Heroine? Villain? Who Needs Them, Certainly Not This Young Sir! [BXB]

Prologue: Off to buy a body pillow for my darling sister after work~ Oh, I died.

"Don't forget to buy me the new body pillow on your way home from work! I'll disown you as my Onii-chan if you don't!" Percy sighed — his sister really was in love with everything Japan. Whether it be culture, tradition, architecture or style — she loved it all. Had they not been of Japanese descent (Percy and their mother's side of the family were all born in Japan while Peyton and their father's side were all born in Australia), she would have been one of the worst things to ever exist; a weaboo.

He waited for his sister to lean down and when she did, he gave her rosy cheek a nice peck. She grinned at her brother, giving his arm a light slap and kissing his forehead.

After getting his goodbye kiss, Percy turned around and wheeled his way out of the house and down the ramp. Waiting in front of the house was a van in which his personal carer was standing in front of.

He helped Percy up into the car and packed the wheelchair into the back.

"Percyyyyyy" Spinning around in his chair, Percy glared at the perpetrator. It was his boss — also known as the biggest idiot on earth and Percy's personal fanboy. Even with his disability, Ethan Hardman had never really cared and claimed that it made him even more interested in Percy instead of less.

Percy huffed, sometimes he swore this man only liked him for his wheelchair. "What do you want Ethan?"

Ethan pouted, feeling mistreated. "Have you seen my sister's nice shoes with the red bottoms? She's gone off at me for not bringing them back to her and even went as far to hit me before telling me that she would much prefer you as a brother!"

From under his desk, Percy pulled out a pair of brand spanking new shoes. "You mean these Louboutins that she left last time when you were a total a-hole?" Ethan visibly deflated, somewhat offended by Percy's words.

"I-If you keep treating me like this and don't give me her shoes, I'll... I'll... I'll not take you to buy your sister's merch!" Percy gasped, was Ethan not aware of what he would have to go through if he didn't buy Peyton her favourite otome game's merch!

She always said that the only reason she never bought them herself was that when Percy went, the old lady who ran the store would give him a discount — something about him reminding her of her dead son who was also in a wheelchair for a while before his passing.

Handing over Celine's pair of heels, Percy wheeled his way past Ethan, bumping into him in the process. "Ouchie!" Percy's chest puffed out with pride when he heard Ethan being hurt.

As he moved his way to the door, Percy called back to the in-pain Ethan: "Hurry up, I want to get home to see Peyton early."

Ethan nodded, scurrying after Percy.

Easily catching up the rather slow Percy, he grabbed the handles on the back of Percy's chair and started to push him along at a quicker pace.

Happily sitting in his chair for a while, the two casually strolled down the streets, chatting away.