Forbidden Love ((DirkJake))

This must be fake - 8

The scene opened on a blonde haired make sitting on a wooden chair his head in his hands.

Dirk's POV

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK WAS I THINKING!
ARGGGGG!

I was such an idiot! What was going through my head when I thought that that was a good idea. I ran my shaking hand through my blonde locks as they fell over my eyes. A sigh escaped my lips as I try and remember what had happened the previous moments.

Flash back

You are leaning closer and closer to the small brunette hunter, your lips curled into a smirk. He is shaking underneath you, his emerald eyes have been shut tight since you got near him. Suddenly you feel a sudden flush of regret. Suddenly the smaller male starts to slide down the wall "hey?" You question realising he is falling. Quickly you catch him, his is very light. You lift him into your arms "yo. Shorty?" You question. No reply as the small boy mumbles in your arms.

A smile curls into your lips as you walk over to the bins, you kneel down sitting him on the floor. You lean him against the wall. Running a hand through his brown locks "You look cute when you sleep..." You mumble.
WAIT!
DID YOU JUST CALL HIM CUTE?!

End of flash back

You rest your head in your hand sighing, your forehead is sweating and your breath is shallow as you think about what had happened between you and the small hunter. Your shades are resting on the top of your head as you run your fingers against you orange eyes. You sit up sighing, no-one seemed to be in the base at the moment...it was kind of odd.

You shrug it off as you let out an agitated sigh and get up stretching. You look at the door as you hear movement. "Hello?" You question. You see a shadow stop outside of the door. You feel like you should be worried and as such lean over onto the chair. Your hand gripping at it. Suddenly the door opens. You feel like you could slap the person standing there for making you worry.

Standing in the doorway is a boy who looks younger than you, he has the same platinum blonde hair and shades, but his are more aviators then your awesome pointed ones. "Dave what the fuck?" You question the younger strider who glares up at you. His eyes are a bright red and as such you can see them through his shades.

"Did I scare you?" He teases a smirk plastered on his lips.
"Shut it shorty!" You hiss. Your fangs prominently showing as they rest on your bottom lip.

The younger strider walks into the room closing the door, he sighs as he notices your shades aren't over your eyes "something wrong bro?" He questioned. You sigh pulling your shades down "I'm good" you say. He can tell that you aren't and walks closer to you.

You try and change conversation as you start to get uncomfortable "say where is that Egbert kid?" You questioned. Your brother tenses up. What has he done...

The you her strider sighed rubbing the back of his neck "he is with the lalondes..." He mumbles.
You sigh "and the other hunters" you question him. Your bro just shrugs.
"Hell if I know..." He says clearly irritated.

You lean closer to the smaller strider. "What's wrong Dave?" You question. The smaller boy now known as Dave glares at you through his shades.

"The hunters won't shut their fucking traps, the lalondes won't listen to a word I say and the fucking shorty thinks that he can do whatever the fuck he wants!" The smaller strider moans his mouth curled into a frown. Your rest your pale hand on the younger boys shoulder patting his back slightly.

Dave looks up at you laughing slightly "wow so comforting!" He teased pushing you away from him. You laugh slightly. It was moments like these that you missed. This happened a lot when Dave was just a small kid, you would fight constantly but when you did agree everyone know that the whole world would come to an end.

After a while your bro leaves you saying that he will check up on the hunters and make sure that no-one has died. You laugh as his statement and wave him off. The mood is high in the sky as you walk over to your window. You open is and sit on the window sill looking up at the moon a sigh escaping your lips.

All that you could think about what the small green eyed dorky hunter, his green eyes seemed to pierce into your soul. You rest your back against the frame of the window as your orange eyes looking up at the bright gleam of the full moon.

The thought that you and the hunter ,whom has been in your thoughts since you met him, might be staring at the same sight as you makes your heart start to beat loudly in your chest.
You don't know why it does.
But your happy.

For some reason since meeting  the small dorky hunter he is all you can think of. He makes your thoughts all jumbled up and makes your mind go all fuzzy. You don't mind though. It's a nice feeling.

The scene fades to black as a blonde haired demon sits on the window sill of an abandoned building his orange eyes unveiled as he looks up at the glowing moon. A smile curled into his lips as everything goes black.