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Context: No one knew what to make of Rex when he showed up at your school. He's a cold, mean delinquent covered in tattoos. He has no issue laying anyone out who messes with him, and there is a running comment in school: Rex means King, and he is the King of being terrifying. Still, he's never hurt you. He's made you sit on his lap, he's flustered you, he's always got an insult or two but, tonight, he stood up to a wild animal for you after the school trip bus forgot you both. He took a blow to the head and now you are alone with him, praying for rescue while your bully slowly lost consciousness in your arms. He was saved, and told you to stay away... only to decide you're his, now.

Setting: School

Tags:[MM4A][Bully x Listener][Tsundere Bully Speaker][Delinquent Speaker][Protective Listener][Reverse Comfort][Lost Love(?)][Cuddles][VERY Dominant][VERY Possessive][Protective][A Little Toxic][Kisses][You're Mine][VERY Dom][Soft Moment][CW: Implied Abuse/Mild Toxicity]

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[R] = Rex, your terrifying new boyfriend [T] = Tank, Rex's friend, kind of a goober

[Scene opens in the school cafeteria]

[SFX: The joyous chaos of a school cafeteria]

[You make your way through the crowd and plop down next to Rex, who looks at you in confusion]

[R] “... What are you doing, Poppy?”

[Pause]

[R] “Yeah, I can see that you’re sitting with me… I’m asking why.”

[Pause]

[R] “Oh, chocolate milk? Hell yeah, I’ll take the extra. Thank you- wait, hang on! No! Why are you sitting with me?!”

[Pause]

[He appraises you silently]

[R] “I’m your boyfriend now and you want to spend time with me. Sweetheart, angel, love, sugar, honey, DARLING, you do realize that my friends are probably going to make your life Hell if you just hang around them.”

[Pause]

[R] “No, no, no, you don’t just get to say “I trust you” and then start snacking on the terrible cafeteria chicken nuggets like it’s no big deal!”

[SFX: Some others sitting down]

[T] “Ayo Rex. Who’s the cutie?”

[Before Rex can answer, you introduce yourself and offer a hand to shake. The boy frowns but shakes your hand]

[T] “His… partner? Really?”

[Pause]

[T] “Damn… Didn’t think you had it in you, Rex. Congrats!”

[R, through grit teeth] “Thank you.”

[T] “Name’s Tyler, but folks call me Tank. This here’s Jordan, Kyle, and Ash.”

[You shake all of their hands, happily eating your lunch while they talk about this and that]

[T] “Wait, are you the one he stood up to a bear over?”

[R] “Tank…”

[Pause]

[Tank’s face lights up in a smile. You can’t tell if it’s malicious or genuine glee]

[T] “Duuude that’s one Hell of a romance story! Oh man, you two are going to be super popular at prom. You going all out, man? You’ve got that job so I bet you could spoil them rotten.”

[Pause]

[T] “Awww oh my gooood, they’re just happy to be going with you? Rex!! You better put a proverbial ring on this one! They’re so wholesome!”

[You look to Rex and he’s silently fuming. You scoot into his side and bump your head against his arm]

[R] “You’re pushing me, Poppy…”

[Pause]

[R] “No, I… Rrgh… Don’t apologize.”

[Pause?]

[R] “W-What? We didn’t agree on meeting up later to go over homework, what are you talking about?”

[Pause]

[He rubs his face, grumpy beyond the grumpiest levels of grump]

[R] “...Fine. Yeah. I’ll catch you later.”

[SFX: The school bell]

[Time transitions to several hours later]

[SFX: A gentle breeze]

[You sit out in the school courtyard, going through your notes when you feel yourself being scooped up under the arms]

[R] “C’mere, you!”

[Pause!]

[R] “Yeah I’m picking you up under the arms! I’m also way taller than you so quit struggling. Now, c’mere, and look at me.”

[He turns you in his arms, glowering]

[R] “What the fuck was that about, huh?! You trying to embarrass me? Make me look weak now that you know I have a soft spot for you?”

