𝐈𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐀𝐟𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 | 18+ ( 𝐌𝐱𝐌 )

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He was taken aback, eyes wide as he looked at the group of people in front of him.

"What are you all doing here?" he finally managed to ask after shaking off his surprise.

Instead of answering, they just pushed their way inside.

"This place is fine as fuck!" Isa shouted, glancing around before plopping down on the couch. "And this couch is super comfy!"

"Yeah, no kidding," Dustin and Seth chimed in, taking in their surroundings.

Renee shut the door and approached them, arms crossed.

"What the heck are you all doing here?" he repeated, and this time Isa turned to him with a big grin.

"We came to see you," she said, raising an eyebrow at his confused expression.

"Why?" he questioned.

"Because we noticed you've been moping around all week. You were grumpy, and I mean, you're usually grumpy, but this felt different," Isa explained.

"Is something bothering you?" Seth asked, glancing at the small, white-haired guy and then the other two, he kissed his teeth. What the hell was their problem?

"Why would anything be wrong?" he shot back, and Dustin stepped closer.

"Did you have a fight with your boyfriend? Is that why you're acting like this?" Renee shot a glare at Dustin. "I told you he's not my boyfriend," he snapped.

"Come on, man, I know what I saw. No need to deny it," Dustin replied, grinning, unfazed by Renee's irritation.

All he wanted was to crawl into bed and wake up to a fresh start, not deal with these troublemakers.

"And since you’re not spilling the beans on what’s bothering you, that’s cool! We’ll help you forget your troubles tonight," he heard, and despite his glare, curiosity sparked in his eyes.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

Seth and Isa exchanged excited looks before turning back to him.

"It's Friday night and We're going to the club!" Isa announced.

"And? Shouldn't you be on your way instead of bothering me? You all should just leave; I want to sleep," he replied.

"At 8 PM?" Seth looked at him in disbelief.

Renee crossed his arms and shot him a challenging look. "So what?"

"Oh please shut up, We're here to get you, and you're saying you want to hit the sack at 8 PM?" Isa exclaimed, and everyone stared at him like he had just sprouted a second head.

"Get me for what? And what's wrong with going to bed at 8 PM?" he shot back.

"Everything! You're not going to bed because we're heading to a club, and you're coming with us," Isa insisted.

He glanced at her and then burst out laughing. The others looked at him like he was out of his mind. What was so funny?

"You're kidding, right?"

"Does it look like I'm kidding?" She shot him a fierce look, and honestly, it made him a little uneasy. Isa could be intimidating when she wanted to be, and he wasn't sure where this was headed.

"I'm not going," he replied firmly. "What made you think I would?"

"You are going," Isa declared.

He frowned at her response.