Mad God's Love [Dark, enemies-to-lovers BL]

4 C 2

It's been more than three days and there was no give. I've exhausted my best material, including old classics are we there yet and that's an odd way to start a conversation in the middle of a discussion, striking up serious discourse when he's on the shitter. Demanded all sorts of princely treatment – and got it. I was even inconsistent!

Today I have doodled moustache on his harsh face out of frustration and got everyone to compliment the looks. Everybody went along with it without any convincing. So I was cheating – neither it was verbal abuse, nor coming from me – but I was getting desperate. Call the militia on me. Pretty sure he had noticed something was off upon the first mention, but didn't do a thing about it either. Just flashed his beautiful dimples and moved along.

This was... so boring.

I fell into a chair dramatically, "You all are killing me... What's with all this coddling? Where're all the biting words, my mental stimulation? This is a maltreatment. My fabulous brain will rot away."

"It's like we'd have a new kid... but from a well-off family?" a boy of around twelve, maybe fourteen said. He was as serious as Ruby sometimes. Yes, I was a terrible example for all these kids.

"Isn't he just the cutest," Ruby said, ruffling my black hair. It was about time to cut it, fringe started getting in the way. "Go along with it."

"Listen to the voice of reason," I snapped with no finesse and pointed at the child, who had potential of snapping sooner than Ruby. He was called Dentist for a reason. Didn't cause problems at home and that was all that mattered to us. Perhaps it should. But again – we were no parents of the year. More like every other weekend.

"Hmm," Ruby pretended to give it thought, circling his fake moustache with thumb and forefinger and sipped tea.

"I surrender, please stop this," I begged. "I know this is hard on you too, just... let it all out. I need your surliness."

Ruby shook his head, smiling with entire face, "If I knew this is what gets under your skin, I would have done this sooo long ago."

"Youuuu fiend," I hissed.

He was usually so much gloomier than this. It was highly unusual to see him with a twinkle in the eyes. Usually the smile didn't pass the dimples. We lost so much in such short a time, but he was content to have ripped something back out of the life's ruthless maw. I didn't hate it. And it was a sentiment everyone in the house shared. It's why they went along with my pranks, even if grunting and sighing. And I would be sure to use that to full advantage. As soon as an inspiration struck me.

I coughed, straightened up and announced, "So it has come to this. Unfortunately for you, I am three moves ahead and already expected it. I hid your shoes."

The boy who was more of an adult than me muttered, "He is a child."

I saw Ruby's eyes narrow but he huffed and waved the notion away as though I was bluffing, "They're in the rack, saw them."

"What you've seen, good sir, are the shoes that are... left," I dropped the other shoe, proverbially speaking. Ruby exhaled through the nose audibly but was still grinning. Not enough. "Come on, that was a good one!" I cracked again.

"Are my shoes still together?" alarmed, Dentist slid off his chair and scurried into the hallway to check.

An idea. "If you don't get your shit together, I'll start bullying him and neither of us wants to deal with that. Especially me. I can't spare any more teeth, for one," I laid out new terms very seriously and poked the tongue out through the gaps.