above other males. But like God, Chris could get easily jealous 110%. He would envy if anyone else was to access any love and/or a chance to sneak their way into Kasey’s pants. There was one point where he just continued to pump gradually into her, not even fully in. It was almost as if he was testing the waters once again or preparing her for what was to come next, getting the girl to adjust to his width again. Steadily, he glided himself into the girl, completely having her pressed against the watered shower walls even more. His eyelids were begging to be hooded by the pleasure, to luxuriate in fully however he kept them open to watch Kasey revel in the moment. Hearing her hushed, sweet whispers glissade into his ears was music that earned a moan from the boy. "You love me, baby?" His hands wrapped around her lower back, pushing her onto him even more as he felt her walls welcome him again with a compress. He gazed her angelic features even though she was too busy enjoying the moment. "How much do you love me, Kase’? Tell me how much you love me." He breathed, rolling his hips into the girl. "Tell." Roll. "How." Roll."Much." Roll. "You love me." He finished, slamming himself into her— not too much where it’d leave the poor girl sore but enough to make her give him what he desired.
Kasey was always concerned about how Chris’s family thought about her. She was just afraid they’d think of her as trashy or self-conceited as most people viewed the rest of her family. Kasey was only shown on the show three or four times, but had been caught in the background of family functions before. When the family trip was to Greece, Kasey was obviously sat at the dinner table with the rest of the family, but didn’t know the cameras were rolling. They’d already seen Kendall in a pink shirt, while Kasey was wearing a white one in the background. The media noticed it and posted it all over the internet saying that the show was either a total fake, or that Kendall suddenly had a duplicate. No one ever suspected she had a twin, but now it was all out in the open. Kendall had posted pictures of the two as children and then as teenagers on her Instagram all the time. It was like Kendall was trying to get Kasey famous. Kasey now had 5.4 million followers on her Instagram and it was crazy to her. Why would people be so fascinated in someone that was just a twin of a celebrity? That’s why Kasey sometimes felt inferior to her twin because it was like she was just a copy of an amazing person. She never used to think of Kendall as an amazing person through her eyes because she was a total bitch. Now, Kendall was trying to make her famous and she didn’t like that either. She went to Starbucks one morning before Chris was awake and was followed by paparazzi, but they were calling her Kendall. She was relieved because she thought they were following her because she was Kasey Jenner. Kasey never wanted to live the life of her family and was proud she didn’t. Being followed around all the time like that would get annoying and she didn’t like it for the fifteen minutes while she was getting coffee. When Kasey started getting feelings for Chris, he warned her that he broke hearts and moved on to the next one. He said that he didn’t want to hurt her. Chris hadn’t hurt her yet, so she didn’t see what he meant by that. Now, she was just happy he finally admitted to himself that he wasn’t going to hurt Kasey, because she knew he wasn’t going to either. She trusted him. If she didn’t have trust in him, she wouldn’t have ever started dating him and she wished he’d understand that. It had almost been a year since he asked her to be his on that night of confusion, tears and finally some cuddling. Kasey knew for a fact that when Chris met her family, he didn’t favor them that much. They were exactly what you’d see on television. They were inappropriate all the time, crazy when they drank and wild when they all got together. It wasn’t hard to dislike their family, really. They were annoying, and she even admitted that to people. When they asked ‘So, what’s it like being a Jenner and being related to the Kardashians?’ she’d simply reply ‘Crazy’. It was crazy all the time and it was never a calm household. Most people didn’t like that, including herself. Kasey could still remember the day that Tristan had told Chris that she liked him. It was a small and mild crush at the time and she thought he was much too occupied with Brooklyn and Harmony. They were both gorgeous, curvy and sex driven women that she didn’t think she’d stand a chance with. She was just surprised that he actually talked to her more than the other two girls, and even seemed to be genuinely happy while talking to her. Both their families had no idea what the two shared. The Jenners and Kardashians simply thought this was just Kasey’s boyfriend who would be gone in a couple of months, but it had been almost a year and they were still going strong. She had no idea what the Biebers thought of the two. Kasey hadn’t even seen Justin since he left Hawaii to go on tour, so she had no idea what Justin thought of the two either. He really shouldn’t be talking rudely about them if he was because the whole world seemed to disapprove of Jelena, since there’d been so much drama about the two in the media. Kasey wasn’t able to think about what would happen if she was no longer dating Chris. She didn’t want to be in love with anyone else if it wasn’t him. She didn’t want to date a nice church boy or a famous celebrity that Kendall would try to hook her up with. All she wanted was the gorgeous, loving and amazing boyfriend she had right now. In a couple years, she even hoped she’d be able to call him her husband and wear a ring proudly on the fourth finger of her left hand, symbolizing how much love they shared. She’d be happy with a ring from Claire’s that was five dollars, just as long as she knew how much it meant to the two of them. Groaning into his chest, she brought her face up to look at him again. “If you really want to be bathed like a two year old-“ She rolled her eyes and laid her hand on his stomach and pat it. “-I will do it, and treat you like a two year old.” She smiled and sat up from the position she was in. Hearing him notice the blushing of her cheeks, her smile widened and her face flushed more. It made her feel weak that he was able to do all of these things to her, but it meant that she loved him a lot. Feeling the cold tiled floor beneath her, Chris’s kisses were still warming her whole body up. As the chaste kisses deepened, she brought her hands to his neck and drew small circles with her fingertips. She watched as he stripped himself and then ran her eyes down his chiseled features that she’d never get tired of seeing or feeling. She easily stepped out of her last article of clothing as Chris helped. The two were now pressed against each other, bare chest to bare chest. As his lips wandered around her neck, her fingers stroked his back lightly. Kasey followed Chris to the shower as he pulled her close and waited as he turned on the shower. The steam that instantly filled the room was already soothing and calming. Being close to him, she could feel the hot water streaming down her back as well as the drops that hit Chris and then onto her. Small and soft moans escaped her lips as she tilted her head to the side instinctively to give him more room for his lips. Hearing his question, a small smile spread across her lips. “They’re going to end up there sooner or later.” She whispered softly, still being able to be heard over the water hitting the shower floor.
