Garroth and Zane one shots

22. He wasn't worth the bloody knuckles:

(TW: the F slur, homophobia, the belief that mental illness is fake, violence, talks/references of suicide, swearing)

Garte's influence would always sit at the back of Garroth's mind the constant fear that mental illness was a made-up issue and he was just faking his anxiety, the internalised homophobia despite his loving boyfriend Laurence, the need to push himself past his limits for the sake of reaching an impossible goal of perfection in everything he did.

Garroth's mind worked against him at the best of times but this particular occasion was not that.

Laurence wanted to cheer his abnormally gloomy boyfriend up so he planned a mall day with Zane and Travis.

Making a whole Word document on his phone of Garroth's favourite activities they could do at the mall; pet shops, food court, the soup store for whatever reason and the mini arcade.

The Mall day was going rather well Zane and Travis were getting along okay,

Garroth had been smiley and laughing, even allowing his ears and tail to be seen as he felt comfortable doing so.

The group of four were having a good day Garroth's hands interlocked with Laurence's as the werewolf dragged the group around finally having fun again, the unwanted thoughts blocked out, that being until his hearing picked up on something that brought the mood down.

"It's bad enough those f*gs are all over each other but one of them is a werewolf, disgusting"

A man all but growled to his friend next to him.

"I know right I didn't ask to be seeing that" the friend scoffed.

Garroth's ears flattened as a whimper escaped his lips drawing attention to the blonde's mood shift.

"You okay?" Zane asked first taking his attention from his food in front of him to his elder brother a concerned look in his eye.

Garroth just shook his head no, pulling his hand from Laurence's.

"What's going on?" Laurence wondered trying to get Garroth to hold his hand again but no.

"Shit, he can hear us" one of the guys noticed looking at his friend worried.

"Good, he should know how gross he is" the first guy defended.

"Agh I bet that the white-haired guy and that little emo freak are together too,

Being Gay wasn't gross enough for the black-haired one I guess" the first guy added looking at Garroth with pure hatred.

Another involuntary sound passed Garroth's lips, a deep growl this time,

His ears pricked up and his expression turned murderous.

Without warning Garroth stormed up to the men who were shit-talking them

His fist flew and harshly landed on the first guy's face his nose cracking loudly on impact.

"Don't you DARE talk bad about my baby brother" Garroth spat fuming,

Zane and Travis stood still where they were standing, staring in shock as Laurence ran up to Garroth trying to calm him down.

"You are nothing more than Homophobic sum" Garroth glared at the second man scaring him.

"You dam fucking werewolves you're so all aggressive monsters" the first man yelled

As he and his friend ran away, Garroth's eyes widened as tears started to build up in his eyes Laurence hugged him closely.

Zane and Travis joined the couple Zane hugging Garroth two as Travis was trying to check on Garroth's hand as his knuckles were slightly bleeding.

"He wasn't worth the bloody knuckles" Travis mumbled.

"He was being homophobic and talking shit about Zane" Garroth tried to explain.

"Still next time let's not cause a scene in public" Laurence frowned.

"Fuck that he deserved it" Garroth decided kissing Laurence as if making a point that it didn't matter what the public thought.