forever ( tag; jersey )

[nicholas jerry jonas.]

if it was one place nick loved to go, it was definitely disney's soda fountain. it was so good there, they had the best ice cream. it was nick's worst enemy at the same time. there was in fact a lot of sugar in it, but today he needed a boost; what better to do than spend that boost on ice cream? he made sure to tell jersey about it - they were really the only ones who liked that place, besides frankie of course. but him and jersey were like best buds. plus, nick was allowed to get away with seconds when jersey was around. kay.. not really. sometimes he did, when he gave him the pout. then again, nick knew when to stop.

as much as nick loved to walk, he was being really lazy today. he took his car to the disney soda fountain, jersey in the passenger seat. he hated when jersey always bothered him to drive his car. like seriously? its a fragile car. he might wreck it. no way is he touching my shit. he parked outside of the place and got out, waiting for jersey impatiently. "come on, i want ice cream!" he pouted. this is where he got impatient with his brother. he tried not to act too childish on purpose - that might attract the paparazzi. or make him look stupid, since they were always around.

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[jersey diego jonas.]

jersey loved when he and nick went out. he loved
his little brother; what could he say? the kid was
adorable. another thing jersey loved was disney's
soda fountain, where he and nick were headed
that moment. he looked out the window as they
drove past all of disney's condos and houses and
theme parks and whatnot, frowning slightly.
he didn't really like being in this environnment;
it was too.. happy and pop-ish for him. oh, well.
beggers couldn't be choosers. it was silent the
car ride there, and jersey didn't like silence, so
he turned the radio on. bad romance by lady
gaga was playing, and he sung along with it
until they got there. jersey took his time getting
out of the car, since he knew that nick was very
impatient to be getting his icecream. laughing
at the boy's whine, he climbed out of the car and
shut the door behind him. "fine, fine, i'm coming,
jeez." he rolled his eyes and lead his younger
brother into the shop. looking up at the
variations of icecreams, jersey looked at nick
curiously. "what do you want?" he asked, reaching
into his back pocket to get his wallet. "i'll pay."

[nicholas jerry jonas.]

when jersey finally got out of the car, he smiled, walking into the ice cream place. he didn't want to appear to childish - after all, there were kids here, and he was a role model. he needed to act like an adult. sometimes that's what pressured him. having to act like an adult. he didn't really have to, but its who he was to everyone already, he couldn't just suddenly change. he looked over at jersey and bit his lip, looking at the menu. "i want a hot fudge brownie sundae." he said, almost drooling. he laughed a little, looking over at jersey. "what're you going to get?" he asked, sitting down at the counter. he looked at the waiter as he walked over to them. he saw a couple of glances from little girls that were in there. they were probably all like "O:". yeah, pft, nicholas did in fact go out in public. its not like that wasn't normal. he told the waiter what he wanted, then looked over at jersey. he wondered what he would order this time. usually he liked to order something different everytime. nick stuck to the same thing most of the time. ever since that peanut butter incident.. he laughed to himself.

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[jersey diego jonas.]

jersey saw all the little kids that were in the shop
staring at them and smiled to himself. he loved
being looked at, even if, as creepy as it sounded, it
was by little kids. it boosted his self confidence a
little, but of course, no one knew that. jersey was
the always-confident-and-almost-too-confident
jonas brother. what would saying that he got
insecure, too, do to his image? kids wouldn't like
that at all, so he stuck to what he knew. he rolled
his eyes when his little brother told him his usual.
"why don't you jaz it up?" he asked nick curiously,
raising his eyebrows. he never had a problem
trying new things and possibly not liking them.
it was part of the whole life experience for him.
he wondered what went wrong with nick for a
moment, then said, "uh... i don't know." he looked
over the list and grinned. "i'll get the blueberry
chocolate whipped cream peanut butter one."
he laughed at how long the name was and pulled
out a few bucks. "hey, entertain those kids while
i'm ordering, yeah?" he sent nick a small smirk
that meant 'you'd better do it' and turned to the
waitress. "yeah, uh... this one for him, and that
one for me. thank you-- oh, yeah. you have a
pen?" he turned to nick. "dude, she wants our
autographs."

[nicholas jerry jonas.]

nick huffed. "i think just sticking to one thing, for me, would be the best." he pointed out to joe, his eye twitching when he noticed that he ordered something with peanut butter. in fact, it was something that he had ordered when he came with joe. grrr. joe had kind of ruined the ice cream. he had sliced his finger on something and blood squirted all over the ice cream and nick's face. yeah, it was very unpleasant. it was really disgusting actually. he rather not think about it. he scrunched up his nose, sighing and taking out a sharpie. he held it up and smiled politely at her. "pffft. why don't you? i'm too lazy to get up." he stuck his tongue out at jersey, signing the girls arm with a raised eyebrow. hey - he's been asked weirder places. like the stomach.. ick.

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[jersey diego jonas.]

jersey shook his head at his brother's response. how
were they brothers, honestly? it made no sense. nick
was the complete opposite of jersey - quiet, calm and
definitely not impulsive and trouble-seeking like
jersey was. but maybe that was just the boy's disipline.
when they grew up, nick was always treated like the
baby, always told 'don't do that!' and to 'do this instead'.
their parents were more religious with nicholas, too,
and jersey had always wondered why. maybe it was
just how angelic his baby brother looked. it was odd;
he was the only brother that had a nice... well, not
nice, persay. but a unique face-shape and exactly
the right features to make him look like he was an
angel that just fell from heaven. he'd been jealous
of it at a time, but now all he could feel for his little
brother was a strong adoration. they'd been closer
than joe and kevin had been in their childhood, and
it stuck to their age this day. jersey didn't know why
it was; maybe opposites attracted? whatever it was,
he was glad to have nick by his side. he sent nick an
annoyed look when he suggested that jersey would
go and talk to those girls, because he was "too lazy."
he quickly signed the girl's arm and when she
walked away with their orders, he rested his chin
on nick's shoulder and breathed on his ear, in a position
that no one would see. "nicccky." he whispered softly,
smirking to himself. "please." he murmured into the
boy's ear, letting his hand rub the boy's arm.

[nicholas jerry jonas.]

nick let out a relieved breath when the girl walked away to go get their ice cream. though, he felt himself tense up when jersey's chin was on his shoulder, and he was breathing in his ear. he bit his lip his curls falling back into his face again. he left them like that, looking at his arm. "noooooooo." he whined, shivering. "jersey, what're you doing?" he asked quietly, curling into himself a little. he wanted to know what was going on. this was weird, and this contact was making him all tingly everywhere. and when i mean, everywhere, everywhere.

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[jersey diego jonas.]

jersey chuckled into nick's ear when his little brother
curled into himself and whined. he also noticed nick jr.
start to come alive and he smirked to himself, nuzzling
nick's neck slowly. "nick, please go over and say hi to
those girls for me." he grinned, whispering the words
in nick's ear. "i need you to."

[nicholas jerry jonas.]

nick released a helpless whine. "jersey, everyone can see this.." he whimpered, shivering again. "pft, for you? why don't you just do it yourself?" he muttered, trying to move away from jersey's hot breath. he covered up his lower half with his sweater, biting his lip.

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