~Male crush x male reader~

Daddy's Boy (littlespace + angst + fluff)

⚠️Bullying warning at the beginning. I will put this symbol (⚠️) when it starts and when it ends.⚠️

Thisisreallymylife request

Y/N POV:

"Class is dismissed."

All of us stand up from our seats, gathering our things together. I hear my name being called and I look in the direction of the voice, my heart dripping when I see C/N's ex friends looking at me.

Of course it's them.

I walk towards the door, trying to ignore them. Rather than taking the hint, though, they decide to follow me out of the classroom.

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"Hey Y/N. You must not have heard is back there. We called for you. You wouldn't ignore us on purpose, right? You're too much of a pushover for that."

Here we go.

"Leave me alone."

"Woah, suddenly you have a backbone, Y/N? Where did this come from?"

I roll my eyes and start walking faster, trying to get away from them. I hear whispers exchanged between one another until they all decide to follow me. My anxiety spikes at the realization. I start walking faster, my heart beating along with the pace of my footsteps.

I pull out my phone, opening C/N's contact and frantically typing out a message.

Me: Tell your ex friends to stop following me, please. They're really starting to scare me.

Baby💞: Which ones are you talking about? They're all unfortunately the types to do that.

Me: The really bad ones.

Baby💞: Wonderful. What happened?

I glance around me cautiously before responding.

Me: Before I tried to get away from them the first time, they tried to call for me when class was dismissed. Like I said before, I tried to walk away, but they caught up with me. They started trying to talk to me again, calling me a pushover. I tried to walk away again, but they started following me.

Baby💞: Alright, I'll deal with them. They won't bother you again.

I turn my head around the slightest bit, watching as they look at their phones. They only laugh to each other, looking at me with wide smirks and starting to walk faster.

Me: They're still following me. If anything, they just seem to find this whole thing even funnier now that you told them to stop.

Baby💞: Alright, I'm coming now.

C/N POV:

I arrive at Y/N's location around a minute later, my face contorted with anger. I spot my ex friends trailing behind him with annoying smirks.

If Y/N wasn't here, I'd smack those smirks off of their faces.

I march toward them, my heavy footsteps echoing through the hallway.

"What part of 'stop following Y/N' did you idiots not understand?"

They all just laugh along, obviously not taking any of this seriously. Meanwhile, Y/N is standing there, in tears as he tries not to show his fear. My anger boils over, and I step forward, getting right into their faces.

"This isn't a joke. He's not some game for you to mess with. Leave. Him. Alone. Now."

My ex friends all grumble annoyedly and roll their eyes, begrudgingly walking away after sending Y/N a not-so-subtle glare. Once they're gone, he audibly sighs in relief, his eyes glossy with unshed tears.