bxb | the pet

Part 1.

,,don't worry DAD....! You will never see me again!" screamed a teenage boy while running out of his now old home. An angry expression printed on his face and tears glistening in the corner of his eyes, his black bowl cut hair messy. The small back he'd packed with the spare amount of things he owned. Considering some plain white shirts some jeans his favorite pullover that he'd got from his mother back then and his phone and a charger. He'd runaway. Couldn't bare all the punches and hurtfull words and angry screams of his father any longer.

After about 10 minuets of straight running the boy sat down under a bridge. It was nearly 10pm and the usually busy street was now nearly empty. Only some old guys and homeless people where to be seen. That's when he remembered that he was homeless now too...
Normally the sound of water was calming but now, in the dark all alone it made him just more lonely. He'd ran away because if he had to stay any longer with his so called father he probably wouldn't last any longer in this hell. Today was worse than usual. At school his bully a.k.a the schools playboy was dumped by some girl so he seemed to decide that he would just let his anger out on him. Not that this was any new to the boy cowering under the brige. Sadly. But his bully did go quit hard on him today. He'd punch his hip and stomach quit a lot, his legs feel like gummy, his ankles hurt, if from the running or tripping ,he couldn't tell.

His life was quite sad. Bullied at school, an abusing, drug and alcohol addicted father and no friends he could turn to. The only good thing in his life was his mother... After her death everything went down. His father got addicted and started to believe her death was his fault. In school he was always ignored but since the school bully's picked intrest in him , they started to use him as theire punching bag.

And now here he was, all alone, shivering under a bridge with no one who would care if he was just gone.

A shiver ran down his spin as he tought of it.

No one cares. If I'd just disappear no one would look for me. My life doesn't metter anyways. I should just disappear so i cant bother anyone.

His mind made him crazy and it felt like the darkness slowly killed him. By now the air was cold and even the thick pullover he's been wearing didn't keep him warm.

Since the boy felt like the dark place was slowly drowning him, he decided to just walk trough the lonely steets. He'd walk on the street since he didn't care if a car would just rann him over or not. He just didn't care. About anything. It was like he was just an empty bottel, at least that was what he felt like.

The spare light of the streetlights lightened the street in a peacefull way. The homeless boy looked up at the sky. The night was so pretty. All the stars shining seemingly extra bright. Only some clouds could be seen at the night sky.

...suddenly all the peaceful silence was destroyed by an car engine coming closer.

The bright light of the headlights hit the homeless boy and the loud nois of car tires could be heared. A loud doom nois and silence again.
The boy felt a sharp pain in his side but didn't dare to look at the source of pain. The sound of the car door opening made the boy at the ground look up. The man coming out of the car looked handsome in his opinion. Gray purple hair falling in his face. His face frowning. Maybe stress. He thought. His eyes looked tiered but the warm dark brown looked hypnotizing. ,, shit, are you okay boy?" Said the man and brought the boy snapping back from his train of thoughts.
Still a bit stunned by the appearance of the guy an by the shock of the car hit, all the boy could manage to stutter out was ,, Y-yeah, I-I'm fi-fine...I guess ". A released sigh  could be heard.  The guy held his hand for the boy to grab in order to help the boy get up. He gladly took it and managed to stand up properly. ,, Are you hurt somewhere ? Should i drive you home or to the hospital?" Asked the handsome man. ,, A-ah, no thank you I'm fine, don't worry. You don't have to drive me ho-home..." answered the boy, whispering the last part. He didn't have a home anymore. But the stranger didn't have to know that. ,, then let me at least check if you got some serious wounds or let me drive you to the hospital." Insisted the guy.
The hospital was no option. He always gets a panic attack every time he needed to go there. Since his mother died there he didn't dare to enter a hospital. But letting the stranger check if he got any wounds was no option either. He would find all the nasty wounds he've been carrying from the bullying at school. And then the stranger would definitely send him to the hospital.
,, No ne-need, I'm.. I'm really fine." Tried the boy to convince the handsome stranger.
,, Nope, you're definitely not fine. I mean you've been just hit by a car." Said the guy and pulled the boy a bit closer which caused the boy to painfully hiss.  Carefully the guy pulled the boys pullover up. His eyes widened at the sign in front of him. The waist was purple mixed with blue and looked quite nasty. His stomach had bruises too, before the guy could take a closer look at his wounds, the boy already pulled his pullover down and stepped back. His cheeks lightly pink from embarrassment that a stranger saw all his wounds. ,, You definitely need to go to the hospital boy, those wounds are nasty, I won't let you just go with this wounds." Said the handsome stranger sternly. ,, Please, not to the hos-hospital " pleaded the black haired boy. The stranger gave him a questioning look but the boy just shook his head  while looking at his feet. ,, I guess you will have your reason. But i still won't let you go with does wounds. How about i just take you to my home? I could treat your wounds there if you'd like. Otherwise i will just drop you of at the hospital." Asked the stranger. Since the boy didn't have anything to lose, going with the stranger was a better option than the hospital. ,, Okay, just not the hospital or ho-home please." Answered the boy. The stranger gave him a satisfied look and opened the passengers door for the boy and helped him to get in the car.

The care ride was quite silent. Until the guy asked ,, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is D. What's your name boy?"
,,Just D? Does it stand fore something specific? Oh and my name is T" answered the boy shyly.
,, You're cute and just D, you will get to know the meaning later on, but how comes that you're out here alone on the streets, at this late hour ?" Asked D exactly the question T was hoping to avoid.
,, I-I .....I ran-ran away....."his voice was almost inaudible but D seemed like he'd still understood what he just said.
,,hm.. I won't make you tell me the reason but if you want to talk, I'm here." The words warmed his heart and made him blush. He never heard that from someone after his mothers death.
,,Thank you."
,,How old are you anyways? You look to young to be out on the streets all on your own."
,, I'm 17 already, I'm not to young" pouted the boy.
,,you are to young" chuckled D,, since I'm 19 I'm your hyung" smiled the guy.

Over the rest of the ride the two guys talked about silly things and realized they had pretty much in common.
After about 10 minutes the car stopped in front of a modern tall building. It had the younger in awe. Hurriedly D stepped out of the car to help the younger get out . Together they got to the main door and got with the keys from D inside. The mansion was on the inside modern but chill. You could see some clothes lying on the floor and the dishes were dirty placed in the sink.

,,Sorry for all the mess here, I didn't think I'd have someone over today " excused D.
,,No it's fine, I don't mind." Answered T
,,Well then, come over here the first aid kit is in the kitchen "

In the kitchen D took a first aid kit out . ,, Pullover up T" demanded D which T obliged .
,,since you ran away from home and got no where to stay, how about you just stay with me?" Suggested D while treating the boys wounds.
,, I don't want to be in your way and I can't pay you for this"
,, You don't have to pay, i got enough money, besides it gets lonely from time to time in this house. And I really enjoy your company. And i could give you a... job, how about that?" Begged the handsome guy while applying some paste on the wounds which caused the wounds to sting a bit and T hissed.
,, What kind of job is that?" Asked T now more interested.
,,You have to... help me from time to time and keep me company."
,,hmm...."
,, You can think about my offer until your wounds are healed,til that you can stay here"

That sounded like a good offer to the black haired boy. So he decided to accept it. Everything can only be better than before. Running away wasn't such a bad idea in the end.