Roommates ~ Red son x mk

Forever

⚠️ tw homophobic slur ⚠️

Red Sons POV:

Breaking up with Tim has made me feel more...free. I thought I would be alone and broken, but I find now that it's made me a lot happier. I sigh, getting out of bed and eating breakfast. MK and I walk to class together.

"...and then together they realize their love for each other and Adora uses the failsafe to save the world," MK says. He's been explaining to me the plot of She-Ra the whole walk. I smile.

"So what you're saying is I should watch it?" I ask with a smirk.

"Of course!" He practically shouts.

He laughs, a sound that warms my heart. Finally, we reach the building and sit down together.

My stomach drops as I see Tim walk through the door. He's smiling with another group of friends. I guess he just fits in and changes so he isn't alone. My heartbeat races as he walks towards MK and I, although not for the reasons it used to.

"Well if it isn't my ex and the person he left me for. What losers," Tim says with a roll of his eyes. I feel MK shrink beside me. A wave of protectiveness washes over me.

"Go fuck yourself," I say to Tim. His friends just laugh.

They are relentless, shouting insults at us until the professor finally comes in. All throughout the lecture, I feel bits of paper getting thrown at my head. It's all I can do not to turn around. I hear MK's shaky breath beside me.

The professor finishes, and I steel myself for their relentless tormenting that is bound to resume once we leave the class.

"Hey, you, the gay one," one of Tim's new friends say. I turn around and stare at him.

"Ew don't stare at me, little fag," he says.

My vision turns red. There is roaring in my ears, though I don't know where from. I can't stop myself from walking over to him, slowly.

"What do you want, you gonna leave your new boyfriend for me-" he dosent finish, because I punch him.

He goes down hard, and I am on him, pounding his face into the ground. I hear shouts of kids as they start to surround us. I don't care. He struggles to get up. A second kid, another friend of Tim, slams me in the face.

I go down, and he is on top of me like I was the last kid. His fists pound against my face and vibrate in my skull. Fighting against the pain, I roll over and get him off of me. I spit, and blood stains the cement. Slamming him onto the ground, I pound his face like he did mine. This kid gives more of a fight than the last. He rolls over like I did and suddenly we are both grappling to be on top. I manage to pin him and feel a satisfying crunch underneath my fist.

Suddenly, I feel warm hands gently lift me up. I fight against them, but once I hear his voice I stop.

"Red Son, stop," he speaks softly, his lips brushing my ear. I get to my feet, and he grasps my hand. With his steady pulse against mine, the world returns to normal.

I see a circle around us. I see the first kid on the ground, blood streaming out of his mouth. The second kid is getting up slowly, his nose broken and blood flooding out of it.

MK pulls me away from the crowd, and we walk to our dorm in silence. He doesn't let go of my hand the whole way.

He leads me into his room and sits me down on his bed. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and I look awful. I have a black eye and various cuts on my face and body. My back is scratched up from the rough ground.

"I'm going to take your shirt off so I can fix up your back, is that ok?" MK asks.

My jaw is sore, so I can't do much other than nod, but him asking warms my heart. He tugs my shirt off, and I see him leave to go get bandages. Soon, he comes back in and sits down next to me.

"Turn," he instructs, looking at my back. I feel his hands clean out the cuts on my back before wrapping them. "Turn again," he says as he does the same to my chest. I flush at his touch, and notice his face is just as red. He meets my gaze, before taking my face in his hands and wincing,

"You have a pretty nasty black eye, but there's really nothing I can do about that," he mumbles as he trails one of his fingers along my jaw, "and your jaw is pretty bruised. But still, there's nothing I can give you for that," He blushes, pulling away.

"How about a kiss?" I ask, before feeling stupid.

He looks up. "What?"

"Nothing, it's-I'm really sorry, I just-"

"Oh, this is what you want?" he says before brushing his lips against my jaw.

"I- uh- yes," I manage to choke out.

He shifts until his thighs are against my hips and his arms are hooked around my neck. I close my eyes as his lips travel upwards, just touching my ear.

I fall back until he is laying on top of me, my arms around his hips.

He laughs, "I didn't think that would actually work,"

I find myself smiling. "MK, I..."

Suddenly, he is up. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. That was too much, I'm so sorry. Just- pretend that didn't happen, oh my gosh I'm-"

"MK, I love you," the realization is like a spark catching fire, setting my ablaze.

"I...love you too," he says his voice small.

I lean forwards and crush my lips onto his. He meets me in kind, his fingers traveling up and intertwining with my hair. After what seems like forever, I pull back.

"So, wanna watch she-ra?"

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An: sorry for the god awful romance :') also sorry the title names are so basic. Like "forever". I just pick a random word when I'm proofreading the chapter and make it the title, so uh sorry.