Roadtrip Imagines BoyxBoy||COMPLETED

Imagine #146 (Bikey)

High school OS
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Brooklyn Wyatt
"Really?! You didn't have to do that Blake!" I yelled as I pushed him off me.

"Well maybe it will wash the Gay out." He snickered.

That hit me hard.

"Go away. Just because I like guys doesn't mean I always hit on guys that I see." I snapped pushing him away.

"You deserve it loser." Blake said as he poured more water on me.

I was use to it now, always getting bullied by Blake.

He's the second best best football player and still sour at the fact that he didn't get football captain.

"Hey! Crutchfield! Leave the kid alone." Mikey the captain said.

He snickered before pouring the rest of his water on me.

My shirt was soaked only which was great but I didn't have an extra shirt.

"Hey Brook? Just let me know if he does that again. I don't like seeing fellow friends of mine bullied." Mikey said as he pulled his football hoodie off and gave it to me.

"I can't take this. You're gay and so am I. The school might think we are dating." I said trying to give it back.

He pushed my hand away and shook his head no.

"Take it. You can't wear a wet shirt all day." He said.

I smiled warmly before putting it on and of course it was big on me.

It was comfortable.

"I'll see you after school." Mikey said walking away.

I went to my next hour into hoping for the day to be over.

School soon let out and as I was walking down the hall I heard the whispers and the muttering because I had The most popular boys jacket was on me.

I heard all the questions.

'Why does he have Cobban's shirt on?'

'Are they dating?'

I hated every single minute of it.

I felt someone pin me against the lockers.

"Go away." I said as I tired but failed miserably to push Blake off of me.

"Whatcha doing wearing Cobban's hoodie?" Blake asked.

"It's none...of...your...goddamn....business." I replied only causing him to punch me.

I heard footsteps because the hall got quiet once Blake pushed me against the wall.

The footsteps stopped Right behind Blake.

"It's best you don't stir a fight In front of me." Mikey said.

He put me down walking away.

"Why are you saving me from him." I asked taking his hoodie off and throwing it at him.

"Because that's what I do Wyatt, and yea I might like you and I don't want you to get hurt, especially when you aren't mine yet. I can't protect you the way I want too." Mikey said bluntly.

Of course he came clean.

"I can't say the same Michael. I'd get bullied even more and I'm not having that." I said walking away.

As I went outside Mikey grabbed my worst and pulled me close.

"You May be a track star but I'm a footballer, we both run. You can always talk me. Even if we aren't a thing Brooklyn." Mikey said letting my hand go in hesitation.

I looked down.

"I really wanna kiss you right now, but I don't know how'd you react." I said quietly looking down at the ground.

He smiled looking at me and lifting my chin up with his fingers.

"I'd be more then happy to kiss you." Mikey said leaning in slowly and pulling me close by the waist.

He tucked my hair behind my ear and then leaned in again slowly not really hesitating but waiting for me.

I kissed him and I wouldn't have wanted to have a first kiss with anyone else.