Context: People have always loved to pick on you, so you've built a damned good defense against it. You can read people like the books you frequent, and that tends to keep most people away. Most. Seems like the resident football star and bully has decided to involve you in a little prank. He wants to read you!

His funeral.

Setting: A college cafe/the Listener's dorm room

Tags:[MMM4A][Enemies to Lovers?][Dom]to[Sub Himbo Bully Speaker][No Nonsense Listener][Prank Flipped][Dom x Sub][Power Shift][Comedy][VERY Spicy][Please Command Me][Good Boy][Degradation][CW: Degradation/Cruelty]

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[P] = Peter, himbo football star, mild asshole

[C] = His various cronies

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[Scene opens in a college cafe]

[SFX: Cafe chatter/book pages turning leisurely]

[You sit in a college cafe, pouring through a good book when you hear shuffling around you, and someone sits across from you. You recognize one of the football players smiling at you]

[P] “Heya! This seat taken?”

[Pause.]

[P, laughing] “‘Clearly not’, they say. Hehe. People said you’d be pretty spicy if I came to say hi. Soooo, hi, my name’s Peter. What’s yours?”

[Pause.]

[P] “Your name is ‘I’m reading’? Hehe, fine, I’ll just call you bookworm.”

[SFX: Other people maneuvering around on all sides of you]

[You glance behind you and see two boys playing obviously on their phones, getting ready to record]

[...]

[P, casual] “Soooo, someone said that you can ‘read’ people. Like, so well that it’s spooky. Which means we have something in common! I’m really good at reading people, too.”

[Pause?]

[SFX: The book flipping back open]

[P] “Oh, you can keep reading, it’s cool. Check this out.”

[He smiles, just a touch of sadism in it]

[P] “Well, let’s see… You’re on the chubbier side and you’re in a college cafe, reading a book thicker than most people’s cars, so I’m guessing you’re a natural introvert, probably been hurt in the past by some people you trusted, so you fall in love with and make friends with fictional characters. I bet you spend a week depressed if one of them dies in whatever fictional world they live in, too, and use it as an excuse to order in even more food.”

[His cronies barely hold in their laughter while they wait for your reaction. You look at Peter, giving him absolutely nothing, and the snickers die down into nervous laughter after a bit]

[Pause?]

[His smile fades]

[P] “Uh… Yeah, I’m done reading you… How do you feel about it?”

[Pause.]

[P] “...Like I spent an hour on TV tropes and think that I’m some Machiavellian villain now because I’m bored of the sycophants but need their attention in order to function?”

[Pause.]

[His cronies are no longer snickering]

[P, unamused] “...Alright… You read me, now. I want to see it ‘done right’.”

[Oh, now he’s done it]

[Pause]

[You carefully bookmark your page and set your book down, meeting his grin calmly]

[P] “C’mon, beautiful. Give me a read. You’ll see I’m the real deal!”

[Long Pause]

[P] “...You think I’m a walking easy mode? Excuse me?”

[Long Pause]

[His smile quivers but he keeps it up]

[P] “I was born pretty and privileged, so I’ve never had to struggle… And cause I’ve never had to struggle, you think life is going to lay me out harder than anyone else in this school when I inevitably either squeak by or don’t graduate, all my lackeys move on after a few years, and I get stuck in this shitty town reliving the glory days… Just like my Dad.”

[Long Pause]

[P, unnerved] “You think that I’m desperate for purpose but too stupid to lead myself… because even though I think I’m a Dom, you can see right through me and see I’m nothing but a whining Sub that doesn’t have a master to show him how to stop being a bratty little speck of nothing that takes his pranks from a high school sitcom.”

[Pause.]

[P] “...And this is a one-party consent recording state -oh fuck-”.

[One of his cronies that took a seat nearby quickly stands]

[SFX: Chair squeaks]

[C] “OK, dude, I think, uh, I think we should go sit somewhere else.”

[P] “I-I, uh…”

[Pause]

[P, dazed] “...OK.”

[The two stand and walk hurriedly off. His other cronies blink a few times and quickly follow, though you hear the blonde mutter a quiet:]

[C] “Dude… Bookworm has no chill. My teeth hurt from clenching them so hard.”

[SFX: The book opening once more]

[You return back to your book, unbothered. You know he’ll be reliving that ‘read’ for some time, assuming he has the brain cells left to process it]

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[Time Skip - Two Weeks]

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[Scene opens back in your dorm room]

[SFX: Ambient rain outside followed by pages gently flipping]

[You’re curled up in your dorm room, flipping through a new book when you hear a knock:]

[SFX: Knock knock]

[...Pause?]

[P, muted] “I-It’s, um… It’s Peter. From the cafe? Could I just talk to you for a second, please? No pranks.”

[...]

[SFX: The door opening]

[You open the door for the big bruiser and find him looking surprisingly meek]

[P] “H-Hi, um… Look, I’m sorry we tried to record your reaction to… to what was some pretty mean stuff… It was dumb, and even though it wasn’t my idea, I should have known better…”

[Pause?]

[P] “Whose idea was it? Carlotta, in English 101… I dunno, she just really doesn’t like you and I owed her a favor.”

[Pause!]

[P] “I’m sorry!”

[You see him shiver and cock your head to the side]

[Pause??]

[P] “No, I’m not shivering cause of the rain… That’s what I wanted to talk to you about, actually. Can I come in?”

[Pause.]

[He pouts. It’s not very effective…]

[P] “Pretty please? I’m so confused… I just, I don’t know… I think… I think I like being told what to do? Like, you putting me in my place like that was so… I don’t know!”

[Pause.]

[P] “I know you told me so! God, it is so hot when you glare like that and put your hands on your hips like that… You were right, you were SO right, and I want to be told what to do so bad cause I NEVER know what to do!”

[He gets down on his knees, pleading. You can hear others in the dorm mutter in confusion]

[P] “Please, please, please will you tell me what to do? Will you degrade me more? Pretty please????”

[Pause!]

[No matter how you curse him, he just smiles at you dopely]

[P] “Yeah, yeah, like that! Tell me I’m an idiot, tell me that I’m embarrassing myself by begging on my knees in a busy dorm! Tell me that I need to get my life together and seek therapy!”

[You look at him in disbelief. Never have you met a larger sponge for punishment]

[...]

[P] “Come inside and clean the dishes? Of course!”

[SFX: Dishes being done]

[You watch in shock as he hurries in and happily gets to work]

[...Pause?]

[P] “Huh? No, I’ve never had a brain injury while playing football.”

[Pause???]

[P] “Prank? No way… I don’t wanna mess this up. Things finally… make sense.”

[Pause.]

[P, smiling] “It’s OK if you don’t trust me! I’ll work hard so you can order me around in full faith.”

[...]

[You wonder, briefly, if you managed to break a man, this time. Only one way to tell]

[Pause!]

[He turns to you, still smiling]

[P] “Yeah? You called for me?”

[Nuclear armaments loaded]

[Pause?]

[P] “Do I know what I am…? Uh…”

[And…FIRE]

[Pause]

[P, with a fluttery gasp] “A good boy?”

[From his happy little squeals and dance, you guess you didn’t break him… You’ve just ever met a himbo sub]

[P, triumphantly] “I’m a good boy!!! WOO!!”

[...]

[You go back to reading while he continues to do the dishes. He’s saved you a good portion of your afternoon, so why not take advantage before the reality that you’ve acquired a sub hits]

[To be continued]

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Note: How hard do you guys think I laughed while writing this? The answer is YES.

Second note: I don’t care how dumb it is, the title for this script makes me immeasurably happy, dumb pun or not <3