"It" Can't Be Helped (Revised) | ✔️ | Blue Exorcist

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"Woah, hang on, wait." He cut me off, disbelief on his face. "You've never seen Star Wars? Do you live under a rock?"

I shrugged my shoulders, not understanding what the big deal was. "No...? I just never got around to it, I guess. Besides, those movies are so old now. The CGI is probably laughable." I chuckled to myself, thinking of just how cringey the special effects might be. Not to mention, the alternate universe and space travel wasn't really my thing.

He looked offended, like I had the audacity to say something so ridiculous. "No way, that settles it. One of these days, I'm dragging you over to my dorm and forcing you to watch the whole series." He gave me a smirk, "you can kick and scream all you want, but there's no way I'm letting you stay this uncultured." Jokes on him, I'm the son of Satan; most would say I would forever remain uncultured. I scoffed, but didn't refuse his offer. It may not be my preferred genre, but hanging out with others was something I haven't really done. It felt nice to be invited over to just hang out. A bit of warmth blossomed inside of me as I thought about it. Did this make Bon and I friends? I almost laughed at the thought. I was overthinking things, he just wanted to share his interests.

Several groups of people had walked by us as we conversed. However a few kids walked out of the library and stopped nearby. I glanced at them, seeing that they were staring at me. Shit, they were from the academy. Bon noticed them as well and spoke up. "Wanna take a picture?" A few of the kids had the decency to look embarrassed and started pulling the others away. However, one of the teens didn't take kindly to the remark. He took a step forward, and I assessed him. He seemed scrawny, but with the way he held himself, I wouldn't doubt he shouldn't be underestimated. He was average height, yet I knew from experience that didn't mean anything. However, his jutted chin, piercing gaze, and stiff shoulders told me all I needed to know about his temper. His black hair and brown eyes were fairly uninteresting. Maybe that's why he chose to wear a gray beanie and glasses without lenses. Unassuming but dangerous.

"Hey, Okumura. Is it true you tore up your arms because Moriyama-san rejected you?

My eyes widened and I gasped, choking on the air as it tore into my throat. Bon stood up and stalked over to the group, sticking up for me while I composed myself. "No, he didn't. And even if he did, why is it any of your business? It's not like you care or anything. What, would you just mock him?" He scoffed, "laughing about someone's self harm is just as fucked up as the self harming."

I cleared my throat and joined the group, giving a few glares to the other teens. Most of them looked apologetic, but the asshole that had spoken before didn't seem to waver. He shot daggers at Bon. "And who the hell are you? What makes you think you can just make assumptions about me, huh? What, did I offend your little boyfriend?" He spit, and I mean literally spit, at Bon. His saliva landing on his shoe. "Fucking faggots."

My anger surged and I jumped forward, grabbing the mouthy little brat by his hoodie and bringing his face inches away from my own. I seemed to have caught him by surprise, because a small squeak came from his mouth. Even thought he was an inch or two taller than me, I would still be able to handle myself if it came to a fight. "What the hell is your problem, asshole? How insensitive can you be? Not only did you try to bully someone who potentially has mental issues, but now you're homophobic?" I scoffed and my fists tightened on his clothes, "and you said he was making assumptions? Get a fucking grip."

At that moment, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I took that as my cue to let go of the kid. I may be pissed, but I didn't want to cause more of a fuss than necessary. I turned, half expecting to see Bon grabbing my shoulder, but it was Yukio instead. He gave me fleeting, guarded look before stepping forward, his eyes centering on the group. "Let's all calm down, There's no need to get physical. We can all go our separate-" Abruptly, the asshole shoved Yukio, catching him by surprise. He lost his balance and landed on his ass.