Bad Boy's Twink (BXB)

1: Hello Twink

Sire's POV

"Sire," someone called out. It was my cousin's voice but I ignored him.

"Sire," this time it was my younger brother's voice but I don't give a fuck. I am having my nap.

"Sire!" They both shouted in unison.

I felt an exploding pain on both of my cheeks and I groaned. "BLYAD'! (FUCK)!" I shouted. "Why did you have to punch me on both cheeks?!"

"It's because you are purposely ignoring us debil (moron)," King, my younger brother spoke coldly.

King was a big guy, much bigger than me and he was pure muscle. Most people would be shocked that he was only a high school student. He was the serious type and I was the laid back type although this cold monster got all jelly when he met Sam, the cute twink. Me love dem twinkies, sadly King already staked his claim and I knew that even though I am his brother, he will shred me to pieces if I so much land a finger on the cutie in a perverted way.

I can't blame him though, the little cutie had gone through a lot.

"I just wanted to punch you!" my cousin cheered, snapping me back into the reality that both of them punched me at the same time.

Seriously, these two really wanted me to engrave them in my memory. Dominique, my cousin, was almost as big as King. You'll be in shock once you see his room filled with rainbows and unicorns and in addition, his Justin Bieber addiction was creeping me out. Yep, my cousin was a unique individual. He was a tough, buff, crybaby, unicorn loving, Justin beiber addict.

I rested my head against the soft cushion of the car and looked at the road. My dad was driving me to school, my mom was in front of me, still crying about me leaving and staying in the dormitory. Well, as much as I'd like to stay in the house, my university was two hours away from home and I value two hours of sleep thank you very much.

"Is Damien going to GEU too?" my dad asked. GEU meaning Great Emperor University. I chose this university since...well the name was cool.

"Yeah, I think he will also stay at the dorm," I answered.

"Aww poor bunny!" Dom cried. He was referring to King's boyfriend, Sam. Damn, that cutie really had a nice ass. No wonder his big brother Damien was overprotective. I had no idea how King fucked the boy without Damien smelling the white stuff.

"So why did you wake me up?" I asked them.

Both of them shrugged. "We just wanted to make your life hell before you leave..." they said in unison making my blood boil.

"You fucking brats!" I growled.

"Sire! No cursing in this car! I am still sulking, young man!" my mom scolded.

"Dear, calm down," my dad cooed.

Yep, I am going to miss these fuckers soooooo much. Do you feel the sarcasm? FEEL IT YOU MOTHERFUCKERS. FEEL IT!

Dad parked in front of the gates of the school and we all got out. I stretched my arms and legs from the soreness. Geez, fitting guys who were as big as wrestlers was a wrong idea.

King brought out my luggage which contained two brown suitcases. He was suppose to place them gently beside my feet but he dropped them ON MY FUCKING GODDAMN FEET when we saw Damien being wrapped like a burrito by the mourning Andrey and Sam. Andrey was a badass guy, he was the captain of the soccer team and also Damien's boyfriend. He was one of those sassy gay queens who looked friendly but in all honesty, he was crazy and outgoing as fuck.

"I'm gonna slaughter you!" I snarled. King immediately rushed to the trio. Mrs. Corrigan was tearing up like my mother and Mr. Corrigan and my dad were talking like they were long lost bros.