,, I didn't expect you to actually.. Get together with someone that actually has manners. But, what do i expect from YOU.. Have you actually achieved something, son? Or have you just been fucking around even more like you always do. ''
Duncan's eyes went wide, not in shock but in anger. His grip on his fork tighten as he turned his eyes shot to his own father's eyes. It didn't hurt, Duncan has gotten used to this. It just pissed him off that his dad only thought of him as some troubled delinquent, because even he could admit at times that he is more than that, as much as he hates it.
,, Why does it matter so much to you. "
Duncan sighed, he always had questioned this.
,, Well, for starters. You are my son, i can ask you these questions out of curiosity. "
,, And we both know you are only asking this shit to get a reaction out of me. Just shut up and continue eating your food, i'm not dealing with your bullshit again. "
Duncan looked down, shoving some mashed potatoes into his mouth. Chewing as aggressive as he could. It felt nice saying that, it really did.
,, That is no way to talk to me, young man. God, you should REALLY learn some manners. No wonder i didn't spend my energy on you, you're hopeless! You can't even be saved anymore! "
And that really hit, as much as Duncan wished it didn't. He just looked at his dad, shoved his chair back and stood up. Muttering a quiet 'fuck you' before leaving, grabbing his jacket and most important stuff. The delinquent turned around, signing for Ashton to follow him. The boy nodded, thanking everyone for the food before quickly getting the rest of the stuff that still was laying in the living room before wandering off. TILL, he heard Mr.Tarun clear his throat again as he said his name in a calm but also pissed tone. Ash turned around, his eyes glancing at Duncan's dad.
,, How do you deal with HIM? "
,, .. What do you mean? "
Mr.Tarun crossed his arms, shaking his head in dissapointment.
,, I meant, how do you keep up with that brat. Don't you get tired at some point, wishing he had the same manners you ha- "
The man was ABOUT to finish his sentence, before being flipped off and being left stunned. And Ashton quickly ran after his boyfriend, making sure he didn't let the impatient ticking timebomb wait for too long. He pulled the punk into a hug, telling him that they can spend christmas together at the apartment, just them two. And soon arriving, Ashton was already planning everything and setting everything up. Handing Duncan his present as he whisperd 'merry christmas'. Hoping that they will like it, or atleast will be grateful for it. And soon, his lips were greeted by Duncan his own lips. Sure this was a shitty day for the most part, but atleast the two had eachother, as corny as it sounds.
