Vega watched me closely as I approached, which only added to his image as the big bad wolf in my mind. Maybe it would even be a fitting nickname for him, given his reputation as a bad boy. I chuckled as I stopped in front of him. Vega didn't even blink as he watched me, which brought a smile to my face. Yes, he was a good big bad wolf..
—So, Big Bad Wolf, did you come to steal my candies for Grandma?— I asked, flashing a row of perfectly white teeth at him. Contrary to my expectations, he simply stayed silent, as if unsure what to say. —So, Big Bad Wolf, did you come to steal my candies for Grandma?— I asked, flashing a row of perfectly white teeth at him. Contrary to my expectations, he simply stayed silent, as if unsure what to say.
—Huh... Big Bad Wolf?— He blinked a few times in confusion, and I ended up laughing at his reaction, not different from the times I saw him walking around the pack. Vega was wearing black shorts, showing off his six-pack and muscles, as apparently he, like all the other wolves, seemed to forget that shirts existed. Godric flashed a beautiful smile at me, and as beautiful as it was, it made me suspicious. Godric Vega, the number one ladies' man of the pack, giving me such a big smile? Him, the grumpy one? I brushed off my thoughts and kept smiling.
—Did you come to look for Eloic?— I asked, watching how Vega's reddish skin was illuminated by the moonlight, and his strangely sweet smile could be mesmerizing. I shook my head, scolding myself. The only mesmerizing man in my life was Levi Ackerman. —I'm sorry to inform you, but Eloic's not here,— I replied before he had a chance to respond, knowing that this was the only option that could bring him to the humble Sagan residence. —So... goodbye.—ㅡ
—Ah... Can I wait here?— Vega seemed to ponder as he spoke, which drew a mischievous smile from me. It was inevitable to have mischievous thoughts when Vega, like the other wolves, was known for having a brain made of muscles. I clicked my tongue. Eloic would hate it if I let Godric in, considering the hostility he showed when Vega came to visit him.
—Sure, clean your shoes before you come in.— I gestured towards the mass of muscles and unlocked the door before glancing over my shoulder at the 'big bad wolf' I was inviting into my house. —Okay?— I asked as I took off the rain boots I was wearing. The dirt floor was muddy, and unlike the fools who always walked barefoot, I preferred not to risk getting something pricked or slipping and breaking every bone in my beautiful body.
—So... don't mess anything up, okay?— I paused to analyze the wolf who was staring at me. Godric didn't seem as grumpy as people said. I watched his thin lips open and close as if he wanted to say something. It wasn't my problem. A room and a new season of Teen Wolf were waiting for me, along with a bag full of candies. I hoped with all my might that Stiles and Derek would give some fanservice in this new season, although it was unlikely since it's not usually done in TV series but rather in anime.
Humming to myself, I distanced myself from Godric, eager for ideas to write more Sterek fanfics.
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God, Dylan O'Brien is a god of beauty! Interrupting my internal screams and growls, the sound of something breaking came from the living room, and I didn't need much to know that Eloic had arrived and found Godric. Getting off the messy bed and wiping the small trickle of blood coming from my nose after being exposed to Dylan O'Brien for so long on my screen, I leaped to the door. Normally, I would know when Eloic is approaching because I hardly ever move away from the window in my room. However, I had been so distracted by the series that I had even forgotten to watch the activity outside the house.
If it weren't for the sound of something breaking, I couldn't say I cared about the fight that was probably happening in my living room. I liked to observe things; getting involved was another story.
—Eloic, I BETTER NOT FIND OUT YOU BROKE THE NEW TV MOM BOUGHT!— I yelled, warning them that I was approaching. Certainly, I didn't want to see Eloic and Godric having sex, even though I loved a good yaoi, I doubted it would be exciting to watch my brother having sex. I smiled; they were fighting, but it was a good yaoi scene that I had imagined.
As soon as my feet reached the wooden floor of the living room, an unusual scene came into my field of vision. Eloic and Godric were on top of each other with their fists ready to strike, amidst the destruction around the room indicating that they hadn't just started the fight now. However, that wasn't the unusual part; it was the number of shirtless men occupying the tiny space of my small house.
The scene barely caught my attention; what really grabbed my attention was the new TV thrown on the floor. It was the television that I was almost convincing our mother to put in my room, unlike Eloic, I was the obedient daughter whose lowest grade ever was an A-.
—My TV, Eloic!— My voice grew louder and higher-pitched as I spoke. I had plans to watch something on that perfect HD screen, but Eloic and Vega had destroyed my perfect dream of even seeing Daryl Dixon in HD. A solitary tear rolled down my cheek.