[Pause?]

[R, voice softening] “What? N-No, I don’t want to hurt you. Did I hurt you just now? Fuck, I’m sorry… Here.”

[He gently sets you down, expression harshening again]

[R] “Will you, rrgh, please just explain to me why you’re acting this way?”

[Pause]

[R] “...you want to be a good partner? That’s it? That’s all?”

[Pause]

[R] “...Fine, I’m sitting. You’ve got grass stains on your ass, by the way.”

[You shrug and plop into his lap]

[R] “Hey.”

[SFX: Cloth rustling and a zipper unzipping then zipping back]

[R] “Hey!! Don’t just scuttle under my hoodie like a little gremlin! Why are you being so weird?!”

[Pause]

[He eases even though his heartbeat quickens]

[R] “You want to show me you’re not scared of me…? God, fucking… fine. I guess you can stay in there for right now. If I can wrap my arms around your waist.”

[Pause]

[SFX: Cloth rustling]

[R] “...you smell really nice.”

[Pause]

[R, with a snort] “Gee, thanks. It’s dollar-store deodorant. Very high-end. Alright, fine, you’ve got me temporarily whipped. Why did you want me to meet you here?”

[Pause]

[R] “Studying? Seriously? Not making out? Not getting handsy?”

[Pause]

[He sighs]

[R] “Yes, I’m close to failing algebra, what of it? I don’t care.”

[Pause]

[R] “Oho, you think I do care but just don’t want to admit it because I hate failing? What are you, my fucking therapist?”

[Pause]

[R] “...Really? You think bribing me with kisses is going to motivate me to study?”

[Pause]

[He inhales through his nose and exhales]

[R] “... Fuck you, that’s insidious… They’d best be the greatest kisses that have ever been plucked from someone’s lips, you got that? You don’t get to be all concerned about my future and mental health without having to feed my ego. Got it?”

[Pause]

[He rests his head on your shoulder with another sigh]

[R] “... What do you see your future being like, Poppy?”

[Long Pause]

[Note: Recommend that Rex grunt in acknowledgment as the Listener talks]

[R] “Mmh… You want a lifelong romance, huh? To be looking back at how long you’ve been together and feel warm and content?”

[Pause]

[R, with a scoff] “Yeah, good luck with that. Most relationships wither and die with little to no fanfare.”

[Pause]

[R] “Pshh, trust me, Poppy. That kind of love doesn’t happen very often, if at all. I wouldn’t get my hopes up.”

[Pause]

[He holds you close, looking over your shoulder as you go over maths with him]

[R] “Mmhm. Yep. Quadric formula got it. Mmh… Oops started nibbling on your neck. Nooo, baby, I’m paying attention. Mhm, I promise.”

[Pause]

[He lets out a playful growl as you tousle his hair]

[R] “Rrgh, tousling my hair, huh? Keep pushing me, baby. You aren’t escaping this hoodie if I start to go feral, remember that.”

[Pause]

[R] “...so, in this theoretical future of yours… What’s the guy like?”

[Long Pause]

[R] “Mmh… Gruff but sweet, yep. Sweet in private. Motivated.”

[Pause]

[His voice softens, more subtle this time]

[R] “House in a quiet place… Maybe near the river. Mmh… Yeah, having a boat would be nice just to dick around and maybe fix up. Yeah, that does… that does sound really nice. For a nerd, anyway. You’re forgetting a moat with trained alligators. The defenses would be flattened instantly.”

[Pause?]

[He remains perfectly stoic as he answers:]

[R] By what? Solicitors.”

[You laugh and settle against him, focused on the algebra while he holds you]

[R] “Hey, um…”

[Pause?]

[R] “When I said I love you back at the side of the road…”

[Pause?]

[R] “...yeah.”

[That’s all he offers before settling again, each movement dangerous as you try and teach him algebra]

[To be continued]