011||Micky Van De Ven

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IRRITATED

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IRRITATED

-requested by livlovesgavi!-


THE LOUD CHATTER downstairs made it's way up to my room while i stuffed my eyes into the textbook on my desk but it's no use. My brother's friend came over as usual on a sunday night where the both of them had free hours to spend together but it didn't help with my studies, leaving me having to tell them to tone it down, once again. 

I jogged down the flight of stairs, being met with an empty living room but could hear distant footsteps which were his. micky's. he appeared right in front of me, too busy stuffing his face in a bowl of ice cream to notice me stood there. 

He was always over at this house and it simply annoyed me. his presence annoyed me, he was always incredibly rude for no apparent reason and always found a way to pick a fight with me, and when i'd tell my brother, there was no doubt micky would be defended over me, every single time.

 "where's my brother?" i muttered out to him, wanting to ask him if they could lower their voices.

Micky chuckled to himself before taking a second to swallow down the ice cream that was in his mouth. "find out yourself" he shrugged me off, moving around me to slump on the couch, spreading his legs on the coffee table below him.

"god," i growled out to him, "well tell him to be quiet, because i'm trying to study."

micky laughed softly, raising an eyebrow as he glanced at me. "you can just go tell him by yourself, he's in the kitchen" he grinned, "besides, we're not that loud."

That did nothing but make me even more agitated against him, but i chose to keep my mouth shut and stomp my feet to the kitchen. there's no point in trying to argue, because i knew he'd continue giving me dumb answers. i entered the kitchen and sighed to myself.

I spotted my brother, he was seated on a stool with his arms over the countertop. he was also having a snack, indulged in his phone but paused when he heard my footsteps, tilting his head to look at me.

"yeah?" he glanced at me, chewing the bite of his sandwich before he swallowed.

"are you going to go tell micky to be quiet?" i sighed, "i was trying to study. and you two just can't keep it down, it's so irritating."

My brother stayed silent, his eyes darting over my shoulder, prompting me to turn around finding him behind me.

I glared at him, my expression of irritation written all over my face. he smirked at me, "what?" he scoffed.

"need me to repeat? you're being too loud."

He chuckled, rolling his eyes at me and scoffed, "tough. the house is huge, if you get irritated by us talking than that's on you."

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