SHORT STORIES

N E W ♣️ N E I G H B O R H O O D

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Request by: Zombiegirlblood

I added a little something
to the plot to spicen this
a bit ;) (Idk if it will but okay)

I'm so sorry for the wait.
I wasn't feeling well.

I'm also sorry for writing
a little smut ;-;

¡WARNING!

(LITTLE) SMUT

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It was any other moving day for Evan. Walking back in and out to put the boxes in his house, sweat forming and sliding down his forehead. It was a very hot day in LA, he was sweating his ass off even though he was wearing a shirt, shorts and a cap (Evan's wearing that ^^^). Evan wiped the sweat with the back of his hand, picking up two boxes and stacking one on top of the other. He continued to walk in the house but got stopped on his way, making the boxes he was holding fall on the floor with a hard thud and the force also dragging him down the ground.

"I'm so sorry!" Evan looked up to see a man about in his twenties, blue-grayish eyes and wearing a business outfit. Evan smiled at him and stood up, dusting off some sand off of his shorts.

"It's fine, I wasn't looking at where I was going." He said, showing a smile to him as the other smiled back at him.

"Brian! What happened here?" Evan turned to see a male a couple of inches smaller than Brian. He was wearing the same business suit and has beautiful dark brown eyes.

"Well, I crashed into him while he was carrying boxes." Brian said, nervously scratching the back of his neck and chuckled. Brock looked at Evan and to the numerous boxes in the truck and floor, sighing he whispered something into Brian's ear and his eyes lighten up.

"That's a very good idea..." Brian said and motioned something to him, nodding back Brock turned to walk away.

"I'm really sorry for this...Um.."

"Evan."

"I'm really sorry Evan."

"It's fine." Evan smiled and picked up the boxes on the ground, inspecting it to see if they are any fragile warning stickers. He sighed in relief when he saw none and some grumbles and whines was heard. Evan turned his head to see Brock walking towards them with two whining males behind him. One had a blue hoodie and the other had a red hoodie with devil horns on its hood. Both had breath taking eyes, appealing oceanic blue eyes and then gorgeous crimson red eyes.

"Father! We were going to win in Fortnite and you have to ruin it." The red eyed male said with his arms crossed and then the blue eyes agreed with him, but Brock only ignored the two. When they saw Evan their mouth closed and eyes sparkled, seeing Evan's stunning tan legs and hypnotizing bright chocolate eyes. Brock turned to the two.

"Jonathan and Luke, you're helping this young man carry all those boxes in his house." Brock expected them to complain but they only nodded at him, which shocked Brock, a lot. Luke and Jonathan are so stubborn that even their parents can't control them. They're trolls and dicks inside out, they intend to do their own thing which included a lot of mischief.

"Welp, Me and your Dad are going to go now. Behave with this young man here!" Brock yelled out to his two sons as Evan placed down the box in front of his feet, chuckling at what Brock said.