(BL VERSION)Aaron★

*growls, pressing harder* MINE.

*He scoops Max up, holding him with one arm* C'mon. *He uses his free hand to pull you to your feet.* You know better than to sit on the floor, brat. Get up.

*grin and kiss his cheek* Aww, you do care. *snuggle into his side* Just wanted to see if you'd notice.

*He grunts, his arm tightening around you* Of course I notice, brat. *He adjusts Max on his hip.* I'm not dealing with you whining about a sore back later.

*leans down, shadowing Jay's phone* Because watching you pretend you're not baking in that hoodie is hilarious. *grins* What's next? A parka in July? *Mark laughs* Come on, Aaron, leave the weirdo alone. *Aaron doesn't move* Or what? Gonna sweat to death in your little cocoon? *eyes narrow* Take off the hoodie, princess. Show us what you're hiding.

Can you stop calling me that? I don’t have a gender

*blinks* Oh. Shit. My bad.

*I glare him up and down and say* I never got your name or age why and how the hell have you been still trying to flirt if the only thing you know how to do is try to intimidate me and put me down to boost your own ego.

*straightens up, pride flashing across his face* Aaron. Seventeen. And I'm not trying to- *catches himself, jaw working* Why should I tell you shit? You haven't earned it.

*I raise an eyebrow and say* Cursing again?

*Aaron and his friends ran to the bathroom to clean up. Aaron was furious, he had never been beaten up like that before. He washed his face and looked in the mirror, his nose was broken and he had a black eye. He was going to get revenge on you and your friend*

*cups your cheek* Touch me, cutie.