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⚠️TRIGGER WARNING- contains disturbing scenes, including sexual assault.⚠️

His mouth gets to my ear, "Never thought pretty boy would be here, all alone." I step away from him and turn around. My eyes widen in surprise to see Karim, "What do you want now!?" I glare at him, while wrapping my own arms around my waist, getting the creeps from what just happened. He eyes me up and down, is he drunk? I'm not liking the way he's looking at me, yet I don't want to fight in the middle of a crowd- bringing attention towards me. There's a mix of school mates and people here too.

 "I'm wondering how come I see you here, yet I also saw your boyfriend in here with you. You two looked like you had a lot of fun." he laughs, annoying me even more. "Now I see why he loves hugging your waist a lot," he steps towards me, I didn't move an inch.

 "I actually did mistake you for a girl, until I saw your head of hair" he gets in my face. "You already knew who I was, Karim." I walk away from him, he quickly slams his hand on my shoulder, "I ain't done talking to you yet" 

"Well I am!" I yell back. "And I said I'm not" he growls, swiftly grabbing both of my wrists. "For someone that thinks I'm gay, you sure are acting like you have some crush on me." 

"You really like to think like that huh?"

 "I mean you're busy obsessing over Hitoshi and I like we are a thing." "I could crush you right now if I wanted to-" "That's a new kink or something? Not really my thing but okay. Do it" I smirk. He takes his eyes off of my for a split second, already panting from built up anger. "I know what you're trying to do Antonio but it's not working on me!" he shakes me, I struggle to free myself from him. He's much stronger than I, he picked me up one time and shoved me into a locker. "Get your hands off of me!" I can't do anything without at least one hand. 

He drags me with him, I can't bring attention, I'll never hear the end of it from press. Plus no one will hear me from the loud music or the crowd. But I'm getting farther away from Hitoshi, where am I going!? I notice the loose knot on my hoodie was beginning to loosen up more. I wiggle my hips a little and my hoodie falls to the floor, right before Karim pushes open a door and shoves me out roughly. I fall on the ground, noticing we're outside, in an alley way. 

He picks me up and roughly presses me into the brick wall. Compared to our altercations from before, he never acted like this. Not this way. Karim hands still had a grip on my wrists, while pressing them against the wall, along with his body pressing against mine from behind.

"I'm surprised you're not doing anything yet. You're letting me do this?" he says in my ear. Wait if I'm outside then Hitoshi must be at the front! But what if he's already inside? I'm willing to take a chance, "Hitoshi!-" Karim quickly lets go of my right wrist and punches me in my lower back. "Make another sound and I will make sure you feel every bit of pain."  he whispers into my ear as his finger tips slide into my pants. 

He laughs harder as his hot breath spread out on my neck. "I thought you're already used to this? Hitoshi doesn't do this to you? Go ahead, whimper more, I know you miss this~" 

"Karim, just get off of me, I won't say anything to anyone. I promise" 

"Haha, no. I was just warming up." 

 "Karim get off of me now!" 

"Or what?! You can't do anything! Your stupid (__) mom can't save you butt now!" I feel a sudden rush of adrenaline and I use my free hand and ball it into a fist and shove it hard into his groin. 

Karim yells in pain, calling me all kinds of names "Keep my mother out of your filthy mouth!" "Oh so that's what triggers you?" he laughs, I turn around, realizing I'm free and kick him down and he falls hard. "Remember that Karim? I think you miss that a lot more~" I mock him. I took two steps back and watch him curl up in pain. Suddenly I hear small feet patter and Momo runs down to us, barking at Karim. Wait, Momo!?

 I hear the door swing open and see Hitoshi with my hoodie in his hand, he was panting, his face looked relieved once he saw me, "Where the (___) were you, and why is Momo even here-" he stops and looks at Karim in pain on the ground, he looks at me, and starts cursing at the guy in Japanese and ran over and started to kick him as Momo began biting at Karim. "Hitoshi!" he rarely curses unless he's really upset. 

He grabs Karim by the collar of his jacket, speaking in colorful Japanese. He looks at me, while keeping a firm grip on Karim, "What'd he do to you?!?!" "Nothing!" "Watashi ni uso o tsukanaide kudasai! You have bruises on your stomach!" he stops in the middle of his sentence and slowly looks back at Karim, as Momo continued barking at Karim. "Erm, H-Hitoshi?" I ask a bit worried by his sudden silence. 

