The Transfer Students From Hell

Chapter 6.5

 

Gin arrived home to his front door laying on the ground on the porch, with a note.

'I bought the door, now someone else fix this shit or I'm wrapping the doorway in garbage bags.

-N'

Gin then looked up to see that the doorway was indeed wrapped in garbage bags. He sighed before picking up the detached door and walking straight through the shield of garbage bags. He set the door against a wall and began tearing down what was left of the garbage bags and tape.

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He finished putting the door in the doorway, like it belonged, and was about to head up to his room for a nap when he heard something fall in the game room. He was usually alone when he came home so it surprised him a little bit, but then he just decided that it was one of the many teens in the house skipping school again. He was proved wrong when he went to see which one it was.

There was a very pale, white haired man lying on the floor of the game room on his stomach, next to the couch. Gin assumed the noise was him falling off the couch. He nudged the man with the toe of his shoe.

"May I ask who you are and why you are in my game room?"

"Name's Shiro, I'm King's cousin."

"King?"

"Yea, the one dating the blue haired guy."

"Oh yes, I know which one you're talking about. That still doesn't answer why you're here."

"King's house in borin' so I came here instead."

"Alright then, I'm going to take a nap, please don't destroy anything."

"Why don't ya join me, old man?"

"Old man? I'll have you know that I am only twenty-two."

"Yea, I'm seventeen, you're an old man."

Shiro received no reply and assumed the man had left but then he was hit in the head with something soft. He lifted his hand and grabbed the object to find out what it was. It was a pillow. He looked up to see the man he'd been speaking to smiling down at him close eyed. He was pretty tall, but only a few inches taller than Shiro, and he had light grey hair.

"So are ya gunna take me up on the offer or what?"

"I suppose. But I don't think the floor is the most comfortable place."

The next thing Shiro knew he was being lifted into the air.

"Hey! Put me down!"

"You may want to relax before I not so accidently drop you down the stairs."

Shiro instantly stopped his struggle and went limp over the man's shoulder. The ride was soon over and he was thrown onto something soft. He looked down to see that the old man had thrown him onto a bed, which he climbed into soon after.

They were both comfortable under the covers with the old man's arm lazily thrown over Shiro's waist when Shiro voiced his question.

"What's you name, old man."

"The name's Gin, kid."

A/N:

Okay so sorry this took longer than usually to update, and that this is a super short chapter I just wanted to get something up soon. I've been kind of busy with band and so on but the next chapter will be usual length and hopefully soon. Thanks for reading!