♡Diaries of a Runaway Prince♡

cнapтer 5 || ❝I Don't Mind❞

"I have found in life, that the ones hardest to love are the ones needing it the most." ~RichQuotes.Com

****Wednesday****

The breeze whipping past Sin blew his hair back as he swung back and forth on the swing. The herb he was smoking wasn't exactly legal, but honestly that wasn't a surprise. School had ended a couple hours ago and it would be getting dark soon. Another tear slipped down his face as he exhaled the lung filling smoke. He hated the thoughts and memories that ran through his mind, but sometime he felt as if they were true.

"I hate you!"

"It's all your damn fault!"

"She would still be here if it wasn't for you!"

"Looks like the big bad wolf does have emotions." Sin snapped his head up to find Reign sitting on the swing beside him. He inhaled the smoke from his blunt again and looked away, not wanting anyone to see him cry. "Fuck you...what're you doin' here anyway?" He mumbles back resting his head on the chain. He didn't have the energy to argue or raise his voice, in fact he barely had the energy to keep swinging his legs back and forth.

"My apartment's like right across the street, now can you stop it with that fake tough guy act for one second, you're obviously hurting so what's up?" Reign asks concerned. Sin could tell his question was sincere and he was worried, but the thought of someone worrying about him other than Lucifer and Gabriel made him want to laugh. He didn't like the fact that this boy he didn't even know was acting like he knew him when in fact he didn't. No one knew what it was like to be him, not even Luci and Gabe. Sin sighed and cut his eyes at the boy as he spoke with his fist clenched. "Fuck off. Stop acting like you know me and what I go through...just leave me alone man."

Reign could hear Sin's voice starting to crack and wear out from crying so much and he was actually concerned. He knew Sinclair would never tell him what was wrong, so instead he tried to comfort him. "You're right, I don't know you," He begins as both of their swings come to a stop. He hops off his swing and stands in front of Sin. "And I don't know what you go through,"

He punches Sin in his jaw making him drop his blunt, fall off the swing, and land on his back with his legs in the belt seat. "But don't," Reign says gruffly getting on top of Sin and sitting on his torso with his knees on either side of him. He pinned Sins arms down to the ground his wrist and grinned sinisterly. "Act like you're the only one who has problems. Everyone has issues you asshole, don't act like you're so high and mighty that you have to carry all that weight on your shoulders alone."

Sin struggled to get out of the blackettes grip. He was glaring harshly up at the tatted boy and thrashing in his grip, trying to throw him off of him. To no avail, Reign wouldn't bulge, but that didn't mean that he would stop struggling. He wouldn't go down without a fight and he'll be damned if this kid over powered him. He was also well aware of his major boner that Reign probably felt, but that was a problem for another time.

"Fuck you!" He spat at him.

"Can I kiss you?" Reign asks seriously. The way he asked, was almost as if he was asking himself. His eyes were sparkling like a kid in a candy shop and honestly Sin didn't know what to say. He surprisingly froze up. Reign had already began to lean in and at this point, Sin was getting tired of being the bottom an anticipating the kiss. He leaned up and captured the boys' lips in a kiss and leaned back down. Reign's lips were cold as ice, whereas Sinclair's lips were hot as lava. Their lips molded perfectly together and created warmth and coolness for the other. Sin pulled Reigns bottom lip in between his teeth as Reign pulled back. He was grinning -almost smiling- and so was Reign.

Reign let a chuckle escape his mouth as he stood up from Sin, releasing his wrist in the process. Sin sat up crisscrossed apple sauce and scratched the back of his head nonchalantly.

"See, that wasn't so bad was it? You didn't even 'kill' me like you said you would." Reign says as he walks backwards away from Sinclair. He winks at him and twist around continuing to walk away. Sin looked down at his hands as he subconsciously smiled. As soon as Reign was far away and out of ear reach he stood up and started walking the opposite way home. The sun was beginning to set and he felt like his jaw would start bruising soon if he didn't get some ice on it.

"Not bad King...not bad at all."

*~*~*~*~*A/N*~*~*~*~*

Hey guys it's your favorite Lunatic, Krimson! So, how was it? I feel like I did awesome...not to be conceited or whatever, but just proud that I wrote this in like an hour ^.^ This chapter is edited, so there should not be any mistakes....hopefully. *chuckles nervously*

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Authors Comment To The Press: "So...*sucks teeth looking everywhere* that was not intended but hey, shit happens and honestly I'm happy with the way this turned out and if you're not then you can *peeks out door to see if mom is up stairs and whispers* suck my ass, but feedback in the nicest way possible is always appreciated!"

QOTC: Would you have let Reign kiss you after he punched you?