Coming in with another angst, this one isn't too bad but it's still in that category.
Don't read if you don't like domestic abuse, it doesn't happen, but it's mentioned and implied!!
Just making sure I don't trigger anyone.
[I couldn't think of a picture to draw, so I'll post a little doodle on Tumblr if y'all wanna go see it]
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Ship: Nogla harem
Top(s): Evan • Jon • Brian • Tyler • Marcel
Bottom: Nogla
AU: Team 6
Setting: Team 6 house :p
Type: Angst • Comfort • Fluff
Warning ⚠️: The chapter that you're about to read contains implications and mentions of domestic abuse, toxic relationships, mention of attempted murder, mention of panic attacks, mentions of past trauma and other mentions or situations that may disturb, trigger, or offend the viewer. Reader's discretion is advised.
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Third POV -
"Do ye want hash browns?"
"Yes."
"Do ye want bacon?"
"No shit.
"...do ye want a fucking coffee, because ye're being a real bitch right now."
Marcel glared at Brian, as he held out his plate, the scathing look making his already sleepy expression look ten times more pissed off than usual.
The two glared holes into each other, waiting for one another to say something, or even apologize, but none was given. David blinked at them from the dining table, having been watching the interaction from the start.
Marcel has already woken up in a pissy mood. Pissier than usual. He didn't like waking up early, and he was usually pretty blunt and monotone in the morning. But the slam of his door this morning had been enough for David to know that something was wrong. And by the lack of enthusiasm for breakfast, he could only assume that Marcel ran out of his prescription for Adderall.
Now Marcel didn't need Adderall, and he didn't take one every few hours everyday like some addict. He could very much function without them. But living with a group of men that annoy each other for a living wasn't the easiest to do without popping one every now and then when he needed the energy.
So David could brush his attitude off and work around it. He was understanding, and could very easily just tone his own obnoxious personality down a bit to let Marcel have his space.
But that was the issue.
The others, couldn't. For example, like now. Brian was not a morning person either. Never has been, never was, never will be. It was hard for him to get hyped for a recording session immediately after waking up, which is why he usually had some sort of caffeine in his mini fridge at the ready in his room.
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bbs one shots
Random*Rewrote the description because the one I had for two years was awful 😭* Anyways, yes this is a BBS one shots book. I will say, the begining chapters are completely ass but I'm too damn sentimental and don't want to take them down, nor edit them t...
