𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 - Four X Male!OC
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"Four glared down at his fists, bruises shifting like something living beneath his skin. He wanted to snap - snap in the same way he'd wanted to at his father but had never been able to, for all his abuse. But, against raging instinct, he sat, 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, beside his trembling, terrified partner and the beaten up little boy they'd somehow acquired along the way in some gross imitation of the old American Dream, enduring the rope burn just to grip the clammy hand of the man he loved beside him once more, gun levelled to his head, and said, "𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚." Instead. And that was better than anything else - bullet, blood, and impending doom all be damned. 𝐇𝐞'𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝."
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Something wicked 𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 the well-loved earth of Amity when Blue wakes, desperate and lonely and overwhelmed with the realisation that he no longer needs to be Blue - needs to be anyone.
For once in his life, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞.
So, he leaves. He runs from the beautiful, burning fields of his home, from the charred remains of his fragmented smile, and he grows. Like a seed in the rich soil, he blooms in the warm embrace of the strange new world that is the Dauntless Compound. 𝐈𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, and Blue is willing, more than anything, to throw away peace and dive head first into the dark.
Where Max somehow gets roped into one of his sister's stupid schemes and ends up in way over his head, completely out of his comfort zone, and quite sure he's just met his dream man. A man who happens to think Max is a girl.
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"An excellent recommendation. You're not just a pretty face, then?"
"You think this face is pretty?" Max tried to say it with more sass, but it came out kind of soft. His face went red and he turned sharply to the books next to him. Casual.
"You're very pretty," There was a gentleness to the teasing and Max glared at him. The man laughed again, dropping his eyes from Max.
"Thanks." Max said after a pause and the man beamed at him.
"I should be thanking you. This might be worth the read," he waved the book in his hand. Max rolled his eyes, face softening back into a smile. "I'm Kevin, by the way."
"Cool," Max said and wondered if 'Kevin' was a name that fit this attractive man.
"And what's your name?" Kevin prompted after a short pause and Max cleared his throat, embarrassed.
"Oh, sorry. I'm Ma-," Max barely cut himself off in time. Face flushing darker, mood dropping like a fucking brick. He wasn't Max right now. "I'm Eva."
***This is a rough draft. Currently being rewritten!!***
(Disclaimer: there will be boy on boy romance and if that doesn't float your boat, gonna need you to float on by. Also a lot of swearing. Thanx ;3 )