Chris’s family seemed to enjoy Kasey’s presence very much to where they would constantly nag the boy, asking him when they’d return or when they’ll be able to see Kasey again— especially Jazzy. He figured, considering she was the only girl of the four he guessed she would’ve covet hanging around another female other than her mother. He remembered being alone in the apartment with popcorn drenched in butter in a plastic bowl along with the Heat versus the Spurs awaiting on the television screen for him. After a few angered shouts and joyous cheers, he saw the recognizable phone number scroll onto the screen with a ring coming right after. Once he picked up, it was of course his mother doing her motherly deeds where she asked a million questions about the boy; if he had enough money, if he was doing fine, if there was anything she could do in any possible way or form to help him. It made him merely chuckle how protective the woman was as well as a worry wart. It felt like a decade before he finally answered all the questions he was interrogated with and when he was done, his mother put the little girl on. There was a silence until he heard Pattie whisper the words to Jazzy for her to repeat. In that time, he had to mute the television with its obnoxiously loud commercials and squeezed the phone to his ear with one of his toned shoulders. “Hey sweetheart.” He soothed softly with a smile. “Where’s Kasey!?” The thrilled toddler questioned, earning herself a soft laugh from Chris. “Damn, no love for your brother?” “Uhh…” He could tell she must have been playing with her short auburn locks as she cheesed awkwardly, Pattie sent a photo of the little girl posing in her favorite pink butterfly shirt with a brand new haircut—a short bob. He had made sure not to make the little girl pain her little brain with difficult questions, so he kept them pretty simple asking her if she got a new Dolly and what did Steve find in the new episode of Blue Clues. When it seemed the silence grew even larger, Jazzy spoke up with her voice filled with woe. “Chris?” “Hm?” “Are you going to marry Kasey?” She whispered quietly, having Chris to push the phone closer to his ear. It wasn’t a question he had to think about, he knew what he wanted to say but at same time something, someone could easily step into their lives, uninvited and ruin their plans, their future. “Maybe.” He mumbled back to the little girl. “Why?” He wondered. It took a few seconds before Jazzy spoke again. “That would mean I won’t be your princess anymore.” She cried quietly. “That would mean she’d be my queen and you would still be my princess, Jazz.” With his bad decisions, he figured at some point he’d hurt Kasey, emotionally which to him was worse. He was terrified one day he might leave her with a mental scar that would impact her life forever. Girls exclaimed he has already done so to them, Brooklyn even took pills because of the boy which took him a while to try to convince her to stop. One day, he wasn’t exactly sure which day but he did walk into the bathroom to open the mirror’s cabinet to see a familiar bottle that didn’t belong to him. He didn’t know exactly what he was feeling at that specific moment. Confused, hurt, angry. He didn’t even address the girl about the pills, it wasn’t worth another fight erupting for the couple. He just fooled himself into believing they weren’t what he thought they were. Before when he was dealing with all these women, doing it so wrong he only hoped he would make it right. He even remembered writing a song about the topic, he never really published it or shown anyone. He wasn’t able to project his voice like Justin could in front of a crowd, at least if it was singing we were talking about. He just imagined all the wrong if he ever thought about singing out loud. He wondered if afterwards there would be those people who complimented him to his face then bash him behind his back. Only person he’d ever sing for was his little sister when there were times she couldn’t sleep and Kasey if you counted their little sing-off in bed. There were times here and there that if you listened closely and cleaned the wax from your ears, you would hear a soft angelic hum or words muttered underneath Chris’s breath. “Fine with me.” He beamed as he cocked his feet onto the edge of the table in front of them. “I like Warm Vanilla Sugar, ma’.” He teased with a vibrant grin plastered onto his face. The spitting of the shower water turned into a faded hum in the background. He sucked onto the sweet skin exposed to him, leaving maroon marks across the poor girl’s chest and even on top of her breast. To him, they were like temporarily photos almost which he looked at to remember when and where it got there. He remembered a time where Kasey woke up to one on her face, only because the girl wouldn’t wake up. She couldn’t fight the urge to grab her iPhone and record a short video of the two in the bed, well mostly her showing the camera what she had woke up to and Chris shielding his face from the camera yet not managing to hide his bashful smile. It earned a million comments from people wishing a relationship or boyfriend/girlfriend like that, complimenting how cute the teenagers were, and requesting more from the two. Only breaking eye contact to focus on what he was about to do next, Chris squeezed a generous amount of shower gel onto his hands, slowly gliding his hands across the girl’s chest. He then moved them in closer under the shower head, making sure she was lathered up. Before he knew it his hands were tangled in Kasey’s long, charcoal locks. His full lips were locking with Kasey’s soft ones once again. But not like earlier — this time it was passionate and sensual. The kiss quickly turned turned hot and sultry once they both had a steady pace going and yet again he hoisted the tiny girl around his torso, sliding himself into her tight core with ease thanks to water cascading from the shower head as he stared into her brown doe-eyes. "Ugh, baby." The piercing hazel-eyed boy groaned, digging his face into the girls’s neck as he pressed her bare back against the shower walls.
