﹫ 𝒲hat ⌒⌒ 𝓘f Charles Chevalier has an older brother unstable and violent, clearly the opposite of him what would happen if he add him the PXG groupchat?.·₊★
╰╮ ⸝⸝ BLLK X EMILY!MALE READER
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NE ME LAISSE PAS L'AIMER. "DON'T LET ME LOVE HIM."
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WARNINGS ; French speaking lolsies will be translated heh, it's in italic btw slurs.
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A boy stood in front of his open window, holding a cigarette between his fingers, which crumbled every time he smoked the paper. He stood at the edge of his window to keep the smell of cigarettes out of his room, so that when his little brothers came in, they wouldn't choke on the smell because of their weak lungs. He watched the sky set, little by little, a beautiful orange blending with the yellow in the sky. The temperature dropped every time the sun went down, often from 20 to ten degrees. When he was done, he crushed the cigarette on the windowsill. He tried to smoke again, but decided to stop here.
Suddenly a boy with blond hair approached him, his little brother. He put his pack of cigarettes in a drawer of his bedside table and turned to the second eldest of the family. The boy smiled and tackled him to the floor, the elder sighed at his stupid attitude, on the floor he said, "tu me veux quoi merde? " He asked, grunting as he rose from the floor and lapped up his brother's hug. "Heyyy grand frère adoré que j'espère à été adopté, tu sais tu as eu une lettre du blue lock, ils ont gagné contre le U-20s" [Name] sighed when he heard where the letter was from, it had been several times since he'd given up his title in blue lock, which irritated him more than anything else, and walked over to his bed to sit down.
"J'en ai un aussi t'inquiète, hehe, avec le Loki on à planifier d'y aller pour m'éveiller, mais c'est graveee chiant" The childish boy complains about going to the airport without his brother and leaving his family here all alone in France. "Allerrrr, viens avec oim, Loki vas grave me faire chier si j'y vais pas avec lui." He continued to cry, not wanting to be alone. "Non." [Name] shook his head, refusing, and watched as his brother cried louder and louder, raising suspicions of a fight between the two elders. "J'espère que vous vous battait pas. Vos petit frères et sœurs sont entrain de dormir!" a loud voice told them to be quiet, the blond stopped his lamentation and put his hands on his hips.
