It was a calm morning and you were downstairs at the kitchen with your mom, having a conversation as always. As you were eating some delicious, buttery pancakes, a car honked and mother looked at the window.
"It's your step-father, (Y/N)! I'll be outside to greet him."
"Okay sure, do that, ma."
As she went outside with delight, you weren't glad that your step-father is back with someone he wants you to meet.
Looking at the opened door, your mother came inside with step-father and-
"(Y/N), I'd like you to meet my son, Oliver," he pointed to an emo boy with skinny jeans and a shirt that says "I'M LOSING MY FUCKING MIND", and the boy rolled his eyes with arms crossed.
Oh shit, he's an emo, you thought, my step father's son is- rebelliously cute!
But wait, why would I label Oliver emo? Maybe he's just a hardcore skamp.
"He will be my- STEP BROTHER?!"
"What does it look like?" Oliver hissed.
"Yes, he will be your step-brother," your step-father answered.
"And Oliver, don't be too harsh on (Y/N). She's a nice lady."
Oliver walked upstairs and your mom asked him, "Where are you going, Oliver?"
"None of your god damn business," he yelled and then groaned.
"He's just having a bad day today," step-father told mom.
"Wow, that was very rude of him."
"Just relax. He'll be okay."
You went upstairs and knocked the door of your room, which Oliver will be sleeping and all that shit at. "Oliver!"
"Fuck you."
Your jaw dropped and felt a bit hurt. You just want to check on him, not strangle him.
"Just let me in."
He opened the door and you went in.
"So tell me why do you have some badass posters and all of that cool shit in your room?"
The posters were bands that you like and it made Oliver look twice to see if they're actually band posters.
"Um, I like the same music as you do, Oliver...?" You shrugged.
"God damn it, why do I have such an awesome step-sister now? You're a badass chump, sport."
You laughed and scratched your head. "Well, I like the same stuff as you do and-"
"I seriously hate you in a nice way," Oliver smiled, and you both spend the whole time listening to music, tried to mosh in the room, and be stupid together.
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A/N:
Well that was short, huh? It's because it's about to be 3 in the morning from where I'm at and ALOT OF SONGS ARE IN MY HEAD! Anyways, goodnight and stay tuned for another imagine! { DON'T FORGET THAT YOU CAN REQUEST BUT IT HAS TO BE FLUFFY! : ) }
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