"I said I was pissed off, Justin, and I meant it."

"Yeah, but I think you're just mad because you're belaboring under a misconception -"

"Don't fuck up words because you think it makes me feel smart and you look cute."

"Malconception? Unconception?"

"You're not cute, Justin."

"A little cute, come on. At least a little."

"And even if you were, you think being cute's gonna make me forget I'm mad at you?"

"Well, being cute and acting slutty." Against his will JC laughed and Justin smiled at him. "Come on, it's not like it would be the first time."

"I don't know -"

"Come on, you can still be mad at me after you fuck me. If you remember what you're mad about."

"I'm gonna hold you to that."

Justin took his shirt off. "You won't remember," he said smugly.