He shoved a hand in his pocket and threw me his keys. "Get in the car and don't get out until you see me, got it?" I left with no hesitation, and hurried to his car and used the keys to get in on the passenger side. I made sure to lock the door, after that I brought my knees to my chest and sat there in silence. I was scared, but now I just feel so tired. The music I once heard before from inside the club, I can hear it like I'm in the place. 

But I'm in Hitoshi's car, where is this ringing coming from? It's so loud! My heart is beating so fast.  I let the seat back and rest on my side curled up, facing the window, feeling as if there was a darkness ready to consume me with its sharp inky black thorns, ready to choke and rip me apart. Everything came to a sudden stop when I hear Hitoshi fiddle with the door and get in with a spare key. Momo hops into the back seat. He just closes the door in silence. I had already put his key in the cupholder. It was nothing but silence, beside him rustling around and unzipping his book bag that had a pair of PJs in it and he started changing. I part my lips a little so the words could flow out, "Is he alright?" 

"He got the beating of two life times, that's what. What did that perv do to you?!" "He....I don't wanna talk about it! You're gonna get mad again and get out of the car and maybe break his arm!"

 "Already did that."

 "Hitoshi!" I look at him. "I don't care if the guy is dead, he put his hands on you and he went too far with that alone!" he says, still angry.

 "I promised your dad I would keep you safe, if it wasn't for my dumb dad calling, I- This is all my fault!" he yells through tears, slamming his fist on the car horn, making the car blow its horn a little. "No it's not!" 

"It is!"

 "I said it's not!" I yell back, reaching over and grip his shoulder. "....I just froze a little that's all, that's how come I was dragged with him I guess. I should've just did something about it before then I guess. I-I don't know what's wrong with me tonight, I'm just feeling a little off. I really am sorry you had to go through that" 

"Don't apologize for that prick. He got what he deserved." he huffs, eventually looking over at me still worried about what happened. Momo peeps her head between us, Hitoshi takes a dog treat out and feeds it to Momo. We spent the rest of the time at a drive thru for something to eat and went over to my place.

—-Flashback lol—-

We was out in the field at my house, Hitoshi was more scared of the animals than I was though. I was petting one of the horses, her name is Veloce- Italian for fast. She's a Black Stallion, she grew up with me. The only thing at the moment that separates us is a fence, Hitoshi was far behind me, with his arms crossed.

"Come on Hitoshi, she's a really nice girl!" "The last time you said that, a chicken chased me and tried pecking me" "You scared him that's why" I laugh.

 "I'm not holding a chicken ever again, and I'm definitely staying away from a horse! You know one almost trampled me as a kid ya know!" 

"Everyone deserves second chances bellisimo" "Stop callin' me that! I'm not touching it!"

 "Her." 

"Well her!"

 "Please? Give her this." I hold out an apple, but I feel Veloce grab it outta my hand and eat it. "See?" "Just once so you'll shut up" he sighs, and walks over to us. I gave him an apple and hold his hand in assurance. Veloce looks at him curiously, as Hitoshi shakily holds the apple up to her. She nuzzles her nose against Hitoshi's cheek and then eats the apple.

 A small smile unconsciously settles on my lips seeing Hitoshi laugh, "Do you wanna ride her?" I ask. He looks at me, "You know how to ride a horse?!"  I open the fence and bring Veloce out, she already had her saddle and reins on so I climb on and help Hitoshi on as he chuckled nervously.

 "Y-You're really serious about this man?" "Are you scared?" "No! I just never rode a horse before, let alone get on one" 

"We can start out slow then. Just hang on, scaredy cat"

He got mad at me because we went really fast. I enjoyed it.

Flash back end lOl

We got home by 10:30, I'm just really tired. My mom and dad was asleep, I see Germany curled up on the stairs, noticing our faces so she kept quiet as we went up. She had met Momo already, Momo joins her, trying to wake her up, but decides to rest along with her. Hitoshi was already in his t-shirt and shorts, I had went to the bathroom to change and tend to my bruises. They're just on my lower stomach, which mean's I'll have to cover them up I won't be able to show my abs for about a week. Now I'm even more disappointed. I almost stumble, what's wrong with me? I feel so cold all of a sudden. I slip on my shirt over my pants and took down my hair. 

