Boys Will Be Boys (BXB GAY ONESHOTS)

Now You Want Me Pt. 1

Ship: VonDurk
Plot: In which Durk denies his mate thus Von runs away. Ten years later Von returns.
Genre: Angst and Romance
Words: 10,068
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Durk sat down at his in home studio. It was around two in the afternoon on a Sunday meaning, the studio he normally frequented wasn't open. Hence way he even bothered creating his own. His fingers drummed lazily on the table as he scratch his bare cheek. His lidded eyes watched the bright screen on the laptop and soon he croaked out a yawn. "How long have i been in here?" He murmured softly. He was alone in the room- or more so he appeared to be.

'Way too fuckin' long, folks.' A deep voice growled in the back of his head. 'I can feel our body decaying. We need exercise.'

Durk rolled his eyes at this, bringing his hand up to rub at his eye. "I just whooped Taurus and Tione in basketball last night." Two one v one games. Both his friends ended up losing. He smiled in victory as the memories passed through both of their minds.

His voice growled in anger. 'Well I'm fuckin' bored. You are too, you can't create worth shit this days since that little muse of yours left. I have liked the bitch.'

Now, an explanation is due. Durk isn't crazy, far from it. He's a werewolf. And that voice growling at him is his inner wolf, wolf spirit, the spirit of the wild. Whatever you want to call it. With that explanation in mind, let's get back to it.

Durk's stomach flopped, a familiar pain burned against his chest. "Don't speak on ha like that." He warned, venom dipping in his words. He still loved India, hated that he lost her. It wasn't his fault, it really wasn't. It was the full moon- he can't control himself whenever their goddess adores her full glow. See, India wasn't in town. And the moon just kept taunting him and taunting him... he ended up cheating that night. And that probably would have been fine but- let's just say over the course of their almost five year relationship that wasn't the first time he's given into his urges. He has these damn pills that suppress that shit, but he doesn't like how they make him feel and the effect they have on his inner wolf. As the alpha, the leader of the pack, he needs to be keen to his wolf no more what. His wolf alerts him to all sorts of threats; danger, strangers, enemies, appending attacks. That's just something India's could never fully understand. And unfortunately the love of his life left him high and dry.

'Or what? Tch. Love of your life? You've forgotten your omega. You're a disgrace.'

Durk's grimaced, the mere thought of the omega left a bad taste on his tongue. He's never trying to forget since he was seventeen years old. His wolf never truly allows it for long. He's still tied down to those bogus outlined rules of what a werewolf should and shouldn't do. As for Durk, he's not interested in listening. Never has been. His bred successfully six times with five different suitors. He never get any connection to the omega whom's name he refuses to speak. He hasn't had one sleepless night worrying about him. "Hell for all I know, he probably dead." Durk shrugged. It's the omegas who don't last without their alpha. Not the other way around.

'Big Durk would be so ashamed.'

"Yeah? Good thing Big Durk is dead too then, huh?" He arose from his chair and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

Front the outside, Parkway Gardens looked like any other public housing project in the city, and probably the country. But on the inside it was actually a network of individual rooms and community hangouts. A carefully designed place for Durk's pack to live, thrive and be safe and protected. Big Durk bought the building and had it all remodeled when Lil Durk was still only a pup. He might of acted like the wolf's words didn't effect him, but his father meant a lot to him. He would want to make him proud in every way.