Want to be mine? (BxB)

Chapter 1

Bryan woke up at 6:50 Friday morning, thanks to his loud alarm that signaled his chance to sleep has come to an end.

He got out of bed and immediately sat back down. His sight was interrupted by a bunch of black dots, and the headache that was beginning to form didn't help.

A few moments later, he regained the strength to stand up fully, and he walked to the bathroom.

In 10 minutes, Bryan was heading down the stairs in a red and black flannel that covered most of his black shirt that had a graphic design on it, blue jeans, and barely white high tops. His older brother, Jeremy was already putting away a bowl into the dishwasher, and didn't even spare Bryan a glance as he pushed past him, grabbed his backpack from a chair, and walked out the door, mumbling a "Hurry up."

Jeremy was 18 years old, a few inches taller than Bryan, and much stronger built than his own skinny, weak limbs. He was on the Football team- the captain, actually. Bryan practically never worked out. He tried, but he couldn't consistently keep going for more than 20 minutes.

He looked out the living room window and saw only Jeremey's truck, telling him that his mom already left for work. Walking back to the kitchen, he grabbed a banana and a water bottle from the fridge, grabbed his own backpack, and headed out the door.

*

In the car, Jeremy turned the radio on low as usual, and backed out of the driveway. By the time they saw the back of the school, Jeremy turned his head slightly towards Bryan, his eyes still on the road.

"Oh, before I forget, a couple of the guys from the team are coming over, just a warning." Their mother didn't mind when they had people over- partly because she wasn't home enough to notice- but Jeremy knew he wasn't exactly a 'people person'.

"Okay. Thanks." He replied. Jeremy pulled into his usual spot, and the both two of them got out of the car and went their separate ways.

*

Bryan's classes were pretty laid back, and he didn't have as much homework this year, which- as much as it betrayed his 'nerd' title- he was glad for.

His plans for this afternoon were to watch Netflix and eat junk food until he got tired. As you can tell, Bryan is a very busy guy.

He had to stay behind a few minutes in his last class because he was waiting for a book his teacher was holding for him. He tried to put the book into his bag, but it didn't fit, so he instead took out his binder, more keen to the idea of having something he doesn't own be safe.

On the way out of the classroom, Bryan bumped into a tall figure. He immediately bent down when his binder fell out of his hands, and the pencil bag with the broke zipper inside it -that he had been meaning to fix- fell open, resulting in a dozen pens rolling out onto the deserted hallway. Well kind of deserted hallway.

He looked up and saw a tall- like tall- dark-skinned boy with shiny brown eyes watching him. He was wearing a pale green button down, blue jeans a shade or two lighter than his own, black Vans, and a silver chain around his neck, that he couldn't seem to take his eyes off of. Bryan has seen him around and gist that he was popular, but even then doesn't even know his name.

"Need help?" He asked, voice softer than Bryan expected. He watched him as he crouched down and reached for three plain black ones. Oh my god his hands. He only had one thought when he saw them, but quickly shoved it to the back of his head. His hands were definitely larger than Bryan's. The stranger was wearing several silver rings, some with designs, some not.

Bryan brought his head up, and right in front of him was the stranger's eyes, staring right into his own. He felt his mouth dry, and licked his lips quickly, before looking back down and grabbing the pens from the strangers hand.