GhostxToast one shots two

I Will Break You

He found himself running. Down alleyways, across streets.

His blue eyes teared up.

He didn't think he could outrun them.

And he didn't.

Someone suddenly fired at his legs. A scream left his mouth as the bullet skimmed it leg.

He hoped the police officers could find him here.

"Give us your money, rich boy." One said.

"Yeah. Or your friend here gets it!"

Toast watched as the pushed Colon onto the floor. He immediately ran over and helped him up.

"I don't carry money with me." He said to them, letting Colon lean on him.

"Of course you don't. But you are Prince."

"You're a Prince?" Colon looked at him.

"Prince of Britain to be exact." The first man laughed.

Toast glared.

"Where are you bodyguards now?" the second one pointed his gun at them.

Toast backed into the wall. "Colon, where are you hurt?"

Colon coughed loudly. "In my side. He threw me onto the ground and kept kicking me."

Toast sighed at how badly they had treated his friend. He slowly put Colon on the floor, telling him to stay there.

The two men looked at him.

"Maybe we could use him? Or sell him?"

"Can we not settle this like gentlemen, please?" Toast looked between the two of them.

The first man ran towards him.

"Johnny, look out!" Colon yelled.

Toasts blue eyes widened. He slowly moved over to the side.

The knife cut through it waistcoat and shirt and glides down his skin. Toast let out a cry before moving back, holding the wound.

Blood soaked his closes.

"This was my best waistcoat!" He glared.

The second man wrapped his arms around Toasts body, pinning his arms to the side. The first man then walked over and punched him across the jaw.

Toast cried out. He suddenly collided with the cold concrete floor. His head felt dizzy.

"Leave him alone!" Colon yelled, limping towards them. He jumped on the one with the knife and punched him. The second man grabbed his shoulders and threw him into the wall.

Colon cried out as his head hit the wall. He slide down and crumpled onto the floor.

"C-Colon!" Toast yelled at him.

No response.

The two men towered over the young Prince.

"This is going to be fun."

Toast tried to push himself up, only leading to a sharp kick to his ribs. The kick winded him badly.

"T-Th-That's broken.. A few.. Ribs.." Toast coughed.

The men laughed.

"M-My brother.. Is in.. Prison.. I-If he.. Finds out.. Wh.. What you've.. Done.. He won't.. Be.. Happy with.. You.."

"Oh Johnathan," one of them leaned down. They lifted his head up, starting into his blue eyes. "If he wouldn't be happy with us for beating you, then why did he tell us where you were?"

Toast glared through the pain at him.

"Y-You're.. Wrong.."

Another kick to the ribs.

"Freeze with you hands up!"

There was a loud shock sound and one of the guys fell back, a taster sticking out of his back.

The other one turned around and held his hands up.

Toast pushed himself up, leaning onto the wall. He tried to call to Colon but his voice was so strained.

He looked up at the paramedics who crowded him. They helped him into the back of the ambulance with Colon. Toast took his friends hand and smiled softly as he began to wake up.

They were safe again.

****

The two guys hot pushes into the room. They were surrounded by criminals.

In the corner, they saw a man with a scar running down his face and a smaller male, sitting on his lap.

They immediately knew him.

Gavin Toast.

They watched as he slowly looked at the other inmates surrounding him. They nodded to where he was pointing and walked over to the two, grabbing their arms and making it harder to escape.

"What brings you two here?" Gavin asked, breathing out the smoke from his cigarette.

"We uh.. Well.. You see we.. Got to see your brother and his friend.." One said.

Jimmy nuzzled Gavins shoulder and smirked as his boyfriend ran his hand through his brown hair.

"I see." Gavin leaned back. "And what did you do to my brother?"

"We stabbed his friend, Colon."

"I didn't ask what you did to his fucking friend, did I?" Gavin tilted his head.

The two stared at him.

"We just spoke to him."

"Oh? And how is he?" Gavin smiled a bit.

"He is well. Yeah, he misses you."

Gavin laughed loudly. The kind of laugh Jimmy would blush at. He knew what was about to happen.

"I have people everywhere boys," he said, his eyes glaring at the men. A cruel smirk covered his face. "I know exactly what you fucking did to him."

The men froze. They watched in fear as Gavin lightly hit Jimmy's thigh twice, signaling him to move.

Jimmy stood up and kisses his cheek, sitting down. He was feeling daily excited. He always loved watching Gavin fight. It made him fall so so much more in love with him. The determination on his face, the sharp punches. Oh, Jimmy loved it.

Gavin took the cigarette from his mouth and stood on it, putting it out.

"W-We aren't scared of you!" one of them said.

Gavin laughed and smirked a them. "Oh, not yet you aren't." He tilted his head, his green eyes not moving from their faces. "But by the time I'm done, you will fear the very sound of my name." he paused. "And you will remain as far far away from my family as you can."

He looked over at Jimmy, who nodded at back.

"He's beating them up for his brother. They hurt him, now he hurts them as pay back." Jimmy smiled softly. "Fuck, I love him.."

Gavin cracked his knuckles and smirked at the boys.

"This is going to be fun."

Hello people.

I hope you enjoyed the one shot.

I'm not too sure who else is here. So hello to you.

Thank you for reading.

If you want a fight scene of this, I will gladly write one. I mean, I very nearly did a scene of Gavin fighting them. But I ran out of room.

I will see you next time.

Bye my lovely bird people.

-Guargent