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Magic Mike? More like magic dyke

AWWW SILLY LITTLE GAYS

Regina x Janis

Reader is Janis’ little sister

Reader comes out to them

FLUFF

Stupid With Love

Janis ‘Imi’ike x Regina George (+ ‘Imi’ike little sister)

Warnings: some coarse language, fluff

“You like her? Of course that’s okay! Why wouldn’t it be okay?”

Something’s been on your mind a lot lately, or rather, someone. You always hung out with your sister and her friends in the garage whenever they came over and you always had a blast. Those people were nice to you and hilarious. Especially Damian. He always made everyone laugh until their stomachs hurt. Well, lately, you felt yourself getting crazy butterflies around a certain someone in Janis’ group. The second you realised it, you started to shove those feelings way down.

‘No. No! You can’t like Cady. That’s crazy, y/n. Did you see what your sister had to go through with Mom and Dad to get to where she was?!’

“Hey.” You hear a voice. Janis’, actually. You didn’t respond though— your brain was a mess currently. Thinking about your crush. Seems to be all you were thinking about lately. It was summer, the seniors’ last one before they went off to college in the fall. Well, for you, it was the last one before you started your final year of high school.

“Hey!” Janis’ voice was heard again, this time clearer as you felt a playful smack to your knee, “What’s going on with you?” She chuckles over her words, sitting down next to you holding onto a bowl of popcorn.

“Nothing’s going on.”

“Yeah, sure.” Janis teased, “Nothing going on but you constantly look like you’ve got something on your mind. It’s summer, y/n. Not finals week. Relax.”

You scoff, laying down on the opposite side of the couch, your feet right by Janis as she sat next to you, watching the movie on her projector screen. “Excuse me, what was that? Did you just scoff at me, y/n?”

You sigh, turning your body so you could watch the movie properly.

“What’s up?” Her face falls, her tone now serious.

“Nothing. Just got some stuff on my mind.”

“Clearly.” Janis bites back a scoff, “Talk to me about it, whatever it is. I could help.”

“No, it’s stupid,”

“I doubt it, y/n.” Janis replies.

“What time’s Regina coming over?” You ignored her previous statement.

“Any minute now, and don’t ignore what I just said.” She huffs, “Is someone bullying you at school?”

You couldn’t help but laugh. Your sister was dating someone who used to be the school’s biggest bully. Thank God, used to be.

A couple minutes later, Regina was here. She let herself in, you were about to sit back up so Regina had a spot on the couch. But she stops you, so you relaxed again, watching Janis stand up so Regina could sit, then her getting pulled onto the blonde’s lap. Your mind drifts away again, entirely losing focus of the movie. Wishing that you had Cady with you, that you were the one sitting in her lap while you snuggled up against her. You wanted that, that kind of affection, that kind of intimacy. That kind of love. Sweet, innocent and tender. With each passing second, you grew increasingly annoyed at yourself and your inability to tell the people closest to you the truth, and that you were hoping they could help you. Initially, the latter didn’t even come to your mind. But roughly four months ago, Cady called it quits with Aaron. The whole school was talking about it. And perhaps, in that moment, it was your first realisation that you liked her. Because you were rejoicing the fact that they broke up instead of going up to her to check on her, see if she was okay. Aaron was a good guy and they ended things amicably. They were still friends, just like he still was a good friend to the rest of the gang. You only got to know them because Janis was your sister and they naturally just ‘adopted’ you into the group for hangouts. Otherwise, they’d be untouchable. Their group, would be at the top of the high school hierarchy, despite how strongly your sister didn’t care about it. Her friends were just her friends. She didn’t give a fuck about how others perceived her as long as she was happy with her life. No one else mattered to her other than those closest to her— that included the gang, and you. Your parents? Not so much. They were why Janis moved out into the garage in the first place. They even made her pay rent, so she worked a retail job at the mall during her free time. But Janis didn’t mind it. Being away from your parents’ roof, per se, allowed her to have peace and clarity in her life. Boundaries have been set. Well, the garage was also not connected to the house so it really became Janis’ own place.

