✔Happy Hurts 《Modern》

Chapter four

edited: 2/4/19

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Link

I got my backpack and tossed it on my bed getting out all the homework I had missed over the past days. I sat on my bed criss-cross taking off my blue slippers with a shield on them.

I zip open my backpack taking out my green folder and all the work. I got my favorite pencil out with it's matching eraser and started to do my homework. 

"This is hard!!!" I whined, rubbing my eyes. I looked at the time. "It's only 3:15! I've been doing homework for only 5 minutes!!" I fell on my back and covered my eyes with my arm blocking out the sun. I groaned swinging my arms up in the air dramatically. I turned to my side looking toward the wall seeing how blank and bland it was. I had to change that.

I got paper, crayons, markers, scissors and other things from my backpack and started to draw up pictures to put on my wall.

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Third

Ghirahim walked up the stairs with two blue cans in his hands. He knocked on the door with his foot making Link stop. He answered, "yeah?"

"Can I come in?" Ghirahim asked.

Link raised a curious brow but shrugged it off. He stood up and walked to the door opening it for Ghirahim to come in.

"Thanks, kid." He smirked.

"Your welcome!" Link said with an innocent smile.

Ghirahim walked inside his room, glancing around and seeing nothing but papers with scribbles drawings and markers on the floor and his bed. Ghirahim sighed placing the two cans down on a table.

Link stood behind stepping over the papers and to his bed and sitting back down to continue his coloring session.

Ghirahim glanced at the little boy now laying flat on his stomach, eyeing each and every small figure he could find pleasurable. He licked his lips before walking over to the young boy's bed.

"So what are you drawing there, Link?" He asked leaning down in front of Link, his arms caging Link to his side's.

Link kept his focus to the coloring and answered, "A picture..." Link trailed off.
Ghirahim chuckled asking him again.

"What picture?"

"A picture." Link answered again with his sweet voice and a wide smile on his face. Ghirahim sighed giving up on that question knowing that the young boy would never really answer it.

"So Link, what do you do for fun?" Ghirahim asked, his finger tracing down Link cheek and down his chin to lift it up.

Link looked at Ghirahim seeing something nasty in his eyes. He didn't really know what but he didn't like it that's for sure.

"I uh... I like to play swords, knight, and princess... erm... I like to draw... and I like to ride horses!"

Ghirahim smirked at the last comment, a nasty thought coming to his mind.

"You ride horses?" He asked.

Link nodded with a smile.

"Well, I like to ride. Well, I like it when people ride me instead..." Ghirahim smirked, his own train of thought slipping away.

Link tilted his head, not really understanding what he meant.

"Um... Okay? Well, imma continue drawing!" Link said happily. He turned his gaze back down to his drawings.

Ghirahim stood up straight his hands on his hips. Then he noticed the two cans he had brought in. A large, mischievous grin grew on his lips as he made his way over to the cans. He picked them both up with each hand and walked back to Link.

"Want a drink? You must be thirsty." Ghirahim said.

Link looked up at him and at the drinks.

The cans were small and blue with a Pepsi logo on it. Link shrugged taking the drink from Ghirahim's hands.

"Oh, Pepsi! Thank you! " Link said sweetly.

"Oh no thank you." Ghirahim smiled, taking a sip of his "Pepsi".

Link took big gulps of the drink, finishing it quicker than Ghirahim.

"Done! But it doesn't taste like Pepsi. More like something nasty" He stuck out his tongue in disgust.

"Wow! And even before I did. But its Pepsi doesn't worry. Just... a different kind." Ghirahim said. Sarcasm was visible in his voice. Except for Link.

He giggled, leaning over to place the can on his small cabinet, and continued to draw.

Ghirahim walked back to the small table where he had placed the two cans before and set down his can. Taking off his red sweater.

Link started to feel something in his stomach. A small pain but also a kick to the butt feeling as well. He felt... high or drunk. Link started to tumble over in his bed, swaying side to side and back and forth. Not able to keep his balance.

Ghirahim noticed this. He hides the smirk forming from his lips and turned around to face Link.

"Oh Link, are you alright?" Ghirahim asked him. Link nodded, giving him a lazily thumbs up before dropping it back down.

"I feel... g-great!! Amazing even!!" Link exclaimed, hiccuping after the sentence.

"Good. I'm glad you do Link. Why don't you lay down." Ghirahim started to clear off Link's bed, taking out all the papers and setting them in a neat pile next to the cabinet. He layed Link down gently on his bed, holding him by his shoulders to set him down.

"Shh... you're going to be alright. Just sleep and you'll be okay." He said. He got on Link's bed, holding himself on top of Link's small fragile body. Link felt dizzy and started to drift off. Ghirahim lowered his body down a little, lowering his head down to Link's ear.

"Sleep tight, Link. Because," he paused, his hands going down to Links body and in his shirt. "Your gonna have a rough night..." he whispered seductively in Link's ear as everything around Link blacked out.