Weak Hero Fanfic

Ben x Gray (continued)

Oh ma gosh 

Life is fun.

Its great rn @-@

here is the gay ship, which people enjoy, like me!

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Bens POV

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When I had woke up there were so many texts in the group chat, but the ones that stood out to me the most were Gray's. He was blunt with everything he said, bored with the conversations that we held so dear. I was going to turn my phone off and go back to sleep when an image came up.

It looked like something a photographer took. A beautiful blue sky with white stars streaking across it. The hill holding a single small tree, with two people trucking up it. Their hands were connected and the small one was pulling the big one. Even though I couldn't see their faces I could feel the happiness and love between the two. I was in awe. 

I scrolled up in the conversation and found that Gray painted this. Gray?! I was shocked. That was nearly an hour ago and I was still looking at the picture of the painting.

I should probably catch up on sleep, but I can't. He was circling my mind. When did he learn to paint like that? Why did he learn? What did this painting mean? He said that some of his art was personal, was this one?

I laid back down and put my phone up. The more I began to learn about him, the more questions I would get and no answers would come. Gray was confusing. Very confusing. But he seems like a good guy. Maybe I just need to get to know him.  I closed my eyes and the lack of sleep I had been battling finally overwhelmed me. 

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3rd Persons POV

Time skip to the next day

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Ben sat in his class talking with Alex and Gerard about many things, yet nothing at all. Everything was normal and good until someone rushed into the room saying something about a fight waiting to happen. 

"Who is it?" Alex's curiosity got the best of him.

"Gray Yeon and Phillip Kim!"

The boys looked at each other shocked. Gray hardly ever started fights and they doubted that Phillip Kim would start a fight against the white mamba.

"Where?" Gerard asked.

"Cafeteria."

The boys shot out of class eight and sped towards the cafeteria. They slowed and walked through the door to see Eugene standing next to Gray, both with food on their shirts, staring at Phillip Kim as he walked away. Gray's eyes radiated fury while Eugene was practically shaking.

*"Didn't you hear me you piece of shit?" Gray's cold voice cut through the silence of the cafeteria and Phillip Kim stopped in his tracks. "Clean. This. Up."

Everyone was murmuring to themselves. Phillip Kim was in big trouble. This was a situation where he couldn't make any excuses. Checkmate. The looks. Everyone was certain that Phillip was going to win. Phillip's reputation in Eunjang was undisputed. 

Phillip inhaled deeply and walked up to Gray, standing less than a foot away. "I'm, not like you. I've walked a very different path." Gray did nothing but glare. "Do you know how many bitches I've crushed so far? I've heard about you. You're nothing without your weapon."

Phillip was going to be one step ahead. "What? You're gonna go get your weapon? You sly bastard?" Phillip was going to stir White Mamba in front of everyone. "I know everything, you bitch." He's not letting him use his weapon. "I'll show you true fear. What? You scared without your weapon?" Phillip'll keep saying this to make sure Gray's morale stays down. "I said, are you scared to fight with your bare hands? You fucking coward"

Gray was shaking, his face still a blank slate. Everyone was silent, even Ben and his friends didn't make a sound. 

"You bastard..." Phillip began to speak again, "...with that pretty face of yours, you're kinda suspicious, you know? Are you perhaps-"

Gray's head shot up, eyes holding nothing but pure hatred. He moved face, slamming his elbow into Phillips's right cheek, blood spewing from his nose and lips. He wobbled on his feet.

Gray made sure he could never look him in the eye again. A one-hit kill. 

As Phillip began to fall Gray slammed his foot into the side of his head, completely changing his direction. Gray swung on his feet slamming his other foot into the other side of Phillip Kim's bloodied face and he collapsed, clearly not getting up.

"That bastard!" Yelled one of Phillips lackeys, before stopping in his tracks.

Gray had reached over and grabbed one of the food covered lunch trays from Eugene's hands, letting the food drip onto the unconscious Phillip Kim.

"Come at me, if you wanna get your face smashed."

Eunjang's white mamba, Gray Yeon finally rose above the surface.*

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Gray's POV

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Great. Just fucking great. The last thing I wanted to deal with today was a fight. I barely slept last night, I feel like shit, and now I'm covered in food. At least that moron will stop bothering me. That was a plus. Other than that, what good could come out of this day. I stormed out of the cafeteria after dropping the tray onto Phillip Kim's already broken face, the others following behind me.

"Gray!" 

I stopped and turned around and faced them. I knew my face was blank, but I was pissed. I was suspicious because I had a  'pretty face?' I was practically shaking from anger.

"What?"

"Are you okay?" Ben asked looking at me with concern.

No, I wasn't okay. I was used to being told that I was too pretty to be straight, suspicious with a face like this, and all of that, but that was before. Before I knew how to keep my temper in check, before I had friends, before when there was no proof. I was anything but okay, at least at the moment.

"I'm fine."

They looked at me and looked right back at them.

"Are you sure? Cause you're shaking," Gerard pointed out.

I shoved my hands in my pockets and glared at him, "I'm fine." It came out sharper than I intended. I sighed and looked at the ground, not even caring to try and look like a blank face. I felt like I was going to pass out. "I'm always fine."

They look at me with worry, but I didn't need their worry. I turned and left them staring after me.

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* everything between these thingy's is from the actual Weak Hero story, which does not belong to me *

It got a little depressing at the end, but that's okay! um I feel like the character gray actually has depression, it just seems to fit the way he acts sometimes, and the way he trys to make everything get better is to just quietly die inside... 

WELL! its not nearly as long as I was going to make it but I'm supposed to be doing school work soooooooo I'm just avoiding that cause everything online now. high school is annoying and its only my first year

Hope you enjoyed reading ya'll >//////<