————

While your focused on the movie again several minutes later, you hear them making out a little next to you. They did it so much that at this point, you weren’t even bothered by it and just tuned it out.

You didn’t hear a thing until someone poked your side and tickled you. You squirm, “Stop it. What do you want?”

They both squinted at you like you had three heads, you sulked, “Sorry.”

“We were just asking if you wanted pizza or Thai food for dinner.” Janis shrugged.

“Are you okay?” Regina asks.

You bit the inside of your cheek as the racing in your heart started up again. ‘Should I tell them or not?’

“Thai food.” You gave Janis your answer.

“Okay.” Janis nods, “I’ll go make the call.”

“So…” Regina started again once Janis was out of earshot, “What’s up? Something is definitely bothering you.”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know or you’re scared? Those are two very different things.” Regina says quietly.

“What’s going on?” Janis walks back in.

You looked between the pair, words at the top of your tongue. “I like Cady. And it feels…wrong. Scary. I— I’ve never felt this way before about a girl and I’m terrified. What should I do? I feel so stupid.”

“HEY.” Janis’ looked at you with wide eyes.

“No.” Regina continues next, “You’re not stupid.”

“Stupid with love, maybe.” Janis jokes, trying to make you laugh and lighten the mood, “You like her? Of course that’s okay! Why wouldn’t it be okay?” “

“Jokes aside, Cady’s totally single and available. Everyone’s coming by tomorrow for a movie night.” Regina looks up from her phone right when yours and Janis’ phone went off. “Horror movie. Gonna set everything up for you and Cady to get some cute ass moments.”

“Oh, I think you’re forgetting I’m gonna be staying up all night because of a horror movie.” You laughed.

“Exactly.” Regina smirked, “She will definitely do something, like put her arm around you or ask if you’re okay when you get scared.”

“Please don’t do spin the bottle.” You pleaded.

“Oh, no. No chance that happening at all. We’re not gonna even remote risk having history repeat itself.”

“Alright- dinner will be here in about thirty minutes. In the meantime, let’s just all relax and not think about anything that’ll stress us out.” Janis decided. You went to bed that night, initially relieved but then was hit with another worry. Your parents.

“Go to bed. Stop worrying.” You scolded yourself, well, luckily you were able to finally get some decent sleep that night. And you had pretty much a full day to get yourself ready for when Cady comes over that evening.

————

“Alright, pick out a movie.” Regina held up three DVDs from Janis’ sizeable collection. Almost immediately, came a unanimous decision— Satanic. Even the cover on the DVD case creeped you out. Janis and Regina shared a knowing look. You were so tempted to run out of the room and back inside the house, but stayed there because Cady was right next to you. You didn’t ask her to sit there, she just did.

“You want one?” Cady asks. You heard her voice but you were spaced out, not wanting to focus on the film— that was already starting. When you felt some tapping on your knee, you jumped startled, “Shit. Huh?”

“Do you want some?” Cady tilted the bag of Nerds gummy clusters toward you.

“Sure.” You chuckled, “Thanks.”

She smiles at you and you felt those damn butterflies again. Shoving those candies into your mouth to keep yourself from embarrassment. “Are you okay?” Cady asks quietly seeing that the film’s already started.

You exhaled heavily, grabbing a couch cushion to squeeze and distract yourself.

“y/n?” She asks again, brows furrowed together in concern.

“Not a fan of horror.” You told her in a mumble.

“Then why—”

You shook your head, “They decided they wanted to watch horror.”

“But they know, right? That you don’t like—”

“Oh, yeah.” You let out an exhale in slight amusement.

“And that you’re here?” Cady continued.

“Yeah.” You nod, “You know what? Screw this. Let’s go inside and eat some ice cream, I want my sleep tonight.”

