The Icy Alpha's Bad Boy Shawty (Crack fic)

Chapter 2 - Childhood malewife

Hope's POV

It was the weekend, thank god. That little gay rat almost threw me into the trash had Rin not save me.

Rin...

My cheeks heated.

I flashed back to it.

"Oh my stars, Hope, you okay?" came a voice. Actually, this voice wasn't Rin's. I turned to see a familiar face.

Brown hair with blonde highlights, olive green eyes, and warm golden skin.

Valentino, my 'friend' since childhood.

"Yeah I'm fine. I thought I told you to stop talking to me like that."

"Oh haha, sorry," He looked down dejectedly, smiling a bit before brightly looking back up. "But hey! I can't believe you're going to Darkville High too. I haven't seen you all day. How has it been?"

I ignored what he was going to say and looked past him down the hall. Rin was restraining the feral pink man with his strong and lean arms.

"Chill out," whined the tiny chihuahua that was Julian. He pedalled the air. "I wasn't even going for you, alpha male–"

Whatever he said was cut off when Rin glanced up at me. Our eyes met and I felt electricity travel down my spine. The distant war cries which probably belonged to Julian became white noise as I got tunnel vision from those icy eyes.

"Uh, Hope? Hello?" Valentino's voice jerked me back. He tilted his head at me, blocking Rin from my view. "What's up?"

"Look, I'm tired. I'll catch up with you later."

"Oh, of course. See ya then!"

As I turned and started walking out the door, I heard heavy footsteps behind me. I sighed, "Valentino, not right n–"

"Hey," came Rin's deep voice. I froze on the spot as my stomach dropped before being replaced by butterflies.

Screw butterflies. All flowery and sweet and shit. So not my style.

He continued. "You're okay right?"

"Yeah," I released a quick laugh. "I didn't get thrown into a trash can...but I can protect myself so you won't need to do that again." I rolled my eyes.

He huffed. His deep and husky voice sounded too close for comfort.
"Yeah?" he breathed. "You look pretty delicate to me, Witchetty Grub."

(Author note: "it's not food for witches, it's an Aussie food that comes from the Indigenous Australians — and it's the larva of a moth — a moth that feeds on the Witchetty bush. It's a super protein-packed treat that can be eaten raw or cooked. It takes on a sort of almond-y or chicken taste, depending on how it is eaten."
-Soyummy.com)