Kasey could see Chris glancing from the movie back to her out of the corner of her eye while she continued to lightly trace over the outlines of his tattoos. She noticed that Chris’s tattoos were much different than Justin’s. Justin seemed to have words connecting to his fans and things that symbolized his album and his work. Chris seemed to have things that really meant something to him. Kasey’s favorite tattoo of Chris’s was definitely Jazzy’s name and his mother’s name. It was always risky to get someone’s name tattooed on their skin, but she was sure Chris had an amazing relationship with both of the girls and knew he’d be there for them until the day they died. She knew that Justin had a tattoo that seemed to be Selena at the bottom of his arm, and Kasey wondered if Chris would ever get one symbolizing herself. She wasn’t asking for it and she really didn’t expect him to get one symbolizing herself or their relationship in general. If he ever came home with her face on his arm, she’d be a little freaked out, but honored at the same time. Now, if he came home with her name or some symbol that represented their relationship, she’d feel very honored. It took a lot to get a tattoo that meant something. Most people just ended up getting a unicorn with six horns on their stomach or a fat naked woman on their back. There were so many endless options for tattoos, and she was glad that Chris picked the right ones. She loved every single one of his tattoos and she wouldn’t call them trashy or disgusting like some people would. It was like most people assumed that people with a lot of tattoos like Chris were white trash or just a huge douchebag. It made her sad knowing that some people who didn’t know him thought of him that way. When Kasey’s aunt finally saw a picture of the two together, she texted her and said that she shouldn’t be with such a gross kid. Her aunt said Kasey was too pretty for a boy like Chris. Kasey was obviously annoyed and ticked off by her aunt’s attitude and didn’t even answer the texts. She never told Chris about it because she didn’t want him to get his feelings hurt or make him hate her family. They weren’t as bad as they seemed, but they were judgmental at times. Kasey also knew where most of Chris’s inspiration for tattoos came from as he’d told her before. He said that he and Chris Brown had become close too. The only celebrity friend that Kasey had made because of Kendall or Kylie was Jaden Smith. Jaden was about fifteen years old, but Kasey still bonded with him somehow. She told him about her problems in high school and even as a young child, he understood perfectly and was an amazing friend to her. Kylie was also much more supportive than Kendall ever was. If anything, Kylie was her favorite teenage sister. Kylie didn’t like Kendall as much as she liked Kasey either. There was just something about Kendall that pushed people away. She had such a nasty attitude and no one really wanted to deal with it, so the whole family avoided her times. Kendall may have seemed like a perfect little angel on the show, but she really wasn’t. No one knew she was bullying her sister to the extent of suicide. Now thinking about Chris’s tattoos again, she just hoped that he’d never get one that he would regret. If he ever did get one symbolizing Kasey or their relationship, she hoped that she wouldn’t do anything to mess it up. If she ever started a fight that resulted in them breaking up, she’d never be able to get over it. If she ever ran into Chris somewhere after they broke up, she wouldn’t be able to handle seeing him. Kasey just hoped this would be her last relationship before marriage and that he would be the man she’d see waiting for her as she walked down the aisle in her white flowing dress. “Old people need help bathing because they simply can’t do it on your own, but you’re nineteen and can physically wash yourself.” Kasey smirked and played with the ends of her hair. Kasey had that same sarcasm as Chris did, but maybe not as intense. She didn’t like to get too carried away because then she’d feel bad, even if it was just a joke. It was obvious that Chris always took her sarcasm as a joke, but her little heart couldn’t even stand being sarcastically mean to him for too long. She also knew that she didn’t always keep her promises to Chris, like how she’d promised she’d stay up all night with him and play video games the other night. She passed out at about three in the morning on the couch as Chris ended up playing until seven. This time, she was being truthful and she wanted to make him happy that she was keeping this little promise of hers. “I am not.” She let out a small huff and tossed her hair. Being so close to Chris in the kiss, she could almost hear small moans filling her ears and a small smile spread across her lips and onto his. The kiss was deepening second by second and Kasey could’ve gone on with it forever. She never got bored of his lips and discovered something new between the two every time their lips touched. As his lips parted, she took it as an invitation and slowly let her tongue slide between his plump lips. Pulling away, she was surprised by a small peck and let out a small giggle. Now being pinned to the couch, she frowned slightly up at Chris. When he noticed her goosebumps, her cheeks lightly flushed and she turned her head to the side so all he could see was her jet black hair covering the side of her face. It was odd what Chris could do to her. A slight peck on the cheek made butterflies rise in her stomach and when he reached out for her hand, she couldn’t stop smiling. Feeling a tug at the bottom of her large shirt, she let Chris slide it off and she remained only in her panties on the couch. Kasey laid a light hand onto his neck as he came up and planted small kisses from her neck down to chest. Soft moans erupted from her lips and her eyes lightly fluttered shut. Opening her eyes as he spoke, she lightly grabbed onto the hands in front of her. Suddenly being picked up, she coiled her lean legs around his torso as her bare chest was pressed against his shirt. Every step he gave a small peck and she gladly returned the favor on the way to the bathroom.
The golden strawberry blonde suspected a few of Kasey’s family members to not like him or even tolerate him. He even figured some would classify him as a nuisance before even getting to know him exchange a few words. While the two seemed to be innocently flirting with each other, he had already warn her not to fall for a guy like him. It wasn’t some player code or douche bag move, he was simply looking after her knowing what type of guy he was. At that point he was terrified of commitment more than ever. The idea of him being in a serious relationship made him cackle but here he was, nearly making a full year since he’d ask Kasey to be his after a night of frustrated tears and heavy contemplation. Chris didn’t get a chance to meet them all and see how they all were, excluding Kendall, which upset the boy. From what he saw on television once and a while, if he ever happened to just land on the channel, he could say they definitely were a wild family. He didn’t completely fancy them, he knew he wouldn’t be able to handle them for long but he’d do it all for Kasey. At times he didn’t believe he deserved Kasey and in her eyes, she didn’t think she deserved him which was a bit funny. He never believed or took time to thoroughly think that he could be making her happier than one of the church boys her father would set her up with. That day Tristan started baffling him about the thought of Kasey even liking him stunned him a bit to where he didn’t want to talk about it unless it was true. He had feelings for, as if it wasn’t obvious. Chris would stop talking to the millions of sideline girls he’s been toying with just to talk to Kasey, she could instantly make a vibrant grin beam off the boy’s face without any complications. There was a time where Chris wasn’t the most content person on the face of the Earth, but that was before he met Kasey. He felt bad having her almost to battle for him against other girls which was why he had announced how he wished she didn’t. In those light mocha coated orbs, he was doing Kasey a favor by pushing her away yet at the same time his heart yearned to be with Kasey again, to see her, to touch her, hear her adorable snorts that sneaked in with every giggle and how this rosy pink shade filled her cheeks whenever he couldn’t stop ranting on about how beautiful she was to him. Her family as well as his own, knew nothing about the two. They didn’t know about the insides jokes they shared, or who won what goofy argument they’ll chuckle about later, they didn’t know about the ‘I love you’s or memories they have made together. Thinking about these destructive thoughts, he shook his head. Imagining the two aftermath of their breakup would be a total heart smasher. He felt like somehow they’d glance at each other, going over the joyous memories