“Ice cream?” Cady gasped softly, “Yeah, let’s.”

You and Cady quietly slipped away, entering the house and headed right for the kitchen. You took out two bowls and two spoons before opening the freezer door. “Cookies and cream or chocolate?”

“I love cookies and cream.” Cady says.

“Alright.” You took out the scoop and handed it to her so she could get her portion first before you did— you wanted the same flavour too.

“y/n?” Cady says while pushing the tub of ice cream over to you. You took the scoop and began to get your own share of the dessert, “Yeah?”

“There’s something I’ve been wanting to talk to you about.” Cady revealed.

You could swear your heart as good as stopped for a second. Taking a deep breath you asked calmly, “What is it?”

“I broke up with Aaron because I realised he maybe wasn’t as cute as I thought he was.” Cady began, “I uh, I actually thought you looked better than he did. I look at you and I feel more things than I do when he holds my hand or kiss me. It— well, honestly it’s like I’ve been using Aaron as a way to try and convince myself I liked guys. And, I’m sure I do, just like how I now know for sure I like girls too. So it’s just that he wasn’t the right one. But y/n, when I look at you, as crazy as it sounds. I can actually picture a future with you.”

You froze, eyes hopefully not widening so much that you looked absolutely nuts. “Wh- what are you— what are you saying?”

“I like you, and not just as a friend.” Cady confirms, “I want you to be my girlfriend.”

You let out a strained laugh, setting down your bowl when you felt your cheeks flushing. You looked down at your feet, avoiding Cady’s eyes for dear life.

“y/n.” Her voice remains calm and gentle, “Talk to me, please. Say something.”

“You do?” Your voice cracks, and you sniffle. “Shit, why am I crying? This is so embarrassing.”

Cady puts down her bowl too, “Look at me.” And you do, you look up again, your gaze meeting hers. “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to be cryi—”

She chuckles, grabbing you a kitchen towel— the one thing within reach that you could dry your tears with. As you dabbed your tears with the paper towel, you finally let the words slip. “I like you too. I just— I didn’t dare to say it. I didn’t know how to, I— and then you were with Aaron and when you guys broke up I felt like a shitty person because part of me was happy you were single because to me that meant I had a chance to confess—”

“You do have a chance with me.” She stops you, “I like you, y/n. I really do.”

“Okay.” You bit back a giggle, and you saw her lean in so you started to blush again.

“Fuck! Finally!” Janis squealed, grinning.

You and Cady whipped your heads around so quick, you nearly fell off the barstool. “Sorry.” Janis smiled sheepishly, “Didn’t mean to scare ya, sis. But oh my God! I’m so happy for you!”

“Janis!” Cady chided, “Kind of in the middle of something here.”

“Right, sorry!” Janis exclaimed, gesturing with her arms, “Continue.”

She went back out to the garage, quickly shutting the door behind herself, allowing Cady to make her move and kiss you. When her lips finally met yours, you were on cloud nine. Though unsure of what to do with this being your first kiss, your worries went away in seconds when she took the lead and deepens the connection for a little moment before breaking away.

Your cheeks were hot. When the sobriety hit, so did your nerves. “We should probably finish our ice cream.”

“Yeah.” She laughs, and ended up grinning the whole time she finished up the half-melted, soupy ice cream. You were the same way, happy. So happy that it went as well as it did.

And then a distant, “What?!” Was heard from the door that led to the garage. You both laughed, “Aaaand now they know too.”

“Greeeeat.” You chuckled nervously.

“We’re okay, they’re great. Don’t worry about, we’re in this together now.”

You flashed her an appreciative smile, “Yep. You and me. You and me…damn.”

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🎤* is this thing on???

