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-bullying -harrasment
Law school is stressful. Taking a test every week, a project every other day. And a fucking dress code. Apparently, lawyers cant wear pajama pants or hoodies, or even slippers. You must look proper, at all times that includes not having your afro out. The school claimed it was distracting and some students complained. But you just think they a tad racist.
You huffed and rolled out the bed, Shoyo slept peacefully next to you. Since he just went to get his undergrad degree in sports health science he was already in the leauge and made his first mil last year. Bro bought you an endless amount of thongs, maid dresses, a butler's suit, and even sexy versions of his uniform. The worst part is his mom mangoes his money, and does his credit or tax work. She was all those purchases…..
You haven't even gotten to meet her yet.
Still, his life seemed much less stressful than yours, he didn't have to get up til´ 9. Yet he is the ¨bestest boyfriend ever¨, his words so he drives you to breakfast and your campus every morning.
You yawned before standing. Shivering as the cold air of your bedroom hit your exposed legs. After washing your face and brushing your teeth you went to the dresser to pick out an outfit, ensuring it was proper enough.
Dressed and pampered you sat at the vanity in front of your bed, peeking at your man from the mirror, to which he was staring right back, hair all standing up, drool dried on his face, and eye booger galore.
¨Ah, damn. Don't just be staring like that¨ you shook your head at him and opened the drawer to start your makeup. Shoyo scooted off the bed and made his way ttowardyou. He bent down and puckered his lips but was met with your hand instead of those luscious lips.
¨Brush¨ you demanded while failing to glue on your lashes, Shoyo huffed and looked down at you, ¨I should take you to get them done¨ his voice was rough, and he pointed at the lash in your fingertips. You hummed and scooted closer to the mirror.
¨Cmere¨ Shoyo stood behind you, putting his hand around your throat, your eyes widen and you stiffened in the fluffy stool, he softly forced you to look up at him, and he smiled, licking his lips. He bent down and tried to kiss you again-
¨SHO! Y/N!, Im gonna be late!¨ Natsu bursts through the door, she ignored your position, since she's lived with you two, she has walked into really questionable things. She's unfazed and a bit traumatized.
Shoyo gave her an unimpressed look before heading to the bathroom, you went back to the stupid lash. Natsu bounced her way to you, the girl has grown so much, being a legal adult now and taller than you now. She pulled out the extra chair under the vanity and sat.
Natsu never wore makeup, being more of a tomboy than anything. Ẅich is why you were confused why she was watching yu so intensely, the same way 113-year-oldher watched her big bro and his team play volleyball.
¨Y/n?¨
¨Yeah?¨
¨Can you do my makeup?¨ Natsu was far from shy, the brat was gonna speak her mind, she was cocky and skill to back her up. She always spoke with her chest, which is why that soft and scared voice she used worried you.
¨Why? Sudden interest in it¨ You asked with caution, no way she was being bullied, she was a goddess without makeup, and no girls are brave enough. But boys are.
¨These guys that hang around the school gym. They keep calling me a you know the slur for transgender people. And yesterday, one of them blocked the locker room, telling me I'm supposed to use the men. That's why I came home all stinky.¨
Natsu had her head down, you were fully turned and about to cup her face but a hand beat you to it, Shoyo picked her head up, and when she saw her brother, Natsu's eyes widen before they started t water. ¨Did you tell any teachers or adults?¨ His morning voice was still in the act.
Natsu shook her head ´yes´, you scooted closer to her, putting your hands on her thighs. ¨Did they do anything?¨ Natsu obviously didn't feel comfortable telling Shoyo everything, seeing as his first instinct was to go in hitting everyone.
¨No. BUT YOU CANT DO ANY- you ccan'thurt them their high school students.¨ Natsus speech fell on deaf ears cause Shoyo already let go of her chin and stood next to you, hands in his pockets.
¨They 3rd years too? What's their names?¨
Natsu didn't answer. Which seemed to get Shoyo upset.
He took a step forward but you put a hand to his chest and smiled at both redheads. ¨Sho. Let me talk to Natsu, yeah?¨ you pushed against him a little, and he compiled and backed away.
¨Whatever.¨
You let Natsu cry on you for a minute before she started to speak again. You decided you'd have to miss school that day cause you and Shoyo decided to go down to her school.
