The wind blows through Brett's hair as he and Aiden drive down the country road towards his home. Last night Aiden had asked Brett to come with him when he visited his home, and of course he had said yes.
"Turn here." Aiden points to a rocky road on the left, colorful fields cover the landscape around them as he now turns down the road.
The not so strong smell of flowers and sea air fill the expensive vehicle, Brett looks over and smiles seeing Aiden smile with his eyes closed, the wind blowing in his hair. Not long after, they pull up to the small quaint house, many different flowers line the home.
"Ah, home sweet home." Aiden sighs and looks up at the house, his hand on the door handle. "Ready?"
Brett nods and the two exit the vehicle, their feet hitting the soft grass. Aiden smiles as they walk up to the house, with his hand on the knob, he turns and looks at Brett with a worried and nervous expression.
"So um...I may have not told my Aunt that you were coming." Brett raises his eyebrows at this.
"She doesn't know you're bringing a friend?"
"Oh no she does, it's just...she doesn't know it's you." Aiden looks down as he digs the toe of his shoe into the wood porch.
"Oh-"
"I-it's because the last time she heard your name, was when I was in the nurses office." He glances up quickly at him, worry in his tone.
"And so that means-"
"She thinks you're a douche...." Aiden finishes for him.
Brett nods slowly, looking down at the ground, his hands going into his denim jean pockets.
"But hey-" Aiden walks up and puts a hand on the taller's cheek. "We can change that, right?"
Brett felt his heart swarm and butterflies fill his stomach as he stares into the smiling eyes of the shorter male, he leans forward and kisses him, his hand pulling him closer by the waist.
"Yeah." He leans back down, the sound of some one clearing their throat pulls the two apart.
"If you two don't mind, I would like to get into my house." A woman holding a pot stands at the end of the porch steps, a small smirk on her lips.
"A-aunt Becky, how a-are you?" Aiden backs away from Brett, making the taller frown slightly.
"Oh I'm good, just a normal day ya know, catching my nephew snogging on my front porch with some boy I don't know." She smirks, giving the boy a wink.
"S-snogging!?" Aiden asks, his face grows flushed and turns a deep scarlet. "Aunt Becky, we aren't at Hogwarts!"
Her smirk grows as she ignores his response. "Now, who is this Aiden?"
She sets the pot down and he clears his throat, glancing over at Brett and grabbing his hand who in return gives it a quick squeeze.
"T-this is my boyfriend-" Brett looks over at him with wide eyes, a great grin on his face. "A-and his name is Brett Adams."
The look of shock on his Aunts face was so surreal, her eyes instantly fill with rage as she looks at Brett.
"I'm sorry sweat heart, but I thought I heard you say Brett Adams." Her voice filled with venom.
"Aunt Becky, I-I did say Brett Adams." Brett squeezes his hand and giving him a small smile.
"He is not staying here." She walks up the steps and opens the door.
"Aunt Becky-" Brett puts a hand on the smaller's shoulder, drawing a glare from her, he looks into Aiden's eyes and smiles.
"Miss, I know I can't erase what I did in the past, but.... me and Aiden have strong feelings for each other, and for some reason I can't let him go. I can't tell you what drew me to him, because even I don't know, but what I do know is that I want to be the reason why he smiles, and be there when he cries. So miss, please, let me date your nephew." Brett finally looks up at her, leaving Aiden shocked, his mouth gaped at the taller's words.
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Flower Boy
FanfictionRich brats flood the hallways of Prince Hall, a school meant for those that get fed with a golden spoon. However, among all the rich kids, there's Aiden Bishop, a self reserved petite boy who is far from being rich. Instead of partying and getting d...