NatePat One-Shots

He's Mine!

song; none
warning; violent
natepatsepticplier, requested by @TobyRedwood

"I honestly think that I should be the one to date Nate by myself. I knew him first," Mark huffed.

"As if. I'm so much hotter than you, you dick," Jack shoved the taller teenager out of the way. They were crowding the younger boy, making him hunch over in his sweatshirt.

"Leave him be," Matt growled, putting a hand on both of the smaller teens' chests, "you're scaring him!" The brunette moved them both back about five feet, the younger boy visibly easing up when the tallest of the four was near him.

"Piss off, Patrick. You just want him for yourself, you selfish bitch!" Mark was escalating the conversation quickly, stepping forward and wrapping his hand up in Matt's shirt collar. He raised a fist, like he was about to do something when the younger boy jumped in between them. Mark would've hit him if it wasn't for Matt sweeping him up in his arms and setting him back in his chair.

Matt pressed him up against the wall, it wasn't supposed to be like this. They were all dating, but as of late each one of them had been more fond of Nate than anyone else. Mark and Jack had already gotten into a physical fight, leaving Matt to be the voice of reason and a shoulder for Nate to hide in whenever they fought. It pissed him off how terrified they made him. It wasn't even an argument of who was getting to date him anymore, it never should have been an argument like that in Matt's opinion. Nate should get to date whoever the hell he wants, and whoever treated him like he was supposed to be treated. If that meant he didn't date any of them, so be it.

However, unfortunately, he was too weak of a soul to just break up with them. He stuck by, watching them fight and watching their relationships crumble all because of him. He blamed himself for all of it, no matter how many times the others tried to tell him that it wasn't his fault whatsoever.

"You are scaring him. If you don't leave him alone, I'm going to have to ask you to leave my house. This is my living space, not yours, Mark. If Nate wants to go with you, that's his choice. In my opinion, he shouldn't go with any of us. Not a single one of his can give him the world he deserves!" Matt shook his head, gasping when a fist came into contact with his nose. He collapsed in pain, the shocked cry of Nate following his grunts of pain when Jack's foot connected with his stomach. Were Mark and Jack ganging up on him? It appeared so, kick after kick getting delivered to him. He beckoned to the door, eyes begging Nate to leave so he didn't have to see. The younger shook his head, practically throwing himself over Matt to protect him. He took the kicks, both bruised boys looking at each other with sad eyes.

Jack and Mark didn't even notice the damage they were dealing to Nate. They didn't even notice that they were kicking him, eyes so obviously blinded over with rage that they couldn't see the tears streaming down his face. Matt felt awful, Nate didn't deserve this. He mustered up all the strength he had left, helping Nate into a ball and forming a cage around him with his arms and legs. It sheltered the smaller from getting any more hits dealt to him, but just increased the amount of times Matt got hit.

"Stop!" Nate suddenly shouted, and they stopped. Jack yelped and Mark was speechless when they saw Matt in a ball hysterically sobbing. His nose was bleeding, tears mixing in with blood on aching skin that would turn black and blue in a matter of hours. Nate jumped up, puffing up his chest in anger. He didn't notice the small pains he felt, just shoving Jack and Mark out the door.

"Please, baby, give us another chance!" Jack cried out.

"No! You hurt Matt! Don't come back, and don't ever try talking to me again," Nate slammed the door shut and locked it, rushing back to Matt. He helped the taller boy up, laying him down on the couch. The rest of the day was spent with ice packs pressed against the both of them, drinking soup from containers in the pantry because they were too distraught to go anywhere else. But they had each other now, and that's what really mattered.

Sorry if it's not what you had in mind.