the two hold like they do in the movies before capturing a shaky breath and going their separate ways. Kasey would probably be doing better, dating some doctor or pastor and even if she was, Chris would find the nerve to go and kiss those lips he’d miss terribly. No one would be able to love her like Chris did, like Chris can, like Chris will. He cherished her love and never took it for granted. If he had the minutes, he would turn them into hours. He would spend all that time making love to her mind, making her fall in love with him instead of just using her for sex like he would to the next girl. “They can bathe themselves, when it’s raining they can simple stand outside. There’s nothing wrong with giving me a bath, I’d give one to you.” He pouted, crossing his arms across his toned chest. He nodded his head with a lopsided smile attached to his features. “You are.” He muttered quietly, not even looking down at her. Once Kasey turned her head to the side for only her black licorice locks to hide her face, only exposing some parts of her skin between the wavy strands. “Blushing now.” He chuckled, bending down to kiss the girl’s define jawline. He loved knowing he was able to do all this stuff to her, it made him feel good inside that she was able experience her first love with that warm fuzzy feeling and chills she’s still getting. Every girl should. Setting the girl down on her own two feet, he continued to peck her velvet-like lips only this time the kisses becoming more and more intense. His hands clasped onto her hips, his tongue meeting again with her supple own. Every time they kissed was an adventure he was ready to explore. Slowly and dreadfully, he drew back from the girl’s lips to close the door shut as if there would be any interruptions. Turning back to face the now almost naked girl, he threw his shirt over the top of his head to reveal his hefty sculptured chest as well as his shorts and Ralph Lauren boxers. Being fully nude, he hooked his fingers underneath her thin panties, helping her pull them off. The pads of his fingers ran down her back, pulling her closer with each movement. Bare skin touched bare skin, flesh pressing against other flesh as the two stood there for a moment more, his lips grazing the soft, pallid skin of her neck. “C’mon,” He whispered as he pulled away, hand slowly snaking around her body, searching for fingers to loop with. His bare feet padded across the tiled floor, reaching down slightly to twist the knob of the shower on, hot water and steam filling the small room. He stepped under the shower-head and within seconds he felt the hot water start beating down on his body. His rosy lips pressed to her neck, sucking on it softly. “Do you want your hickies now or later?” He mumbled into her skin with a winsome grin as he rubbed her now wet, silky skin. His slender fingers grabbed for the shower gel, raising one of his eyebrows after her as he waited for her reply.
Kasey watched as Chris shuddered and then felt her head being turned away from him. Letting out a small ‘hmph’, she turned her head back to him and rested her chin on her hand. “That wasn’t very nice.” She let her bottom lip jut out and then drew little patterns on the tattoos on his arms. After thinking about Chris’s relationship with Jaxon, she knew it was probably closer than his relationship with Justin now. Justin seemed to never be home and she never heard Chris talking to him on the phone. She assumed it was because he was so busy on tour and everything. She knew he was coming back to California for a concert soon, so maybe they’d be able to go and the twins could hang out and bond over video games, or whatever twin boys do together. Kasey also knew that Selena just had her baby and Chris told her he was the godfather. He was obviously her uncle, but he was also her godfather which was an amazing honor. Most people pick someone they really care about to be their godparents and she was happy Chris was chosen as the godfather for their baby. They’d babysat Mia a couple of times and Kasey had grown onto the little girl. She was obviously a beautiful baby considering she was the daughter of Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez. That got her to thinking about what her children with Chris would look like in the future. She couldn’t really imagine who else she’d marry and create a family with. Not being with Chris scared her and she didn’t want to think about it. All she knew is that she hoped Chris felt the same way. She assumed he did since he’d been with her this long already. She wondered what features the baby would take from what parent. If the baby would have dark brown eyes or hazel ones, like Chris. Or if the baby would have dark blonde hair or jet black hair, like Kasey. She wondered if the baby would be able to sing like the both of them or if the baby would have amazing athletic ability like Chris. The thing about having children really excited but confused Kasey at the same time. It was a miracle. A baby would grow inside of you and create its own DNA along with its own features and characteristics. It just amazed her, but then it scared her how one little thing she could possibly do could hurt the baby and cause it to not be healthy or something. She had to be careful and gentle if that ever happened in the future. Her relationship with Kendall was doing just fine, maybe even too fine, if that made sense. Kendall seemed to be getting too attached and Kasey didn’t really like it. Even though Kasey was a little clingy with Chris, she didn’t like how clingy Kendall was with her. She was still having an amazing relationship with her sister, Kim. Kim had always been there for Kasey throughout her hardest times in high school. She never told Kim that Kendall was the one bullying her because Kim would obviously get pissed off. Kim had always told Kasey that she was her favorite twin and that she didn’t favor Kendall at all. That made her feel special and that was why Kim would always be Kasey’s favorite sister, even if people did make fun of Kim all the time because of what they saw on the TV show and heard about her in the magazines. Chris hadn’t really met any of her family, only briefly when they visited. They obviously didn’t get to know him well because of what Brandon did and then they left the next morning because Kasey didn’t want to explain why Chris was all sore. The only reason why Kasey was still so close to her family was because now they actually cared. It wasn’t that they weren’t supportive before, because they somewhat were, but now they actually called Kasey up all the time and asked how she and Chris were doing. Her mother really wanted to get together again and really get to meet Chris since they didn’t get a good chance to the first time. Looking up to Chris, she scrunched her nose up. “Why would I want to bathe you like a two year old? You’re nineteen.” Rolling her eyes, she tried to hide the smirk that appeared on her face. Covering her mouth, she contained herself and then rested her hand back on Chris’s leg and gave him a pat back, as he’d done to her. “I will, I will.” She playfully slapped his chest with the back of her hand and sighed deeply as she saw his eyebrow rise. He always knew how to make her agree to things, and she still couldn’t figure it out how. It could’ve been his eyes she got lost in or his eyes that hypnotized her, but there was something in him that got her to agree to anything. He could probably convince her to jump of the Empire State Building if he tried hard enough. Feeling his fingers hitch onto her chin again, she smiled softly. As their lips crashed, the fireworks did as well. Every time they kissed, butterflies still erupted in her stomach and they’d been together for a while now. She hoped that spark would never go away. Taking her hand, she moved it up his back and to his hair as she lightly rested her fingers in it. The couple swirled their tongues together, almost fighting for dominance. Kasey started to pull away until her bottom lip was caught between Chris’s. She lightly brushed her fingers down to his neck and then finally got her lip out of Chris’s reach. Raising her eyebrows, a small smirk spread across her face. “I’m in for it if you are.” She casually looked down at her nails and pretended to pick at them as she peeked back up at Chris to see his reaction. She watched his hand shoot up into the air as she had done earlier. Rolling her eyes, she scoffed lightly. As Chris continued to tickle her, her giggles and squeals and begs kept on going as well. Even though he called her an idiot, she pretended as if she didn’t hear it. “Yes, I take it back!” Kasey frowned as he pretended to slap her. When he finally stopped, she laid flat against the couch underneath Chris’s grip and breathed heavily. As Chris got closer, she heard his whisper and looked into his hazel eyes. Blinking slowly, she nodded. Small goosebumps arose on her skin once Chris’s fingertips ran against her stomach.