The men in my family all seem to have long hair. My grandpa from my mom's side has long hair, my uncle has long hair, my grandpa from my dad's side had long hair but then cut it short, my dad has long hair and now here I am with hair down to my shoulders, then I get confused for him until one look at my stature just tells the difference. Don't get me started on the girls and women, my mom is just about the only one who kept her hair short until now, she just has it pulled up.

 I'm the shortest, I'm not big and tall and muscle-y like my dad....or both of my grandfathers. I don't know how many people can say their grandpa goes to the gym and looks almost 10-20 years younger. 

 I walked out and almost ran into my dad, "Looks like someone's home already, your friend is in your room I assume?" "Sì" I say sleepily, "You had fun?" "It was okay" "You're sure about that?" "Yeah" "Enough to get bruises?" I look at him. "I won't tell, just make sure your mother doesn't see them. Spero solo che tu sappia cosa stavi facendo" "Dad!" I harshly whisper, and he laughs. "Go to bed, you look tired, buonanotte" "Buonanotte" I yawn, with a faint blush on my cheeks.

I went to my room, I see Hitoshi knocked out on my bed already, so I just closed the door easy. I quietly walked over to my bed and slip in, why does it gotta be so cold? I guess I'll warm up under the covers then. It's so quiet.

 I curl up a little, realizing I forgot my socks. Great, I don't even feel like getting up again, it's too cold. Despite being tired, I couldn't sleep from the painful-but tolerable pain from my stomach and side, to the thoughts that kept me from being able to go to sleep. I slowly sit up and look at Hitoshi, his hand catches my eyes. I notice he had hurt his hand, I held it up and saw he had bruised his knuckles.

 Now I feel ever worse, his hand grabs my wrist a little but lets go, it's a reflex his hand does sometimes while he's sleeping. He never really told me how he grew up but Hitoshi seems to really enjoy himself when he's here or around me, he didn't talk about his parents much, or his brother. I just brought my hand back to me and just sat there, thinking in the cold silence, hearing Hitoshi's calm breathing. I can't take it anymore, my throat tightened up as I sobbed in my hands. I just now notice that his arms are out. 

They're bandaged almost up to his shoulder now. They used to be at just his wrists, then up to his elbows and now more. He never really liked for me to stare at his arms. I took advantage of the opportunity to stare at the bandages, curious of what's there to be hiding under them. Is it a good idea to take a peek? He's always been sensitive about his arms despite them being jacked. 

 I could've easily brought Karim down but I didn't. I didn't want to hurt him and that's what became my downfall. I don't think this is a good idea now, what if he literally body slams me in his sleep? He has some strong reflexes. I slowly brought my hand over to his arm, grazing my fingers across his defined muscles, and reach for where the bandages end at his wrist. I gently lift the bandage up a little but my hand gets caught in his grasp startling me a little. I shouldn't have done that. "What're you doing?" he mumbles out, with his eyes still closed. 

"Nothing." I yawn, now a little embarrassed. 

"Are you sure?" I nod at first but then answered, "I'm sure. Fine I was trying to see your arm." "Why." "Because you always have them bandaged up. Are you that clumsy?" I raise a brow. "Yes I am" he mumbles and slowly goes back to sleep not long after he said that.

 I laid down and curled up, feeling a lot weaker this time. I sniff and try to sleep. The sudden warmth from his body sent chills down my spine and gave me goosebumps, as the freezing cold melted away from my body. "I'm right here, Antonio" I hear Hitoshi mumble. 

His arm stretches over my waist, I turn around to face him and look at him looking back at me sleepily. I'd never thought a guy like Hitoshi would be in to this kind of thing. Makes me wonder would I feel jealous if he had a girlfriend. He pulls me closer to him. Why do I keep thinking like this? I just stop thinking and relax into his chest. Man this seems so gay right now, but does it seem that way because society sees it like that? Or maybe because I have no socks on?

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🍄Fun fact: Hitoshi has a reflex with his hands which he can grab something fast- mainly when he feels threatened or is tense, similar to how a scorpion uses its stinger.....cause he's a scorpio. haha, BOOYAH! I'm not 12 I promise.

🍄Fun fact: Momo is Japanese for 'peach'

imma head out lol.

its okay to cuddle your best friend. consent first, of course.