(IM SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED. IM WORKING ON A MITCH KRAMER ONESHOT BOOK SO..)
Tw: Mention of blood.
I was walking through the hall on my way out of school. I came to a stop when I heard the sounds of laughter and what seemed to be..crying?
I followed the noise. "Poor little Griffy, gonna cry? No wonder you can't stand up for yourself. Pathetic little baby!" One of the kids scolded.
"What the fuck dude!" I shouted, walking up to them. The boy who was getting shouted at by others was now on the floor, up against a locker.
"Move." I shoved past the boys that had been crowding Griffin. I held out my hand which he took, smiling.
"You alright?" I asked. He nodded in response. I turned around to look at the group of boys.
"Fuck is your problem?" I asked the three. "Nothing. What's your problem? Got a thing for the quiet kid?" All the boys laughed but Griffin.
I sighed and went to turn around, and as soon as I did I turned right back around, punching the boy right in his nose.
He fell back with a yelp, his friends kneeling down to help him.
"Not so fucking funny now is it, hm?" I growled. He shook his head, terrified. "Didn't think so."
I turned around and took Griffin's hand in mine and quickly left the school. The walk to my house wasn't long.
We walked inside and I threw my bookbag on the couch. He hopped up on the counter, already knowing what was gonna happen.
He got beat up nearly every day, so I always helped him after school. I grabbed the first aid kit and stood between his legs.
There were a few little cuts on his face, nothing too bad. His nose was starting to bleed though.
I took a rag and poured some rubbing alcohol on it. I gently dabbed it on the open cuts as he winced.
"Sorry Griff. You gotta learn to stand up for yourself." I said. I put down the rag and looked at him.
"How about.. We talk about how you feel?" I suggested.
He nodded and we walked over to my couch and sat down. "Go ahead." I said, hinting at him to speak.
"W-Well, I hate the way they treat me. They treat me as if I-I'm not a person, but some sort of monster. An ugly, quiet, weird monster. And I hate it! But there's also this girl, and she's really cool. I wanna learn how to stand up for myself, so I can make her think I'm cool!" He opened up.
"Griffin, you are cool. Who cares about what those bullies, or even that girl thinks? If she can't see you for who you really are, she doesn't deserve you. And those stupid ass bullies are just kids who take their anger out on others." I explained.
"Y-You think I'm cool..?" He asked. "Of course!" I exclaimed. I hopped onto the counter next to him.
"Y/n. What do you see me as..?" He asked, looking down into his lap.
"Oh, uh. Why don't we say it together? 3, 2, 1." I said.
"My crush."
"M-my crush."
We looked at eachother and shared a shocked look. "You like me?" I asked surprised.
He nodded, still looking down. "Griffin, look at me." I spoke. He looked at me and I pulled him into a kiss.
It took him a moment but he soon kissed back. It was a short and sweet kiss.
We pulled away after a minute and smiled at each other. "Will you be my girlfriend..?" He asked. I nodded quickly, smiling as I pulled him into a hug.
(OKAY, SO I'M SORRY I HAVENT BEEN UPDATING BUT WHAT DO YALL WANNA SEE NEXT???)
Cheerleader Y/n x Billy
Sick day (Y/n is dating Robin and she's sick so he comes over and spends the day with her.)
Sunset (Y/n x Finney)
Skateboard lessons (Y/n x Vance)
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Fanfiction(Contains: Cussing, mentions of blood, bullying, kidnapping.) Oneshots of: Robin, Vance, Bruce, Billy, Finney, and maybe Gwen not to sure about her. If you have requests, don't request smut. these are children thats disgusting. request: ✓Open.