He felt the girl’s tiny, dainty fingers trace over the inked drawings plastered onto his body as he still rested on the couch, glancing back and forth from the movie and her. Although the twins both have chosen to get tattoos, to ever tell them apart all you have to do is look closely at their tattoos. While Justin seems to have a koi fish, letter ‘X’, an owl, the words ‘Believe’, a tiger, and what seems to be Selena appearing out as an angel— Chris’s love for tattoos actually showed to a point where his whole left arm was almost completely coated in ink. His whole sleeve was soon complete and that was all thanks to Chris Brown. He never really enjoyed meeting and being introduced to Justin’s friends, he secretly loathe them entirely for being the ones to spend time with his brother more than he could. But once Chris met the American entertainer, he couldn’t help but to admire the older boy. They seemed more brothers than Justin and he ever was. They were mayhem whenever the two were together. Blowing circles in the air together, foolishly spitting bars and attempting to freestyle, attending most of the hottest clubs and doing what boys did when they were together. Chris had a skull tattoo with a halo inked above it, the words ‘BLESSED’ in all capital letters, the image of Jesus, an Indian chief transforming into a wolf, an image of kaw hands on a pair of breasts, his mother’s name inked in cursive as well as Jazmyn’s with an aurora pink tiara hanging over it along with a kawaii little girl that resembled his little sister all of that surrounded by irenic clouds and majestic stars. You could say that boy was obsessed with tattoos and he’s been contemplating about get some tattoo of Kasey to remind him of her. Before he met her, when he was just fooling around with girls and had even saved a few booty-calls in his iPhone, he didn’t really much fancy getting a tattoo of a girl unless they were his mother and his sister. He saw no point of getting a permanent mark on his body when he didn’t even know that in the future they could break up and go their separate ways. Of course he tried to make himself believe that Kasey would be his one and only forever but in the back of his head, he still had to remember that anything can happen. It terrified the boy that in a few years the couple can get into a heated argument or make a foolish mistake that can impact their relationship forever. He didn’t like to think like that, his heart actually starts to ache whenever he does. Maybe someday he would surprise the girl with her name on his body or so. Even if the two somehow go their separate ways in life, he’d actually be happy with her name on him, just to let him reminiscence of the good times they shared. He rolled his eyes for what seemed to be the fifteenth time that night and let a small groan huff out. “What does my age have to do with anything? There are people in their eighty’s getting a bath right now.” He sassed in his raspy voice. “Uh-huh.” Chris mumbled with a sigh. At times, Kasey was a jokester herself and she would tease him or prank him just to make him look like a fool and have her giggling which is why the boy just went with whatever happened. When she said she’ll do something, he didn’t much get his hopes up seeing she could be playing with him again. “You know, you sure are abusive.” He mumbled, faking a pout of he stuck his bottom lip outward. You could hear the boy’s hushed moans through the kiss if you were listening closely, his hands traveled from her neck to the lower part of her back and at times getting tangled with her long, luscious locks that cascaded its way down. Every time he deepened the kiss, it was like he simply couldn’t get enough of those two plump, succulent lips. He desired more and more and with his lips parted, inviting her tongue for an adventure, uninvited butterflies swarmed into his stomach and fluttered around. It sure still kept the boy content. Once they drew back from each other, he couldn’t help but jolt forward just for a quick peck. Chris eyebrows perched up, a little stunned how nonchalant Kasey was. His jaw slackened a bit before it slowly transformed into a devious smirk. Hearing her shout as well as seeing her frown, he chuckled before he sat flat on her waist with her pinned down to the couch. “Good.” He cheesed innocently as he leaned down. “You’re getting goosebumps again.” He whispered for her ears, as if someone else was in the apartment along with them. He loved the effect he had over Kasey, how just tracing over the girl’s skin can cause tiny goosebumps to arise or a tiny compliment could make her blush insanely. His hands clutching the end of the wide shirt, he stripped it off Kasey’s tiny frame, throwing it onto the couch carelessly, to have her in her panties. That’s all. Even to this day, Chris couldn’t help but to admire and take in every inch of Kasey’s beauty. Slowly plastering sweet, chaste kisses down her neck and her chest while his hands smoothed their way up and down her sides, he could feel himself getting a bit excited because of her. “C’mon.” He whispered, taking the remote in his hands and pausing the movie. He held out his hands for her delicate ones to take and follow him. He picked her up, hoisting her up and having her long legs coil around his torso as her bare chest pressed against his covered one. He lead them to the bathroom, pecking her alluring lips along the way.
