Daegan POV
I ignored everything around me as I walked down the halls of this American hell. I walked briskly, my head up, and focused on where my next ten would be. 'What the fuck was the problem with all these fuckers just blocking the hallway?' I huffed and side stepped some assholes and accidentally bumping into one of them.
"Hey, watch where the-", the guy hurled around to speak only to meet my chest before looking up at my face.
I frowned at him, glancing back at his equally silent buddies. I looked back to the guy I ran into and gave him another look before muttering an excuse to me and continuing on my merry way. I couldn't help but grin a tiny bit as I walked away from what could've gone really bad. Tenoa would've been proud of me for that; I even said 'excuse me' for crying out loud!
I was trying to be a bit nicer as Tenoa explained to me. Apparently the "mysterious, off-putting new kid" shtick had worn off and he needed to actually be social with his peers. I didn't exactly agree with that for several reasons. I had him and it wasn't like we only made out every time we got together. I had learned so much about anime and Superhero shit; I even figured out where that stupid "Captain Scotland" nickname came from.
I went up to my locker and put in my combination before yanking off my combination lock. I groaned as I looked at my practice bag. Make no mistake, I enjoyed lacrosse, it was a lot better than American "football", but it was taking up time I could use doing something else. Tenoa's aunt doesn't like him going out on weeknights after dark, and with my training schedule we wouldn't be able to go out until the weekend. We still hadn't even had our second date.
I pulled the bag out and put it down, going to grab my books. I don't know why these lockers were so small, yet they threw these giant books at us? As I was looking for my notebook, I felt someone in my space. I knew it wasn't Tenoa or Otto, so I really didn't feel the desire to acknowledge them. However, I could feel the eyes on the side of my head and knew I needed to get this over with.
"Do you need something or are you just gonna stand in my way?", I muttered as I turned to see the intruder.
The blonde girl just stared up at me, green eyes now borrowing into my face instead of my back. "Hey Daegan", she said in a high pitched voice while twirling her curly hair.
I recognized her, she was in my Honors Algebra class. No longer curious as to who was in my space, I brushed her off and continued pulling books out my backpack. I saw no point in talking to her. I didn't even remember her name, and I didn't plan on asking for it either. What I did remember was that I didn't particularly enjoy talking to her. I continued to take out my books while she just stood there.
"Do you need something?", I grunted, eyebrow raised at this weirdo looking all in my face.
She continued twirling her hair, leaning against the locker beside him, "You're like so tall, how tall are you?", she asked through pouted lips.
I legitimately rolled my eyes before glancing over at her. Instead of looking uncomfortable or offended with my briskness, which I was honestly sad about. It would seem too many people have become used to my "attitude", such as Tenaya and Mr. Martin.
"200.66 cm", I grunted as he continued to collect my textbook; if she was so curious then she could convert it from metrics herself. I was sick of this question. People would repeatedly ask me, and it was annoying as fuck. Why the hell was my height such a big deal? Yeah, I knew I was tall as shit, but did people need to obsess over it? Americans were strangely obsessed with tall people, and I found it weird. I wasn't even the tallest person back home, especially in Europe.
She didn't say anything after that and neither did I. She was just staring at me smiling; it creeped the ever-loving fuck out of me. I shrugged her off, taking my things to head to my next class only to find her still standing there as if waiting for something.
The bell suddenly rang, and I shut my locker and locked it before turning back on my heels. The chick was still there, but I just went around her. It was better than me running her over.
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Normal POV
Daegan sat in his usual booth, looking around the cafeteria silently as he at his lunch. He was sitting with Otto and the guy's today, not that he particularly minded. Tenoa had an appointment today, so he was on his own for now, which he surprisingly didn't mind.
They were all chatting, well the guys were, and Daegan nodded or frowned as he tried to follow along. They had started coming to lunch more, which Daegan was grateful for. He'd noticed Tenoa didn't eat much at school. He didn't have anyone to eat with, so he usually avoided it altogether and stayed in the library. Daegan honestly wondered how Tenoa managed to function before; he seemed so content despite it all, but damn if his doll didn't have this glow about him now. He also got a kick out of the fact that Tenaya saw it too. He was good for Tenoa and vice versa.