How was this one😭 kind felt like it got too draggy and boring at one point🤨

I wanna write

I have no ideas

AAAAAAAGGGHHH

regina's gay character development

Oooooo poor Regina but also bad bitch Janis 💕

Hey, could you write a Rejanis angst where Regina has problems with a teacher acting inappropriately but gets scared and doesn't tell anyone, over time Janis realizes that her girlfriend has become increasingly quiet and withdrawn and that her bad habits food is coming back but Regina refuses to tell her until the situation with the teacher goes beyond the limit and she runs to Janis asking for help?

(Maybe I identify more than I want:/)

Still scared of it all

Janis ‘Imi’ike x Regina George

Warnings: MDNI— mature themes. Sexual harassment & assault, anxiety, depression, eating disorders, coarse language. Reader discretion advised.

“15 and 16: I had to be strong. 21: I’m still scared of it all.” — Tattoos, Reneé Rapp

At 15: Regina’s father left. He left the house one night and never returned. When Regina found that out in the morning, a deep hatred for the man was ignited in the blonde. He hated that he just left after everything that he’s done— to hurt her, to hurt Kylie to hurt her mother. Drinking all day long, yelling at them for no reason, all three of them have gotten hurt by him physically and God Regina hoped he didn’t do anything worse to either her Mom or her sister.

At 16: A year later, he comes back. Tries to make things right. But after one beer bottle got flung at Kylie’s head— that she’d barely avoided, Regina swung on him, punching him over and over in the jaw. June had to pull her off. “Fuck off!” Regina gripped his collar, “How could you do that to your own daughter?! Don’t you dare lay a finger on either of them. I will hurt you. I’m not afraid of you.”

At 17: Junior girls were all at each other’s necks thanks to the Burn Book. That was eventually resolved, but all the students’ relationships were strained as a result and took so much effort to reconcile. As for Regina, she focused on reconciling with one person: Janis ‘Imi’ike. Her ex-best friend whom she lost due to her own doing. After that fateful kiss during spin the bottle came months of bullying, Janis was drove crazy. She also hated Regina, she hated her guts. The one person she trusted with her life betrayed her and became her biggest bully. Because of that, Janis became so bitter and angry at just about anything. She didn’t believe in what she used to, she no longer believed in happiness and love…the good things. It took Regina nearly 4 months to get Janis to even look her in the eye.

“Why? Why’d you do that to me? I don’t get it. You could’ve just left me alone.”

“I’m sorry, Janis. I’m sorry, I was scared, I had no idea what going on with me. My Dad was deadbeat drunk, he hit Kylie, he hit my mom, sometimes he hit me. I became angry, such an angry person that I took that anger out on just about anyone along the way. But they didn’t deserve it, especially not you. I shut you out because I was terrified of being hurt again. You were the one person I have actually cared about and I was scared I’d lose you because you’d leave me one day— that we’d drift and not be friends anymore. I couldn’t take the guessing game and pulled that crap during spin the bottle, and called you that fucking name. I hurt you, my best friend and I regret every single moment of it.” The blonde rambles.

Janis looked at her, trying to process all of it, feeling the air leave her lungs in shock. Her eyes must look insane right now.

“I’m sorry,” Regina croaked, “You don’t have to forgive me. I just needed you to know. You deserved to know why. I’m so sorry, Janis.”

At 18: Graduation night, Regina spots Janis sitting on the curb outside school. Alone. Taking the chance, she approaches her, sitting down next to her. “Hi. Whatcha doing?”

The brunette sighs. “Trying not to give in to the urge to drink. You? Why aren’t you with Gretchen or Karen or your Mom?”

“Why aren’t you with Damian?”

Janis chuckled wryly, “He’s on a date with his boyfriend. Anniversary. So, here I am— all alone.”

“You’re not alone.” Regina answered quietly, “You’ve got me.”

“I don’t need your pity.” Janis mutters.

“Janis, this is not pity. I want you back in my life, please? Let’s work on that.”

“Are you sure?” Janis asks, having a moment of calmness around her for the first time since several years ago, “Or is this a prank and you’re just waiting to make fun of me again? Because I can’t take another round of that. I might actually kill myself.”