Kasey smirked with success at how Chris was getting a little ticked that she compared him to his younger brother. She knew they fought a lot and didn’t get along well. She knew from the moment Jaxon told her he was going to be on top of her that Chris didn’t get along well with him. If Kendall ever told Chris she’d be on top of him, Kasey would take it as a joke but then get pissed about it later. Their relationship had drastically changed, but for the better. Their relationship as children started to spiral out of control when they were about eleven or twelve, just getting into middle school. To Kasey, they had a very nice and fun relationship in elementary school. They wore matching outfits, matching hairstyles, matching nail polish and matching shoes. They loved each other a lot and you could really tell. Kasey and Kendall were best friends and Kasey didn’t ever think that would change. Then, their family became suddenly famous and everything went downhill from there. Entering middle school, the first episode of Keeping up with the Kardashians aired. Kasey was briefly featured in the first couple episodes and then told her mother she didn’t want to be involved. She didn’t want people following her around with cameras and she didn’t want rumors to be written about her online. She was a young middle school student, but she definitely knew what fame had to offer and she only saw the bad side of it. Kasey just didn’t know why her family was famous for the most part. Sure, they were obnoxious and crazy, but there were probably millions of other families out in the world who are exactly like them. Kendall got mad at Kasey because she didn’t want to be featured on the show. Kasey didn’t even understand why Kendall cared because it was her own decision, not her sister’s. That’s when Kasey’s life started to become a living hell at home. They moved from their normal Calabasas house to their extravagant Calabasas mansion and that’s when the show really got popular. People didn’t even know that Kendall had a twin because Kasey just didn’t like being exposed to the whole world. She kept to herself. That’s when they reached high school and Kasey met Brandon. Brandon was a whole different person than anyone she’d ever met and she really liked him, until the day he hit her for the first time. They were having an argument and after he raised his voice at her, she raised her voice right back. Immediately, she felt a sharp sting on her cheek and then realized that Brandon had just slapped her. Soon after that Kendall noticed and teamed up with Brandon after he dumped her. Then, her life really spiraled after control after that. People were making fun of her with Brandon mostly because they didn’t want to be victimized by Kendall and Brandon. She felt like the smallest person in the world and as if she couldn’t do anything to help herself. Then, she went to Hawaii in her worst state and met Chris. It was weird to say, but she saw Chris as someone who saved her life. He didn’t know that, but she definitely felt he saved her from falling deeper into the depression she was in. She didn’t ever really realize she was depressed, she only knew that she was starving herself. Chris made her genuinely laugh and smile and she never got tired of him, and wasn’t planning on ever getting tired of him either. After the whole fight at her home in Calabasas, Kendall apologized. Kasey revealed that she almost committed suicide and that’s when Kendall realized the damage that was made on her sister’s heart. Now, Kendall was calling and texting her everyday like a true sister should. She didn’t exactly know what Chris’s relationship was like with Justin right now because sometimes he seemed to be stressed out about the questions she’d ask, so she didn’t want to keep asking unless he brought it up. Kasey actually thought about what would be going on now if she never went to Hawaii and never met Chris. She’d probably be at her worst point. She couldn’t even imagine what would be going on, or even if she’d still be alive. That’s what gave her the chills. Kasey and Chris met for a reason, she just knew it. As the small kitten jumped into her lap, Kasey smiled and pet the kitten softly. Kasey looked up at Chris while she cringed. “Okay, I’ll shower with you. I definitely don’t want to wash you like you’re a two year old.” Kasey could just imagine how horribly that would end if she actually tried to give Chris a bath, but she wouldn’t want to in the first place. After pulling away from the heated kiss and releasing his lip from between her teeth, she watched as his tongue ran over his lips over and over. Suddenly, she heard a low grumble of words from Chris’s mouth and was now nose to nose with him. Letting a small smile creep onto her lips, she lightly brushed them against his own lips as well. Her eyes lingered from his eyes to his lips and around his perfectly sculpted features. She listened to Chris’s voice as it dripped with curiosity. Looking up at him, a smirk appeared on her face and she jokingly shrugged. “Yeah, I’m being serious.” She answered nonchalantly and a small smile was still lingering on her lips. Kasey felt Chris’s grip on her waist become tighter as he pulled her closer. Waiting for food to be placed in her mouth, she smiled as she closed her mouth to chew. “Thank you.” She smiled cheesy towards him and then frowned. “I won’t bathe you like a two year old, but I’ll shower with you, like I already said.” She threw one of her hands into the air and waved it with defense before bringing it back to her lap. Raising her eyebrows, she watched as Chris took Nala off of her lap. Now being pinned under him, she knew he was going to tickle her, but she wanted to joke with him. “I don’t know, do I?” A playful smile appeared across her face until she saw Chris’s hands coming towards her. As his fingers wandered along her ticklish spots, she turned to her side and hid her face as giggles erupted from her mouth. “Chris-“ She could barely breathe as he tickled her because of her constant moving and giggling. “-stop! I take it back, I take it back!” Her legs jerked underneath of her, but Chris was on top of them so she couldn’t move very much. “Please-“ Taking another deep breath, she turned onto her back again and tried to pull his hands away from her. Her giggles were still bouncing off of the walls and echoing through their apartment and she began to give up trying to get him to stop.