Their conversation was cut short as Tenoa entered the cafeteria. Daegan immediately stood up, like a ginger beacon in the darkness and the small boy found him immediately. He could see the glare from his braces as he smiled, waving at him. Daegan waved back and took the strides to meet him halfway.
Once they were within arm's reach, they clasped hands, ignoring the stares as they joined the guys. Dagenham reclaimed his spot, placing Tenoa's bag on his left side.
"Hey Ten!", Otto called out in greeting with an echo from the rest of the guys.
He waved back at the guys, sliding into the seat beside Daegan. He had gotten used to the guy's company and it was a plus that Otto was so nice. Daegan silently slid his tray over to offer It only for Tenoa to shake his head. His face soured for a moment as a grunted pain let his lips.
Daegan leaned down to his ear, "Your mouth sore, doll?", he whispered into his ear low enough for only him to hear.
Tenoa nodded, resting his head against his broad chest, "C- can't wait til I finally g- get my braces off." He was tired of having a sore mouth and not being able to eat because his mouth hurt so much. He refused to believe his teeth were that banged up before.
"Neither can I", Daegan agreed, smiling in his ear, "waiting for the day I get to see that perfect smile as you're sucking on my cock", he whispered hotly, squeezing his side playfully.
Tenoa squeaked, burying his head in his hands, "Y- you can't s- say stuff li- ike th- that!", he scolded through red cheeks. God he was worse than Hentai, Manga and Pornhub combined. Tenoa had become a bit desensitized to his vulgar speech and he still didn't know if that was a good or bad thing. Tenaya wasn't exactly wrong to say he was a bad influence.
"Just jokes, doll", he assured him, putting his arm around his shoulder and nipping at his ear, "sorta."
Tenoa fidgeted from his lips on his ear, glaring up at him. Daegan chuckled, picking at his tray with his free hand as he snuggled into his opposing side. The smaller relaxed into his warmth, content even as Daegan picked up his hand.
"You painted your nails", he wasn't asking, just stating it which was still kind of dumb since he could see them.
Tenoa tensed slightly, fingers tensing under his touch, "Y- yeah", he answered, titling his head back to look up at Daegan, "y- you like them?"
The red head looked back at his hand, flipping it over in his large palm before lacing their fingers together. Tenoa couldn't help but smile at the romantic gesture, cheeks burning despite this being the most tame PDA they've ever had. "Yeah", he answered with a grin, "you should do mine", he suggested, kissing his temples.
Tenoa couldn't even come up with a reply, giggling at the scratching of his beard as he thought about Daegan letting him paint his nails. What color would he like? Maybe they could match? It sounded like a cute little date hangout idea. He could give him a facial and paint his nails. He liked the idea of being alone with Daegan more; the guys were nice, but definitely disrupted the little bubble they had in the library.
Speaking of disruptions, their moment was interrupted by the sound of a camera shutter and a camera flash across the table. The two's heads snapped over to the origin of the light and sound to find Malik and Otto holding their phones up, looking like deer's frozen in headlights.
Daegan shot daggers at the camera, "Fuck ya doing?"
Otto dropped his phone with a thud as Malik held his to his chest, laughing as Otto moaned about his freshly cracked screen. Tenoa snorted against his side at the scene.
Kenny grabbed Malik's phone, ignoring his complaints as he started fiddling with his phone before turning it to them, "We gon' put this on Tik Tok", he cackled, showing them the clip, "Y'all gonna be viral; looking all cute and booed-up." He wasn't wrong, they looked more than cute. Daegan had his arm around Tenoa with his head tucked under his chin as he whispered to Tenoa and he smiled.
Fuck he was whipped.
Endnotes: Daegan just telling us what we already know. Meanwhile, I'm sowing seeds 👀. Ngl I feel like something needs to happen to pick up pace...😈. Be sure to leave a vote or a comment. Happy to be back guys! I'm officially a college graduate with my B.S. in Psychology 👩🏿🎓! I'm so thankful to have you guys and my returning community on Wattpad and across all my platforms. Despite all I've been through with my writing, it helped me get through college and I'm grateful for all you weirdos!! 🥹🤧😭 my mom just had a hysterectomy and I'm taking care of her the next 2 weeks. Her procedure went well and we are just focused on recovery!