“I’m serious. I swear.” Regina replies solemnly, sticking one leg out straight, “I said, I swear.”

“I heard you.” Janis glances at her.

“Do the leg thing.” Regina says, wiggling the foot she stuck out, “Remember? We used to bump our feet together to make a promise.”

Janis bit back a smile, doing as Regina said, then hooking their pinkies.

“Okay.” Regina exhales, “Let’s go do something fun to celebrate. We’re done with high school.”

Janis pondered for a second, “Okay.”

What’s she got to lose, right? She’s already hit rock bottom years ago at 12. Apparently her V Card. A tipsy confession led to way, way more that night with North Shore’s queen bee.

The next morning, they knew what happened last night. They weren’t drunk, just had a couple drinks in them. Which…led to a pretty difficult conversation about where they stood. What their relationship was right now. Difficult because they didn’t have any alcohol to help but lose some of the nerves, not because they didn’t want to talk. Because— they wanted to. It was just a lot to process and make clear.

Age 19, Winter: They were settling well into freshmen year of college, Regina and Janis have been coming up to a year of their relationship. With their anniversary approaching, Janis took Regina’s lack of talking to her and spending time with her was due to anniversary plans. But her guess was proven wrong when she saw Regina left a lecture on the verge of tears.

“G, what’s wrong?” Janis approached her quickly, gently holding onto her wrist.

Regina wriggles her hand out of her girlfriend’s grip, “Nothing, I’m fine, Janis. Just stressed. The lecturer kept calling on me to answer questions but I’m tired. Okay, I’m fucking tired.”

Taken aback by Regina snapping at her, though unintentionally, Janis retracts her hand. “I’m sorry. Talk to me when you’re ready okay?” Turning on her heel, she leaves the blonde, and made her way back to the dorm. Her backpack lands on her bed with a muffled thud, then Janis goes over to her wards to pick out a new outfit for after her shower.

A few hours later, Janis sat at her desk, working on a new drawing to sew over. Regina’s anniversary present. Just then, her phone buzzes on the wooden surface, pulling her out of her focus.

When Regina returned she seemed to be in a much better mood, like her usual self. Janis was relieved, giving her a hug from behind. “Where we headed?”

“What’re you feeling for dinner?” Regina returns the questions.

“I dunno.” Janis shrugs, breaking away from the embrace, “Tacos? We could go to No.1?”

“Oh, sure can.” Regina agrees, “I’m gonna get changed real quick then we can leave okay?”

“Alright.”

Age 19, Spring: The weather in New York City started to get warm again, but Regina didn’t stop wearing sweatshirts, and hoodies. Janis picked up on it once the weather turned warm, working up the courage to talk to her while observing closely. Though to the brunette, this was a no-brainer. Regina’s struggled with this before, and now, it was back. But what Janis didn’t know…was why.

“Ms. George, I need to speak to you, please stay behind for a moment.”

“Sure, Mr. Graham.” Regina breathed out heavily, dreadfully turning towards his desk.

“Your grade. A B’s not good enough.”

“You said I had to get better than a C, which I now have.” Regina states. He steps forward, slyly snaking an arm around her waist, “You were a straight A student at your high school, we can’t have your grades slip, Ms. George.”

“Stop it.” Regina seethed, “You need to stop doing that.”

“Or what?” He asks, feigning innocence, “Whoops, my hand slipped. Sorry, Ms. George.”

The blonde purses her lips together, body tensing up when she feels his palm on her bottom. “Can I leave?”

“Do you want a B?”

“No.”

His arm was snaked around her waist again, “Are you sure? That sure wouldn’t look nice on your transcript. We know what a perfectionist you are…” His hand reaches over and gripped her side while his arm still stayed around her. “What a beautiful figure.”

“Can I leave?”

