𝘛𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘴 || 𝘛𝘞𝘚𝘛 𝘹 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘌𝘙 𝘖𝘕𝘌-𝘚𝘏𝘖𝘛𝘚

Bad Habits - Deuce Spade x Reader

{Image above from @shinaanpan on Twitter/X}

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"Argh...!"

The Diasomnia student fell to the ground with a thud, grunting on impact.

"Is that all you got? Get up!"

"Deuce, I think that's enough-"

"No! He was all bark a minute ago, so he's gotta show the bite to prove it!"

"You little..."

All you could do was watch with worry in your eye as Deuce brawled it out with the Diasomnia student, both sending strained punches to each other. You couldn't help but wince whenever Deuce was on the receiving end, but he'd always return the punch. With a quick jab to the stomach, the offending student let out a final groan as he fell back to the ground, fighting back the urge to throw up today's lunch.

Deuce was slightly hunched over as he gritted his teeth and gave a weakened smile, feeling victorious. His lips parted, but before he could speak, a third party spoke out.

"I hope you both have gotten it out of your systems now, because there will be punishment for this."

"Crewel!" Deuce gasped.

"That's professor  Crewel to you," Divus corrected, sending a crack of his whip your friend's way.

"You both should know better than to be causing such a ruckus on campus," Crewel continued. "Dogs do not get rewarded for bad behavior; detention for the both of you!"

"What!? But that's not fair!-"

"Please, professor Crewel! It's not his fault! That student started picking a fight with me, Deuce was just protecting me!" You interrupted your friend.

"I see... well then, all three of you will receive punishment!"

"What!?" You and Deuce cried out.

"Silence! Do not talk back!" The professor ordered, sending a warning whip your guy's way.

Deuce hissed as he jolted backwards, holding the parts of his body that were most injured, a limp in his step.

"Can I at least take Deuce to the nurse's office before heading to detention?" You pleaded, putting on an exaggerated worrisome expression. Deuce was about to protest for the sake of his pride, but you elbowed him lightly in the ribs, shutting him up.

"Hm, very well then. You take Spade for a quick patch-up, while I accompany this pup back to my class," Crewel agreed, looking over to the Diasomnia student who had gotten up on his own, still glaring daggers into you and Deuce.

"Thank you..." You muttered, tugging on Deuce's arm, heading for the nurse's office.

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"Stay still, I need to clean this."

"Prefect, I'm fine, the nurse said most of my injuries were minor-"

"Yet you're still  bleeding," you interrupted.

Deuce sighed, relaxing his muscles as you continued to disinfect his wounds, they may have been mere scratches at best, but you didn't want to just let him walk around with open wounds; major or not.