With a shudder of disgust and another revolve of his piercing chestnuts, Chris turned Kasey’s head away from him. Although it wasn’t any shock he and Jaxon weren’t the courteous siblings, they still managed to appear there whenever one was distressed. Whether the topic was about trifling girls, fake friends, or just life itself. Chris didn’t know that until he found his twin blowing off their basketball games to fly out to meet some celebrity or canceling their plans to do things they did as they grew together like shopping for sneakers or going to family barbecues. It wasn’t until a day when he was spread out on his bed, throwing a crumpled ball of paper in the air and catching it, he glanced to the side of him with the replica empty untouched bed— sheets pressed ever so neatly, pillows fluffed perfectly, without a speck of dust or flaw. Jaxon had walked in, only to notify Chris that dinner was ready. It seemed the silence frightened him so he turned to walked out but as the young boy was about to close the door, Chris called him back to ask him how good he was in ball. That simple question lead the two boys outside until twelve in the morning; making shots, practicing dribbling, and just carrying on open conversations. They consistently annoyed each other and it was becoming very harder for people to decide whether or not they were actually bickering. As Jaxon’s and Chris’s relationship grew, Justin’s and Chris’s dwindled. Whenever they actually did talk it was just mostly Justin’s boasting on and on about how great he’s doing. Those times, it didn’t take much to anger Chris nor did he really bite his tongue and when the boys fought it would lead to days, weeks even of not talking to each other. Now their relationship was calm, they didn’t see each other as often since he and Kasey left the island but he’d never put the blame on her. He actually asked Chris to be the godfather of his daughter. It surprised him but he gladly accepted the offer. It was worth it, baby sitting the rascal after all sent Chris’s thoughts on a power trip like how it would be if Kasey and him ever had a kid. Of course not now but he wonder who’s features would show more or what name they’d agree on, the little stuff. If he didn’t agree that it was Kasey he’d ever have a child with, he’d be a fool. He wasn’t exactly clear on how Kasey and Kendall were but he knew they were like the best friends they once were when they were little and he couldn’t be happier for Kasey. He didn’t completely forgive Kendall but he wouldn’t announce that to Kasey, instead he left her to enjoy the time she spent with her sister. From the conversations he’d overhear on the phone and stories Kasey tell, they seemed to be inseparable. “You say it like it’s a bad thing.” Chris grumbled, leering at the television screen as he mindlessly softly patted Kasey’s hips. “You better keep your word.” He added with a slow rise of one of his thick brown sable eyebrows. Holding onto her chin, a habit he tended to do often, he reattached his lips to her soft ones roughly. His tongue swirled around hers as if it was dancing the waltz, having his other hand placed down her lower back. He kissed her as if she was his favorite treat out the candy jar but with those voluptuous, velvety lips— you would too. He leisurely pulled away from the kiss with her bottom lip between his two, sucking on it as if it was a sugary lollipop. Releasing her lip, his light mocha irises scanned her face before he pulled back away from the girl even more. “With that smirk on your face it doesn’t seem so.” He sighed, leaning his arm on the couch’s armrest. “We can kill two stones with one bird and have shower sex.” He snickered, not knowing if Kasey would actually go through with it or would have been just teasing him again. “Or two bird with one stone, whatever however it goes.” Chris groaned, shrugging his shoulders in annoyance. Dashing his hand in the air like she had done, probably a little more dramatic, he made up his face as he mimicked her. “I won’t bathe you like a two year old, but I’ll shower with you, like I already said.” He mocked, his face straightening afterwards. His eyebrows rose, hearing the girl’s witty remark. All through her kicking, giggling, and requests for Chris to stop, he didn’t. He continued to snake his hands up and down her sides, even her stomach. He had to just press down his weight on the girl to block her kicks and with one of his empty hands, he tried his best to hold her hands captive. All that was heard throughout the dark apartment room was Kasey’s giggles and the low voices coming from the television. “You take it back, idiot?” He questioned, his voice laced with playfulness as he pretend to slap her face. His hand slightly brushed against her face but he did manage to bend down and kiss her chest. One of his hand smoothed one of her toned legs that seemed to go on and on. “Let’s shower together.” He whispered, his hand going up underneath the over-sized shirt once again to hug her tiny frame.
Kasey watched as Chris’s face twisted and his facial expression drastically changed. As his mouth formed into a small ‘o’, she couldn’t take it any longer and started to giggle. “I was joking.” Hearing him scoff, she flashed him a small smile and tilted her head. She again ran her fingers through his messy hair. They’d known each other for a while now and basically knew everything about each other. Kasey had known every little quirk that Chris had like when he was feeling like joking around or being flirty, he’d continuously wriggle his eyebrows around. Back in New York when she met his younger brother, he did the exact same thing. Or it was like when Chris was really tired and lying in bed with her, he’d trail his fingers lazily underneath her- or usually his- shirt that she was wearing and would pretend that he was about to tickle her. Kasey was never good with tickling because she laughed like an idiot and usually ended up hurting the person who was tickling her because she’d accidentally kick or hit them. Or it was like how Chris knew that Kasey loved cuddle sessions. When she got into bed at night he instinctively knew to wrap his arms around her waist, pull her close and fall asleep just in that position. She loved the feeling of Chris holding her in his arms and she wouldn’t want to fall asleep any other way. If she ever went on a vacation with her girlfriends and Chris couldn’t come along, she’d probably have a hard time falling asleep in her own bed because Chris wasn’t there holding her in his arms. It was almost funny how attached she’d become to him. It was like she couldn’t ever stop thinking about him. He was always there in the back of her mind when she was away from him. Looking at Chris’s tattoos along his arm, she studied each one carefully. She loved how tattoos looked on him and she wouldn’t tell him when to stop getting them either. It was all his decision and she had no problem with it anyway. The only time she’d probably tell him to stop would be if he tattooed his face. Taking another bite of the Chinese food, she traced her fingers along some of the outlining on his tattoos that lead up his arm. She’d always wanted to get a tattoo, but never actually did it. Raising her eyebrows, she looked at him with her chocolate hues and squinted soon after. “It’s our food.” Bopping his nose with her finger, she giggled. As he opened his mouth to display the chewed food, Kasey closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she started to laugh. “I swear, I think your twin is Jaxon, but you just had an awkward growth spurt.” Kasey pushed his head to the side so she wouldn’t have to see his chewed up food and started to grimace again as she thought about it. Chris knew she didn’t like that kind of stuff