The older guy huffs, “Fine. You know the drill, Regina. Like that.” He snaps his fingers, “And your next grade? Could be a failing one. Would definitely cost you your scholarship, darling.”

~~~~~~

A week later, at the next class, the same thing happens. Regina got what he meant. He always got it, if she didn’t just take it, her grade would be a failing one. Then, she wouldn’t be able to finish her college education. She doesn’t want that, she’s worked extremely hard to get into this school. “Ms. George, great work on that last paper.”

“Thanks.” The blonde mumbles, practically one foot out the door.

“What’s the rush? It’s Friday. Stay.” He shoots her a look, she had to obey. She was terrified. He walks closer and close to her, eyes watching the hallways.

“Alright, w-what—”

Once the hallways outside were empty, he hand a firm grip on her shoulder then shoved her onto the desk, bent over. His free hand roamed down her bottom and squeezed the flesh. A quiet whimper falls from her mouth as her heart started to pound in her chest. Tears threatened to fall as he continued to feel her up. She felt disgusting, and helpless. Trying her hardest to get out of this mess but he was eerily strong— she also felt like she was frozen. Like she couldn’t move…paralysed. She tried to scream, but no sound loud enough came out. When his hand started to move to the space in between her legs. Sheer panic came over to her as she decided to play along, tickling his hand and causing him to loosen his grip. Regina twisted his hand making him scream, swiftly she fought him off in this brief moment of weakness and scurried out of the lecture hall.

“Bitch.” She hears.

~~~~~

“Regina! Right?”

Shit. Why now?

“Mr. Graham.” Regina sighs, annoyed, “Yes, it’s me. May I help you, sir?”

He looks at Janis, unsuccessfully hiding a perverted smile when he saw the brunette in a flattering cropped top that showed off her figure. “What’s your problem? Stop staring at me like that, you old man.”

“My apologies, I wasn’t.”

Janis wanted to punch him already, “Let’s go, baby.” With that, Janis immediately got them away from the guy. Hopefully he got the hint now. “Wouldn’t want to be late to our dinner reservation.”

That interaction rendered Regina sick to her stomach. Looking at the menu made her feel worse. She barely ate, which concerned Janis. “Regina.” Janis spoke quietly, “You have to eat dinner, please.” She noticed the look on the girl’s face.

“I don’t feel well.” Regina answers in a similar volume.

Janis wasn’t sure if it was purely because she felt unwell, or the fact that she’s been eating less and less lately, that made her feel unwell. “G, please just try and have something light, okay? We gotta eat. If you feel full, stop. I’m not gonna make you finish your plate.”

