Tell Me All Your Dirty Dreams//Jayy Von Monroe & Ashley Purdy//Prologue

Dahvie's POV“Jayy seriously, you’ve been moping over that dick for far too long, get that watermelon blow pop out of your mouth and replace it with something better”.
“spoken like a true whore”
“fuck you”
“open all hours baby”
Jayy spread his legs obscenely, a playful smile creeping across his face slowly. It was a welcome sight after it’s prolonged absence, like a rainbow piercing through the clouds after a rainy day. It was day 3 of Warped Tour and we’d barely left the bus except to perform and I was determined Jayy’s unsociable tendencies were gonna disappear and give way to the old, happy Jayy. Though with a new resolution not to express any more taste for the wrong guys. I flopped down on top of him brazenly, making myself comfortable upon his legs as I reached over to stroke his hair out of his face.
“We should go out tonight, hang with some of the other bands for a while. You know what the internet’s like, rumours will be rife by now” Jayy pressed a soft kiss to the inside of my wrist, mulling over my statement for a few minutes.
I’d refrained from discussing the break up on any of our social network accounts, the sympathy messages were bound to induce more tears and upset for Jayy, though we appreciated the fans concern they had a tendency to make assumptions if things were unusually quiet on our accounts. Jayy sat up slowly, scowling in disgust as he blew a strand of unwashed hair out of his face.
“I guess you’re right, can’t live like a hobo forever, eww you should have told me my hair had gotten this disgusting” I smiled at the small sign my Jayy was returning.
I returned the smile as I pretended to catch the kiss he blew en route to the bathroom, getting up to tidy up my own unruly mop of hair while I waited for him to get ready.
“Who’s party are we crashing anyway?” Jayy shouted curiously over the streaming of the shower.
We didn’t know many of the bands on the line up but I figured now was a good place to start.
“I heard the black veil brides guys and a few others are having a barbecue or some shit, figured we could go there. Free booze, probably hot chicks, and I heard their bassist is really slutty” the last part came out in a sing song voice causing Jayy to almost choke on his toothbrush.
“Tact Dahvie, you fuck rag, look it up” he joked in response, though I could see behind his smile he was pondering the idea.
I gave myself a mental pat on the back, the night was starting to look up already and it could only get better.