Differences - Teen
Differences - Teen/General? (Cussing)
Grey knew they were a motly crew that made little to no sense. No one except for his boys and friends really understood. Grey himself knew he seemed like the loner type that hated people because of how the world has screwed him over. Gerrard had his issues and tics; everyone always thought that he’d be the leader of a band after all. No one thought that Ben would be anything but straight, if not then had a bromance with his child friend Alex. Then there’s Wolf. Wolf honestly scared the shit out of most people, especially with his psycopathic tendencies.
But, their differences are what make them whole. And, Wolf seemed to be the last piece of the puzzle that made them feel whole. They were all fiercely loyal to each other and their friends without a doubt. It was in the little things. Ben made sure they were all taken care of with his rabid mother hen tendencies. Grey made sure they never forgot things, especially studying for tests. Gerrard would soothe whatever the day brought as he opened up about his music, playing for them while they all hung out. And finally, Wolf was a suprisingly good listener; it was like having a mostly feral dog. He was aggressive, but he could also be sweet and caring when the situation calls for it.
Grey smiled to himself as he watched the chaos. Ben and Wolf were getting into it about who was better at pool. Eugene, Teddy, Ik-han, and Hwangmo were chatting about everything nerdy. Grey was sat, leaning against Gerrard who was strumming on his guitar. It was peaceful.
Until Forrest Lee kicked down the door. “Oi! Eungjang fuckers!” His eyes swept the room. “The fuck are you doing here,Wolf?!” He was afraid. He was very afraid. There were four people in the top ten strongest in this room, glaring at him like he was an annoying bug.
Grey went to stand up, but he stopped when he heard the clicks of Wolf taking off his glasses. His purple haired menace stalked up to Forrest. “Who’s asking, punk?” He glared down at a cowaring Forrest.
“U-um…”
“Spit it out.” Wolf growled and punched the wall by the intruder’s head. “I don’t have all day to deal with you.”
“D-Donald Na! He wa-wanted us t-to deal with Eu-Eungjang!”
“How about he comes here, his fucking self?” Wolf spit in Forrest’s face. “Get the fuck out of here. You won’t like it if you don’t.”
Grey smiled a little. It was always hot to watch his boys puff up and defend the peace of their group. He looked up at Gerrard, who had nudged him with a shit eating smirk. His preferences were his own. Grey sent Gerrard a light glare as if to say ‘fuck off’ before speaking. “Wolf, come here.”
Wolf’s head turned, eyes lighting up at the request. “What do you want, Princess?” He asked with a lazy smirk.
Forrest couldn’t believe what he was watching; it all seemed too domestic for four of the strongest people to just hang out. But, with Wolf’s back being turned, he was his chance. It was a really shitty chance mind you but a chance none the less. He went to charge when he was felt the pressure of Gerrard and Ben’s glares, daring him to move. It didn’t make any fucking sense to him why they gravitated toward each other! It wasn’t like it was an alliance because Wolf would never let himself follow someone else’s orders.
His answer came in Grey tugging down Wolf by his shirt to kiss him on the nose then on the mouth. Cue horrified screeching, then he was moved out of the way.
Jake Ji strolled in with his friends. “Remind me to never play for stakes against Grey…” They carried a couple bags with drinks and food in.
Forrest’s jaw dropped.
“Took y’all long enough!” Ben grinned. “We should’ve just asked Eugene!”
“Well, we had to take care of the issue outside.”
Forrest looked behind him to se his entire crew on the ground.
“Really? You should’ve saved some for the rest of us!”
Everyone was laughing while Forrest’s internal panic was growing. So, Wolf was dating Grey. Cool. Jake Ji was friends with Eungjang. Not so cool. OMFG Jake just slapped Teddy’s ass.
“Is your friend okay?” The Pool lounge owner asked, pointing to Forrest who was now slumped against the wall and foaming at the mouth.
“Probably not.” Grey said from Wolf’s lap. It was mildly demeaning to be sitting on Wolf’s lap while still leaning against Gerrard, but it could be worse.
“Cuddle pile!” Ben lunged for them.
Grey thought too soon. Gerrard stopped Ben from crushing them by having the energetic red head run into his foot. Grey always knew that Gerrard’s long legs were a blessing.
They were all different, but it made Grey love them all the more for it.