Regina nodded after a brief pause, decisively, “Okay. I’ll eat something.”

~~~~~~

“Ms George, you know what to do, hun.”

She hated this, whatever this was. And her life. Why was she the one target?

It’s been like clockwork for the last seven months. Each time worse than the last, even though they were the same moves from him. He always had his hand lingering too long on hers or her shoulder in class, after class…he just groped her for his own pleasure. Every time, Regina would save herself moments before the worst case scenario.

Today was no expection.

Thankfully it was her last class of the day so she returns to her dorm where Janis was already sleeping. Napping, actually. Well.

Regina stripped her clothes off and took a long shower, desperately trying to scrub the lingering disgusting feeling from her skin. But, she feels her frustration build and build, so did her tears. Her lips quivering, tears eventually slipped down her cheeks as the water from the shower continually poured down onto her bare body. Regina sobs, muffling the noise with a hand over her mouth.

Drying herself off and getting dressed, she checks her reflection in the mirror, thank god her eyes weren’t too red. She could just lie and say that she got shampoo in her eyes. It’s definitely happened before.

“Hey, you’re back.” Janis got up, sleepily smiling then pressing a kiss to her cheek.

“Hi.” Regina frowns.

“How was your day?”

Terrible. ‘I should tell someone. I should tell…Janis’

“I- I need to tell you something.” Regina spat out, instantly flustered, or simply panicking already.

“You— you know the guy we saw on our way to dinner awhile ago?”

“Guy? Your lecturer?”

“Yeah.” Regina takes a deep breath, “I need your help. He— some months back my grade went down to a C, which was my fault because I didn’t really get the class and so that happened. But then he singled me out to talk to me after class and he said if I did ‘something’, I could get my grade back up to a B, or even an A. I thought he meant actual extra-credit assignments or projects. But— fuck!”

Her breathing began picking up its pace as she fiddled with her thumbs.

“Hey, hey. Regina, it’s okay. Take it easy, take your time. Breathe. In and out, honey. In and out.” Janis cajoled, “Breathe for me, huh? Okay?”

“He wanted me to let him touch me. Arm around my waist, squeezing my side, my shoulder, he groped my ass, and he almost used…his fingers on me. Many— many times. I tried fighting him off but I always felt so weak. It’s like I was frozen. I couldn’t move even though I wanted to turn around and punch him in the throat and kick his fucking dick!”

Regina wailed, breaking down in Janis’ arms as she rubbed her back, “I got you. I know exactly what to do. Okay? Trust me, babe.”

“Of course, I do. I trust you with my life, Janis.” Regina hiccups, “I didn’t know how to tell anyone— I— I’ve been feeling like shit, baby. He said— he said he liked my figure. So my brain thought, ‘hey, if you don’t eat that much, you’ll lose that ‘figure’ so he wouldn’t be so attracted to you and leave you alone’. But no, he kept doing it, he kept saying those things and said I looked better and better— like— what the fuck!”

“It’s okay. It’ll be okay.” Janis assured, “I promise you. I’ll stop all of that tomorrow.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t. It’s not something you need to apologise for.” Janis stops her, “I have a morning class, yours are in the afternoon. I’ll go for my class in the morning and stick around in school, near where you are. I know which rooms you’ll be in so I will be right outside every class. Even just a little bit of noise, I’ll be right there.”

~~~~~

Today, Janis intentionally put on the same top Graham saw her in that one evening when she and Regina were on their way to dinner. “Doesn’t raise suspicion, this is subtle enough for me to get by the day unnoticed by anyone but him. Maybe you. I know you like this top.”

Regina allowed herself to chuckle, “Of course I do. I bought you this shirt.”

“That you did.” Janis grins, “This’ll look a little silly but I’ll have my phone on a lanyard around my neck, camera facing out. He can’t deny any of it if it’s caught on tape. It’s evidence, if not one believes us, we’ll still have the video. Which could come in handy since we will be reporting this to the police.”

~~~~~

“Pity you’re attached, you would’ve been so lucky to be spoilt by me…” He purrs, sending a sickening chill down Regina’s back.

“I have a girlfriend, mind you.” Regina snarled.

“Watch your tone.”

“Yeah, of course. You’re my teacher.” Regina smirked. The door opens a crack, Janis got clearer audio and some footage now. His hand started to go down to her bottom as usual, Janis definitely caught that on video. “Graham, like what you’re seeing?” Janis stepped inside, asking boldly. He looked like a deer caught in headlights. Hand still on Regina but his head whipped around. “Oh, you too?” He smirked, Janis tried not to puke right then and there.

“Is that what you think? That I put this shirt on for you? No my girlfriend, not because I like the shirt?”

“Why else would you wear such a small top than to show off that rack?” He laughed lowly, “You expect me to believe that you wore it thinking no one would look? At all? Look at her! And look at you!”

“You’re a fucking pig, Graham. Burn in hell.” Janis spat, furious, pulling Regina closer to herself quickly.

“Sluts.”

“That’s what you say. That’s what people will hear.” Janis shrugs, “Farewell, dickhead. They’re gonna get you.”

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Here it is, I hope it was okay. Take care of yourself anon! 🫂💗 thanks for your request, allowed me to challenge myself🥲