#Zaz? Zaz who? That bitch moved

[zazter-den]

FUCKING TAKE ME OUTTTTT

MAINTENANCE CAME A DAY LATE.

I JUST RAN INTO THE BEDROOM DURING INSPECTION, AND ACCIDENTLY LEFT KATSUKI PORN UP ON MY COMPUTER SCREEN.

THE 4K COMPUTER SCREEN.

I AM NEVER GONNA BE ABLE TO LOOK AT THESE MEN IN THE FACE AGAIN.

[acherontic-visions]

BRUISED KNUCKLES (ch 1 pt 4)

content warning: swearing, underage drinking

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The door opened and Spencer lifted his head from his guitar, his eyes lighting up when he saw Elliot stood behind his brother. He was stood outside, Lucan spoke to him a little but he’s wiping down the kitchen so I brought him up, Emrys was grinning and pushed Elliot towards his younger brother.

“Sorry, the only people that come around here are Nox and Alder, their brothers or Lucan’s friends so he’s excited.” Spencer placed his guitar on the floor and made space for Elliot on the sofa. “It’s okay! He said that your other friends were coming over.”

“Yeah, I had a decent week at school so we’re having Mexican and a bit of a sesh,” he paused and glanced over at Elliot who was texting someone, “if you’re okay with that?”

“Oh… like alcohol and stuff?”

Spencer nodded, “Yeah… we always end up having parties and stuff on a Friday night. You can stay over if you need to.”

Emrys had disappeared into the kitchen to make dinner after turning on the television for the two teenagers. Although, they didn’t really pay attention to it, instead, Elliot was asking about Spencer’s band and the instruments he played.

 “I play guitar, bass, piano and violin and I sing,” Spencer replied to the multiple questions thrown at him by the other boy, “they help me manage my anger, I guess. I can sit for hours just teaching myself songs and composing."

“You write your own songs?” Elliot sat up abruptly; his mouth fell open in shock causing Spencer to chuckle.

“Yeah, do you play anything?”

Elliot nodded, “I can play the guitar but I’m not very good, I’ve only just started learning.”

The conversation between the two came to a halt when the front door swung open and Lucan strolled in, followed by two other teenagers.

“Yo, Spence,” the taller of the two shouted, he had a thick Eastern European accent and stood almost as tall as Lucan. The other had looped his arm around the taller man’s waist and nodded a hello to the teenagers on the sofa.

Spencer’s face lit up as he jumped over the back of the sofa, grabbing the two other boys into a hug. “This week has been hell, I feel like I haven’t seen you two for like three years.”

“Nah, you just missed this ass,” the smaller male made a point of slapping his behind before he burst out laughing. “Who’s this?” he asked, still laughing and gesturing to Elliot.

“Elliot, he’s a school friend,” Spencer laughed before turning to his friend and pointing at the two boys in the doorway, “Nox is the giant and Alder is the arsehole.”

Before Nox and Alder could attack Elliot with questions, Emrys walked into the living room, wiping his hands on his apron and pulling his partner down into a kiss before signing to him. “Em said that dinner will be done in an hour so go into Zaz’s room so Lucan and I can-“ Lucan trailed off and shot Emrys a glare-, “I’m not saying that.”

Spencer grimaced and ushered his friends into his room and muttered, “You do not want to be exposed to whatever those two get up to,” earning a few laughs from the others.

Dinner was amazing; Emrys’ cooking was always good but tonight he had exceeded everyone’s expectations. Spencer had taken to translating the compliments from Elliot and the others, causing his brother to blush as he attempted to say that his cooking wasn’t that good.

After they ate, Lucan took the plates into the kitchen to wash up and Emrys signed something about checking his stock and went downstairs to the café. The teenagers went back into Spencer’s room, picking up their respective instruments and strummed to a few songs they had been practising as Elliot sat down on Spencer’s bed, filming them secretly.

“Are you filming us?” Alder asked, making Elliot jump and drop his phone. “Oh, yeah… I hope that’s okay? I really like making videos about my life and it’s a special interest of mine!”

“No way! Let’s see?” the three band mates all piled on top of each other, eager to see the video that Elliot had taken.

As the hours went by, Elliot became more and more comfortable with the group and he was leaning on Spencer’s shoulder as the four of them watched the film he had chosen. Nox and Alder were cuddled up together on the sofa in the corner of the room, not really paying attention to the film and instead were whispering to each other.

Spencer shifted slightly and lifted his arm up, placing it around Elliot’s shoulders and nuzzled into his hair. Wolf whistles from the sofa made Spencer lift his head up, flipping of the couple who were laughing at him.

His bedroom door opened and Lucan announced that he had just been on an alcohol run, causing the band to leap up and run out of the room with Elliot trailing behind. “I’ll have a vodka and coke,” Spencer shouted into the kitchen as he fell onto the sofa, rolling himself a cigarette before turning to Elliot, “you want one?”

Elliot shook his head and sat down next to the other, “I don’t smoke,” he mumbled.

“Fair enough, it’s bad for you,” Spencer laughed as he took his drink from his brother’s hand. “You want to accompany me outside? I usually smoke in my room but I won’t if you don’t like it,” he walked over to the balcony and lit his cigarette.

