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Zanka was different, or as everyone at school said, an "emo," so being harassed was normal for him. Being constantly insulted as a Satanist and who knows what else was everyday life; he was used to it, his family in general was used to it: Enjin, his adoptive father, was more punk, Riyo was in her own world with a style that could be described as a mix of MSI and Nirvana, and Rudo simply wore whatever he found in the trash and patched it together.
But the kind of harassment he was currently experiencing was new.
That annoying bastard Jabber, a golden star of a human, athletic and smart, one of those annoyingly gifted kids.
He was following him through the school hallways.
"Zanzannnnn, please give me your number already!"
Jabber was whining like a baby, which annoyed Zanka even more. He had everything Zanka wanted and was whining over a number?!
Pathetic! Embarrassing!
"You're not getting my fucking number, you son of a bitch!"
Zanka put on his headphones and ran away.
But before he could turn on his music, they were ripped off.
"Please, Zanka, just give me one chance, please!"
Zanka growled as he turned to Jabber. As always when he looked at the guy, he let his eyes briefly scan him, something he hated.
His light brown skin, covered in gold piercings almost identical to Zanka's own, was only faintly visible through the thin fabric of Jabber's shirt. His handsome face, also covered in gold, with prominent cheekbones and those sharp magenta eyes that always took his breath away, was striking.
Which, of course, annoyed Zanka even more.
Zanka pulled a piece of gum from his pocket, unwrapped it, popped it into his mouth, and wrote his number on the wrapper with eyeliner.
He didn't care if it was legible; it just had to be enough to get rid of the bastard.
"Here you go, you bastard."
He threw the gum wrapper at Jabber, then snatched his headphones from his hand and managed to make a run for it.
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Jabber: HEYYYYYY
Jabber: HELLO
Jabber: ZANKAAA DON'T YOU GHOST ME!!!!!!
Jabber was frustrated; after two months, he'd finally managed to get Zanka's number, even if it was barely legible.
He carefully smoothed the gum wrapper and placed it on his shelf with all of Zanka's other treasures.
Ever since the boy had captured his attention, Jabber was obsessed. He even got a few piercings, initially to impress Zanka, but he enjoyed the pain and had more done.
Once he was satisfied with himself, he started asking Zanka for his number, but that didn't do much good when Zanka didn't answer.
He decided to call.
And sure enough, after a few rings, he answered.
"OMG ZANKAAAAA!"
To Jabber's disappointment, it wasn't Zanka's voice, but another man's.
"Hello, who are you?"
The unknown voice made Jabber's blood pressure rise.
"Jabber, who are you?"
"Ahhhh Jabber, yes, my son has already told me about you."
Jabber's blood ran cold; he already had a bad impression on Zanka's father.
"Zanka talked about me?"
Jabber tried to remain as calm as possible.
"Nope, sorry kid. My other son, Zanka's younger brother, Rudo, says you're a weirdo who never leaves Zanka alone."
Jabber felt anger rising within him. That bastard had badmouthed him to his future father-in-law.
"But don't let it go. Zanka doesn't have any friends, and someone who keeps bothering him might get through to him. The little guy can't just be friends with his siblings forever."
Jabber couldn't describe how relieved he was. Now he just had to figure out who he needed to make a good impression on.
"Zanka has siblings?"
Jabber was confused; he'd only ever seen Zanka's strikingly beautiful face with its distinctive features on him.
Zanka's father laughed.
"There are four of us. Riyo and Rudo are both younger, and I'm Enjin, his father. We're a blended family, so you never really notice that we’re a household. But please keep pestering my son; he needs friends."
Jabber smiled. He'd just made a good impression on Zanka's father.
"Okay, kid, gotta go. Bye."
„Bye sir it was a pleasure“
The call ended. Jabber sighed loudly. Those were the best and worst five minutes of his life. He sighed again.
"Oh, Zanka."
He went to his bookshelf, took out his yearbook, and looked up the names that had just been mentioned to make sure he made a good impression on these people. If Zanka's family liked him, Zanka wouldn't have a choice.
Jabber smiled. He'd just made a good impression on Zanka's father. He first found Zanka's sister, Riyo.
Riyo was a thin girl with long red hair, piercings similar to Zanka's, and heavy eyeliner.
His brother, Rudo, was what he would call a rat, a small boy with white hair and black ends, and a creepy, wannabe scary look. He had no piercings, but he also looked relatively young.
His last stop was Zanka's picture. A face he had looked at many times before. A pale, sharp face with tired blue eyes accentuated by eyeliner, interesting eyebrows, and his favorite part: his piercings. He had a silver septum piercing with matching snakebites, an eyebrow piercing, and another one in his nostril.
The snakebites were Jabber's favorite. He imagined kissing Zanka's full lips and the snakebites tearing his own lips open.
Jabber was a masochist, that was beyond question, but combining pleasure with pain was a fantasy he'd been playing out in his head for months. He grinned and liked i his lips imagining Zanka against himself.
He reached into his pants.
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"NOOOOO!"
Zanka couldn't believe what Enjin had just said. He'd told Jabber to continue to bother him.
Enjin just shook his head.
"You need friends, kid, and soon! Social Services will put you in a clinic because they think you're depressed."
Zanka knew that was true. But it had to be Jabber, that crazy guy who wouldn't leave him alone, that incredibly handsome bastard?!
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Zanka was walking through the hallways when a voice echoed in his ears
"ZANKAAAAA"
He froze,
not him again
Zanka stiffened even more as Jabber's toned arm wrapped around him
"Your dad's really cool"
Zanka was pissed off
"Now I just have to convince you"
Zanka was even more pissed off
"Shut up, you jerk! Just because my dad likes you doesn't mean I do!"
Jabber tried to look disappointed but failed
"You'll like me“
Jabber grinned
Zanka clenched his fists
Grinding his teeth
"Oh, and why should I?!"
Before he could even finish the thought, let alone his sentence, Jabber pulled him into an empty classroom.
He found himself pressed against a wall, Jabber standing before him like a brick wall.
He stiffened as he felt Jabbers breath on his neck. He wanted to move, but something inside him made him stay still.
"You won't like me, you're right baby~.You'll love me."
Jabber breathed a kiss onto Zanka's lips
He then moved away from Zanka walking out of the door leaving Zanka alone in the classroom.
Zanka just stood there stunned and kinda…disappointed ?