Bane [18+] ✔︎

|5|𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓵𝔂 𝓭𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓸

His fingers brush over my back as he moves my hair away to the side. Bane and I had been laying in bed, tangled in each others limbs for how long, I don't know. We spoke and spoke and spoke. We joked, we talked about the most random stuff and he even asked me what I like in bed.

I blushed thinking about some of the things I admitted to him. Just then I felt his big calloused fingers draw slow circles on my back precisely where my tattoo was.

"Shit," I hear him say causing me to turn to around to face him.

"What?"

"I just realised something," he whispers to me as he uses his finger to brush a curl of hair from my face.

"What did you realise?" I whisper back.

"Your tattoo on your back."

"The lion? What about it?" He smiles softly at me. He sits up before turning to me to show me his calf. On there was inked a beautiful lion looking powefully at the world. My heart thundered.

The reason why I had gotten my lion tattoo was because of Bane. I'd like to think I only got it because of the symbolism behind it but it was also a permanent reminder of Bane.

When we were younger, I was the quiet kid that always got bullied. At first I kept it to myself even though I knew Tristan and Bane would stand up for me if they did know but I was already a pariah to my peers and always asking my brother and his friend to save the day would have just been the cherry on top of a terrible school life.

But the thing with having an older brother and his over protective best friend meant them always finding out things. Always. The both of them began asking about why I never had friends in school. They always had their suspicions but I never told them anything until one day the truth came out in a terrible way.

Chad Heron and Julia May were the biggest bullies and also the power couple. Yeah we were 8 at the time but kids never surprise me. Chad and Julia made it their duty to terrorise everyone but especially me. One day I was sitting under a tree near the school playground, blank notebook and a pencil in hand as I doodled away.

I was shit at drawing back then but I tried because it was fun. I don't know why but I'd been attempting to draw a lion the whole week. It wasn't great but it was getting better with each try. As usual I was alone but I had started to enjoy being in my own mind so I could draw.

Two shadows appeared out of nowhere. Looking up I wasn't surprised to see Chad and Julia standing in front of me scowls on their faces. I remember dread washing over me with the thought of what were they going to do today. They never got violent but words hurt more than fists. I always tried to convince myself that their words stopped hurting but that was wrong.

Chad had reached forward snatching my notepad from my hands. I remember getting up and telling him to give it back but he didn't budge. Julia then stepped forward and pushed me back, like I said they never ever got violent at least until that day.