“Do your friends smoke?” Elliot asked as he joined Spencer outside.

“Yeah, I think they’re giving us some space though so they won’t come out.”

Why?”

Spencer shrugged and leant over the railing, looking down into the street, “I’ve never really invited anyone over. I only know those two because Lucan went to school with Nox’s brothers.”

“I don’t really have any friends either. My sister has a lot but she’s an utter bitch.”

“She is an utter bitch,” Spencer laughed as he stubbed out his cigarette and flicked it onto the street below.

“Yep. When we were in year eight she told everyone that I was gay and I lost all my friends, that’s when all the bullying started…” Elliot trailed off, his eyes tearing up a little as he remembered all the things Izzy had done to him.

The two of them stood in silence for a few moments before Spencer turned and punched the wall by the balcony doors, “don’t worry about those fuckers anymore, you’re my friend and I will fuck them up if they start anything.”

He glanced at Elliot who hadn’t said anything, slightly worried his outburst had scared the individual but was shocked when the other giggled and took the hand that Spencer punched the wall with. “I’d like that,” he whispered as he inspected the other’s knuckles, “you need to wash your hand, it’s bleeding.”

It was Spencer’s turn to laugh and he nodded, walking back inside and shaking his head as he saw his brother and Alder dancing in the living room. “We were gone for like ten minutes,” he sighed, shoving his hand in his pocket and walking into the bathroom to wipe away the blood on his knuckles.

Elliot made his way into the kitchen where Nox was making drinks, smiling when he heard the taller boy singing in his home language. “That’s a pretty song,” he mumbled.

Nox spun around and grinned, “One of my brother’s sings it all the time, must of got stuck in my head,” he held up a glass and nodded towards the alcohol on the side, “you want a drink?"

“Sure! I haven’t drank alcohol before though”

Nox gasped and grabbed his chest, “What? Never? You’re like sixteen! How have you not drank?”

“I don’t really go out much or having friends to drink with. My parents are weird about drinking but they let my sister drink when she goes to parties.” Nox nodded and passed Elliot a drink who took a small sip and scrunched up his nose at the taste.

“Did I make it too strong? I can add more coke to it?”

Elliot shook his head and smiled, “I’ll get used to it.”

The rest of the night was spent with everyone dancing; Nox had brought the drinks into the living room so they didn’t have to keep taking trips into the kitchen to top up their alcohol intake. Elliot was cuddled up to Spencer who had his arm around his shoulder and was stroking idle patterns in the blonde’s upper arm.

Emrys tapped Lucan’s arm and glanced over to the two cuddled up on the sofa, smiling at how comfortable Spencer looked with his new friend. Alder and Nox had disappeared into Spencer’s room for half an hour only to return wearing each other’s shirts with a new selection of hickeys adorning their necks.

“You better not of got all your man juice on my bed,” Spencer hissed as the two sat down on the armchair by the television, Nox grinned and shrugged before tipping his boyfriend’s head up to kiss him.

“Great… guess I’m sleeping in cum tonight…” he muttered, tapping Elliot’s shoulder and whispering, “Do you want another drink?”

Elliot nodded and moved so Spencer could get up. He couldn’t help but to laugh as Spencer stumbled towards the table, his smile dropping as Spencer stood still and jolted violently. Lucan had turned his attention from Emrys and was now focusing on Spencer who, after a few moments, turned and smiled, “I’m good, just a seizure.”

He grabbed two drinks and sat back down next to Elliot, who gave him a concerned look. After ruffling the concerned boy’s hair he whispered, “I’m epileptic. The seizures get worse when I’m drunk but don’t worry about it okay?” he had to suppress the urge to kiss Elliot’s forehead.

“Okay, you should tell me what to do when you have them but later not now.”

Spencer laughed as the other slurred and stumbled over his words, pulling the other into him as he sipped his drink. “You feeling okay, man?” he smiled, running his fingers through Elliot’s hair.

“Yeah, I’m good. Nox and Alder are sleeping.”

“So they are… it is like three in the morning.”

Emrys kicked Spencer’s leg and signed, we’re going to bed and you two should as well. Spencer gave his brother a thumbs up and stood up, pulling Elliot up and taking him to his bedroom.

When they got into his room, Spencer tossed the other some pyjama’s and stripped off his clothes, getting into bed as Elliot got changed. He rolled a cigarette and nudged Elliot as he got into the bed, “you mind if I smoke?”

“Go for it."

He lit the cigarette and pulled Elliot into a hug, he felt like they were moving a little too fast but he didn’t really care, he felt comfortable. “Thank you for today, it was really nice and you’re really comfy.”

Spencer chuckled, “how are you more adorable when you’re drunk?”

“I’m adorable?” Elliot’s voice was muffled and Spencer could tell that he was on the brink of sleep. He stubbed out his cigarette and turned off his lamp, “yeah, you’re adorable. Now shut up and go to sleep.”

It didn’t take long before Spencer felt Elliot’s breathing change and he nuzzled into the other’s hair, pulling him closer to him as he let his eyes drift shut. He could get used to this.