and she knew he liked to mess with her as well, so she should’ve seen it coming. Turning his face back towards her, she tilted her head. “So I have to give you a bath like you’re a two year old?” She giggled and scooped up some more noodles with her fork and took a large bite. Looking down to his lips as he clasped his lower one with his teeth, she listened to his suave voice. Rolling her eyes, she set down her food and went back to her position on the couch. Feeling his arms hitch around her waist, she squealed softly. As his lips met her neck, she tilted her head back as her hair fell down to the side of her body. Kasey shielded her chocolate eyes with her eyelids as they fluttered close and a small smirk arose on her lips. Now that her lips were finally pressed to his, she smiled into the kiss and brought her fingertips to his cheekbone. Lightly placing her fingers along his well-defined cheek, her legs were swept across Chris’s lap and she was now pulled closer to him. She let her teeth graze his bottom lip as the kiss was deepened, knowing it’d probably drive him crazy. Kasey loved kisses like these because they were long and passionate. These were the moments she’d probably remember until the day she died. She remembered every one of their special kisses and she would never forget them. They’d always be plastered in the back of her mind; something to look back on if she ever missed him. It seemed the two couldn’t control themselves when they were kissing. One thing would lead to another and one of them would finally pull away just to catch their breath. After he asked his question, she laughed. “You could get something else after the movie.” Kasey was being completely serious and flashed him a teasing smile as he got up to look for a blanket. As his arm went around her shoulders, she instinctively laid her head on his chest as he snuggled up closer to her. These were times that she loved being with Chris because snuggling was one of her favorite things. She opened her mouth and waited for Chris to maybe give her some food if he was feeling generous. Watching as Chris got jealous, she laughed softly. “Right.” She looked up to him from her position on the couch through her dark eyelashes. Feeling his hand underneath her shirt, she was about to warn him about tickling again until he must’ve realized that she would’ve made him spill the food everywhere with her jolting. “Good choice.” She smiled and pecked him on the jaw as that was really the only place her lips could comfortably reach in the position she was in. As Chris kept his eyes on the TV screen, Kasey couldn’t help but take her small glances at him whenever she could. She couldn’t help but look at him as the colorful scenes flashed across his face in the dark living room.
Chris shook his head vigorously, causing every strand that crowned his head perfectly to rock along and follow. “That’s actually an insult, Kasey. Me and Jaxon are nothing alike?” He exclaimed in a such a hushed, pastoral tone. Pressing his tender, salmon-pink lips into a straight line, he let his train of thoughts cruise off. All the arguments he and Jaxon got into; sometimes about sports, sometimes about who had what hat and who wore those shoes. They’d even rush down early in the morning, not taking a waft of the sugared air or to absorb the morning sun’s vibrant, meretricious colors of bold orange, yellow, and red splash out before them just to battle over a seat at the dinner table. Whoever sat next to Jazzy at the time would have to endure her constant throwing of food at you, her whining whenever she wanted to get down or her constant wails for your food. You would have to leave the table with your shirt plastered in sweet peas or spaghetti-o’s, your ears as well as your head throbbing from her piercing cries, and just craving a simple hot shower and a halcyon nap. Once Justin’s name was being spoke about all over the world, no one really rumbled seeing there was always an empty chair at the dinner table. Chris would always contemplate to himself about his relationship with his twin. They bickered more than ever, even cussed at each other despite whomever was in the room. At that time, he didn’t really feel as if Justin and him were brothers. Then the whole Selena situation occurred and that just cleaved the two even more than before. At that time, it was about the same time he had first met Kasey. He never knew the girl would actually impact the boy’s life more than she did. He felt like everything in his life had led him to her, the girl he loves. His choices, his heartbreaks, his regrets— everything and when they were together, his past seemed worth it. If he might have done one thing different, just one thing, he might have never met her. He wondered if Kasey knew, if she pictured this the way things should be because apparently girls have the tendencies to do that. He once snapped back into life on Earth whilst the caramel-coated fur cat pounced her way onto the couple, turning around a couple of times before she nested herself onto their laps. A small chuckle made its way out of his mouth without much noise as he gently scratched between her two ears that were once perched but now slowly eased their way down, letting out almost inaudible purrs. “I said take a shower with me for a reason. What, do you want to give me a bath like I’m a two year old?” Chris tilted his head slightly as his sassiness took over, playfully rolled his piercing chestnut irises. Feeling his bottom lip between the girl’s teeth just got the boy even more heated, causing him to lick his lips hungrily, savoring and treasuring the girl’s taste. He was aware he couldn’t get enough of her nectarous, luscious lips. He was thirsty for her like an alcoholic at the bar. “You’re so fucking perfect, you know that?” The boy growled, his nose pressing to hers as he looked into the doe-eyes of hers. Running his tongue over his own lips, leering into the eyes of his girlfriend. One of his eyebrows jerked up as the girl spoke. “Oh really?” He questioned, a cheesy smile creeping onto the boy’s features. “Are you being serious with me Kasey Jenner?” He asked sternly yet softly in his raspy voice, as his hugged her small figure whilst his eyes were still glued to the television and the graphic images being played. He glanced back to the girl in his muscular arms to see her mouth opened. Rolling his eyes yet again along with huffing out a sigh, he reached for the container trying his best not to move Kasey and Nala out their comfortable position. Twirling the fork into the noodles, he lifted it up and easily set it into the girl’s mouth. “If I’m feeding you like a two year old you should be showering me like one.” He mumbled underneath his breath, putting down the container onto the table. “Excuse you?” Chris questioned, his voice laid in playfulness. “Excuse me Nala.” He whispered to the small cat who happened to hop onto the table with the food, her ears perched up eager to see what’s about to happen. Making sure all food was out of their way, Chris knees sunk into the couch while Kasey laid underneath the blankets, below him. “You wanna take that back?” He questioned, wriggling his hands teasingly. His wicked smile filled with mischief, the boy started to attack the girl with his wriggling fingers from her armpits to her sides to earn squeals, giggles, and loud laughs begging from him to stop. Tonight, he wouldn’t show her any mercy so he began tickling her harder, determined to hear her just let worshiping words flow out her mouth. Some nights the triggering phrase would be ‘Sorry’ or something so tacky as ‘Chris is the best’ but whatever she said really wouldn’t be able to save her from this tickling attack. Even her powerful slaps and kicks wouldn’t bash him off her.