tw- mention of abuse.
short chapter
Ban stood at the counter of the quiet gas station, his part time job. there's rarely any customers, especially not at this time of night, therefore he stands there watching the clock, tapping his finger on the counter waiting for his shift to end. That was until the door opened cuasing the small golden bell above it to ring. bans eyes lazily drifred to the door, a short boy with blonde hair who looks no younger than fifteen years old strowls in. the blonde haird boy travels further into the store. once out of sight ban sighs and pulls out his phone, types in his password and starts scrowling until the blonde hairs boy walks over and places his item on the counter "just this please he ask. Ban looks up from his phone now getting a better look at the boy. he's about five foot with short messy blonde hair and the most breath taking emerald green eyes ban has ever seen. he's wearing a white t shirt (dispite the snow outside) and gray shorts, but the most concerning thing was the brusies that coverd his arms, his upper thighs, neck, and his black eye. Ban stares at him. blinks once. then twice. he depates whether to ask the small boy about his clothing choice and the marks on his body. In the end, he decides against it. His eyes then moves down to the item the boy placed on the counter just a moment ago. Cigarettes. he picks it up, looks at him, then says "I'm going to need to see an ID for that kid" his voice dripping annoyance. inside he was thinking 'why is this little kid trying to buy these?!' "oh yeah" the blonde starts "sorry about that" he says a bit embarrassed as he reaches into his pocket searches for a few seconds before pulling out what looks like wallet searches that for a few seconds as well then takes out his identification card and passing it to the bluenet who scans the card for a few seconds 'twenty- four!?' he thinks to himself. he was sure that the man was a child and was younger than him but he's actually older and by five years no less "meliodas right?' he ask handing the card back to him "mhm" the blonde hums in response as he takes the card puts it in his wallet and that in his pocket "well here you are meliodas" ban says handing the small blonde the ciggarets in a plastic bag "thank you" meliodas says in a quiet shy tone as he takes the bag and turns to leave "come back soon" ban says . Meliodas turns. waves. then walks out the door. once out the door ban mumbles to himself "now I've seen it all" he sighs and takes out his phone once more
Sunday
Ban is'int a guy with many friends, or friends at all for that matter. he was a loner back in highschool, didn't care for that kind of stuff and even now he still doesn't. but hell, it sure would be nice to have someone to keep him company. now, he's just sitting on the couch in his one bedroom apartment scrolling on his phone through old pictures. while looking at a picture of his ex girlfriend Jerico (their still friends, he just sees her as a sister) he heard a knock at the door "now who could that me" he grumbles to himself as he pushes his body off the couch and heads towards the front door "yea-" he pauses. in front of him was the same blonde man-child from the day before this time with bandages covering where the brusies were the previous day an an eye patch. something else that cuaght bans eye was the small child with multicolored eyes. one blue one green and oddly long silver blue hair whereing a jacket that was much to big for him and the kid looks rather tired...or scared "can I help you?" ban ask a little confused and even more concerned . "um hey..." the short blonde mummbls with a bit of hesitation in his voice as he looks down fiddling with the bottom of his shirt "did you need something?" ban asked once more. meliodas flinches, looks up, shaking slightly as tears threatened to slip out of his eyes. Bans eyes widen at this "what's wrong? what happens?" his voice is panicked and full of worry. meliodas shakes his head rapidly "i-if I tell you he'll- he'll...." he stutters and chokes on his tears "who will do what? why do you have all these bandages on you?" the taller male ask trying to keep his voice calm. meliodas shakes his head. ban sighs "come inside, you must be freezing" he says. meliodas looks up at him as if he was asking 'really? you would do that for us?' ban slowly guides them in his small apartment speaking reassuring words the whole way
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Meliodas is sitting on bans couch, the young boy he brought with him sleeping soundlely cudddeld up to him. the next moment Ban walks out of the kitchen holding two cups of hot tea. he hands one to meliodas who gratefully takes it muttering a thank you as he strokes the young boy on his laps hair. "so" ban is the first one to speak "who's the kid" he ask trying to start up a conversation "Tristan..hes my son" the blonde man-childs voice is barley above a whisper. "you seem a little young to have kids..." ban says speaking to no one in particular "how old is he?" he ask the smaller man "he's eight" meliodas answers with a small warm smile tugging on his lips. ban nods "so you had him when you were sixteen?" he ask a bit shocked meliodas nods. ban sighs running a hand through his own hair "so um" he starts "you don't have to answer this but...." he stops, rethinking his words. then he continued. "where did those bruises come from?" meliodas tenses up, that causes ban to tense up, he didn't want to make him uncofterble 'you don't have to-" "my husband..." Meliodas admits. bans eyes widen his eyes flicker with anger "where is he" hisvoice filled with atred towards the scumbag that put Meliodas though this. Meliodas looks up, suprised "w-why" he stutters out "oh nothing..." ban smiles sadistically "I just want to talk to him...yeah just a nice. friendly. talk" meliodas didn't believe him one bit "he didn't mean it" he devends the bitch- I mean his husband "it was all my fault he told me to get him ciggarets and I got the weong kind, it was my fault for not following clear instructions" he says in a panic. ban is'int litsening though he's already up in his kitchen searching for something in the cabinets. ban knows this because he can hear the cabinet doors being opened and roughly slammed. a few seconds later ban stomps out the kitchen, puts his shoes on quickly and leaves. meliodas frowns looks down at his son as tears slip from his eyes, he doesn't know what going to happen now, he doesn't want to know
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Ban knocks on the door, it opens "finally you're home you blonde bit-. wait you're not meliodas, who are you? what is that?! why do you have a-! AH FUCK
BANG BANG BANG
