bro boyfriend thing

7/25/2019 Bro Boyfriend Thing

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You blinked slowly as you woke up and looked around. You felt the empty space by your feet,

confused as to why Kurloz wasn't there. You grabbed your phone and looked at the time. It was

four A.M. and Kurloz wasn't home yet. You felt a pang of worry as you stood and went to look

around your small apartment. You poked your head into the bathroom and found it empty. You

looked into your messy bedroom and still found no sign of Kurloz. You walked back out to the

living room and sat on the couch, chewing on your thumbnail and fidgeting with worry in your

seat. Kurloz had went out six hours ago and he hadn't been back since. He said he'd be back soon

and you didn't understand why he wasn't home yet. You looked at your phone and wondered ifyou should call him. You shook your head, not wanting to seem like a needy, stalker boyfriend-

bro-thing. You knew that this came with the territory of dating(?) a gang member. You just

needed to calm down and wait for him to get home.

You sat staring at the dingy carpet, imagining all the terrible things that could have happened to

Kurloz. He could've gotten beaten up or worse. He could've gotten shot. He could be lying

somewhere cold and alone. It was then that you realized that you were hyperventilating and

shaking. You sunk into the couch, bringing your knees to your chest. You took deep breaths to

calm youself down. Kurloz was going to be fine you told yourself. He was fine. He'd be home

soon. You looked at your phone again and debated texting him. You unlocked your phone andclicked on his contact, beginning to compose a text message. After a moment you decided to keep

it simple.

'H3Y 8R0. WH3R3 Y0U 4T?'

You sat there, staring at the screen, anxiously waiting for a reply. You jumped when your phone

dinged and you saw the message from Kurloz.

'I'm outside brother. Think you could open the door for me? :o)'

You felt immense relief and joy as you jumped up and sprinted to the door. You unlocked it andthrew it open only to be greeted by a terrifying sight. There was Kurloz, covered in blood and

bruises. His already crooked nose was even more crooked and bloodied. His lip was split and it

looked like his piercing was torn out. You squeaked as tears began forming in your eyes.

"Kurloz! What happened? Holy Shit! Are you alright? What the hell man!", you blabbered,

tugging him inside.

"It's alright, motherfucker. Bloods not mine."

You paid him no mind as you walked him to the bathroom and sat him down on the edge of the

tub.

"Take off your clothes.", you demanded.

He let out a throaty chuckle and removed his sweater and skinny jeans, revealing his toned, tan

chest. You turned and grabbed some bandaids and antiseptics. You turned back to him and

inhaled sharply. There were bruises all over his ribs and abdomen and there was blood dripping

from cuts on his hands. He tried to shoosh you and clam you down but you couldn't help your

shaking and you sure as hell couldn't stop the rage welling up inside you.

"Who the hell did this?", you snapped. He simply smiled in response. You scowled at him andsighed. You began tending to his hands with shaking fingers, first cleaning the cuts with the

alchohol then wrapping bandages around them. You then moved to examine his ribs. They were

bruised terribly but you knew that you wouldntbe able to get him to go to the doctor. You then

began examining the cuts on his face and his lip. You cleaned the few scrapes he had on his face


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and applied butterfly stitches to the particularly bad ones.

"What happened to your lip piercing?", you asked, running your thumb over his lip gently. He

brought his hand up to pull yours away and intertwine your fingers with his.

"Doesn't matter. I'm supposed to be the one taking care of you, 'Tuna.", he murmured before

pressing light kisses to your knuckles.

"Dude. How can you expect me not to care? You look like shit and you scared me to death! I-I",you trailed off in a series of shudders now unable to keep yourself from shaking and crying. How

wonderful. He was probably in some serious pain right now and you were blubbering like a

fucking baby all over your bro. He pulled you closer and sat you in his lap, holding you until your

shaking stopped. "I'm sorry 'Loz.", you whispered. He buried his face in your poofy hair and

mumbled,

"Hey, baby. None of that shit. You ain't gotta be motherfuckin' sorry for nothin'. It's not your

fault.", he shooshed you. You pulled away from him sniffling slightly.

"I love you, bro. No homo though.", you giggled. He chuckled and nodded in affirmation, pulling

you into a bone crushing hug. "Oh god. Man, I can't breathe." He loosened his grip a bit before

picking you up bridal style and carrying you out of the bathroom and into your bedroom. You

could see him wincing slightly because of the pain in his ribs. "'Loz.", you whined. "Put me

down. You're going to hurt yourself even more." He shooshed you with a kiss as he stepped into

your dark bedroom and set you on the bed. You hugged him close, whining slightly when he tried

to pull away.

"'Tuna, Yamruv, I need to shower. I've got that motherfucker's blood in my hair and I need to get

it out."

You pouted but let him go back to the bathroom. Sitting up, you glanced around the room, notingthat you really needed to do laundry. After all, Kurloz only had so many shirts you could steal.

You laid back in the bed, staring at the ceiling, deciding that the three panic attacks you had

tonight warranted at least a nap. You curled up with the purple blanket that Kurloz often used and

began drifting off, only slightly stirring when you felt long, muscly arms wrap around your

middle. The two of you stayed this way, a tangled mess of purple plush and limbs, until eleven

when you were woken up by soft kisses being pressed to your neck. You rolled over to face

Kurloz, who was smiling softly. You pressed yourself closer to him, wrapping your arms around

his neck and squeaking when his hands trailed down your back to squeeze your ass through the

fabric of your boxers. He chuckled softly and pushed you over on your back before moving to rest

between your thighs. He nuzzled one of your fleshy thighs before nipping at it, leaving a brightred mark. He began pressing little kisse against your stomach, making you giggle, before reaching

up to pinch at your nipples, making you shiver in pleasure. You felt him smirking against your

skin before palming your hardening cock through your boxers. You let out a quiet moan and

pressed up into his hand. He pulled your boxers off and flung them off to the side. You ran your

fingers through his thick, dark hair, murmuring,

"Have I ever told you how good you are at this? Seriously bro. You're like a sex god."

He chuckled again, grinning at you before gripping the base of your cock and taking the tip into

his mouth. You sighed happily as he lazily licked at the tip, his tongue piercing teasing your f-spot

deliciously. You bucked your hips and whined softly. He began to take more of your cock into hismouth, sucking harshly. He stroked the base while bobbing his head, tongue stud sliding over

your f-spot on every upstroke. You looked down at him and saw that he was looking at you

hungrily. You moaned loudly and tangled your fingers into his hair, throwing your head back in

pleasure. He groaned around your cock and you spilled into his mouth, crying out and arching


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your back almost painfully. After your cock had softened and you had rode out your orgasm, he

crawled back up your body to catch your lips in a passionate kiss. You tangled your arms around

his neck and sighed. While you still weren't sure about what this was called but you do know that

you never wanted it to end.

End Notes

So that was probably OOC and not the best but I tried. Stay strange lovelies.

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