Grian Oneshots :D

Birb Grian

High school au + wings :)

In this au, bird hybrids grow their wings at a certain age, and some can be more painful than others. Eg some avians just feel a bit itchy, whereas some hybrids feel like their back is being ripped apart (because it literally is, shhh plot).

Also, G and Scar are roommates cause ✨plot✨

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Grian was lay in bed, balanced with his feet on his window ledge in an awkward position, sort of upside down, but comfortable, nevertheless. Outside, rain beat down against the pavement and the people below. It tapped against the window, almost as if the weather was asking to be let in. He sighed. He was bored, and this led to being left alone with his thoughts.

All avian hybrids he knew already had their wings. His sister, Pearl, had gotten hers years ago, and even his friend Jimmy had gotten his bright canary wings before his grew in. From what he heard, both had had very easy growths, but some stories he had heard of people seemed extremely painful.

Then, Scar entered from the corridor and began to laugh at Grian's position in his bed. Grian couldn't help but giggle along with him, before righting himself to sit on the edge of the bed. Carefully, Scar perched himself next to him.

"So... I was just wondering if u wanted anything specific for dinner," Scar began, "I was gonna make some toad in the hole, but if u didn't want that then I cou-,"

Grian cut him off, stopping him from rambling, "I'd love that Scar," he replied softly, "I'm just gonna go take a shower now, K? My back is really itchy."

Getting up, Grian left his room and his view of the rain outside and went into the shared bathroom they had. He closed the door behind himself and locked it.

Throwing his towel on a radiator, he turned the shower on and heard the soft patter of water against the basin. Sighing, he scratched at his back and felt a small lump there. Confused, he took his shirt off and tried to see what it was in the mirror.

Between his shoulder blades, there were two small hard lumps, which were beginning to be painful. Massaging them, he wondered if these were finally his wings.

"Scar? Can u come in here please?" He called, unlocking the door.

"Sure!" came Scar's reply from the kitchen, "I'll be there in a minute."

He prodded one of the lumps again, and a wave of pain racked through his body. He whimpered slightly at the feeling and grabbed the wall to balance himself.

Another wave of pain hit him, and he felt his eyesight go slightly blurry. Then, a new attack of agony smashed through his back, feeling pain flooding his mind. There was a large ripping sound, and Grian screamed in pain. Blood splashed out, staining the white floor a dark deep scarlet.

Vaguely, he heard a commotion in the kitchen. But before this could fully register in his mind, another hit of pain slammed into his back, and he felt a large t h i n g unfold out of his back, pulling with it more blood. By this point, he was crying and screaming with pain, blurrily seeing his own blood splattered across the bathroom.

At that moment, Scar burst through the door, and stood shocked for a second, momentarily unsure of what to do. Having heard Grian's screams, he had ran across the flat to get there, to see the poor boy lay across the tiles with one wing hanging out, drenched in blood which was also spread across the rest of the room.

"Are... are you okay G?" He whispered. His only response was continued crying. Trying to sound reassuring, Scar kneeled down next to him, and stroked his cheek, murmuring, "hey, it's alright, I'm here, you're safe..."

At that moment however, Grian's second wing gave a jolt underneath his skin, and the avian cried out in pain. Then, it ripped through, splattering Scar with blood. Trying to help Grian, Scar picked him up gently and put him on his front in the bath (still with his shorts on, don't worry it's not gonna turn into T H A T sort of fic).

Turning the tap on, he started to wash the blood of Grian's skin and tried to get him cleaned up again. Then, he began to preen the bloody wings.

Grian whimpered slightly (still not like that u dirty minded...) and Scar hesitated.

"N-no... keep going, they're just a... a bit tender still," Grian whispered, his throat hoarse from screaming and crying. More carefully this time, Scar cleaned Grian's wings. He went feather by feather, wetting them and pulling off most of the blood. Now that they weren't stained blood red, it began to reveal the colours of a scarlet macaw: red, blue and yellow. In Scar's opinion they looked quite beautiful.

Finally, Scar pulled Grian's towel off the radiator and began to softly dry his wings and his back. Then, the taller man helped the avian stand up again and lead him out of the bathroom and into the living room. Lying him down on the sofa, he wrapped the boy in a blanket and left to go into the kitchen. A few minutes later, he came back with a mug of hot chocolate, complete with whipped cream and marshmallows.

"Hey, if u don't mind," Scar began slowly, "I'm gonna invite Jimmy round. He knows a lot more than me about avian hybrids."

"Thanks, Scar, love u" Grian said sleepily, half unaware of what he was saying. Scar blushed slightly, but luckily Grian didn't notice in his tired state. Scar left to find his phone, to call Jimmy. When he came back, he found Grian fast asleep, curled up in the blanket he had given him. Deciding he had nothing better to do until Jimmy got there, Scar lay down on the sofa next to Grian.

A small pair of arms wrapped around his waist, and Scar looked up to see Grian snuggling against him, fast asleep. With a light pink across his cheeks, the taller male fell asleep, with his head resting on top of Grian's.

And who's to say that when Jimmy arrived, they were still asleep? And who's to say that he might have taken some photos for blackmail purposes?

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That's another one shot done :D

So... I'm going back to school in 2 days (wtf) and they decided that the best day to have a further maths mock was on the second day 😫

I hate matrices (if u know, u know)

As usual, eat, drink, sleep enough, u know the drill :D

Cya next part :P

-Cleary