Don’t Let This Happen

The next day started as complete chaos with Mago being super hyper about his school and king being king, reluctant to any need that Mago might have.

It all began Just a few hours before when Mago woke up from his dreamland, stretching his limbs and moaning like a tired princess while swaying the blanket away from his body and bathing in the sunlight that was not even present in the room at all, sighing he took a deep breath pretending to inhale the freshness of early morning breeze that was again not even present in the room.

The act went on for a few minutes until he noticed the empty left side of the bed.

King was gone.

“Where did that thing go?” Mago asked himself tiredly while looking around the room. His eyes met the table clock at the king’s side and they went wide just the size of a golf ball.

Monday!!!

Mago gasped loudly watching as the seconds were passing like in a routine. The past two days in his life went like a storm, always going in and out, dragged like a doll, and depravity of basic necessities like his own clothes and food, Mago forgot about his school schedule.

Now that he remembers it, he also recalls how Mr Mark has warned him not to be late again or he is gonna get his ass whooped for real.

Stumbling and jumping he reached the bathroom door, took a quick rinse and rushed back to the closet. In his haste, Mago didn’t notice when he opened the closet door which had the expensive wear hanging neatly.

Pulling out a silk white shirt and a pair of black jeans, Mago changed his clothes and dashed downstairs without doing his hair and other things.

Upon reaching the dining area he found king situated on his chair, eating a sausage stuck on his fork and his other hand busy holding his cell phone on which he was watching something.

“fuck…fuck …fuck...” Mago cursed bumping into the table and jerking it slightly. King looked up from his phone and smirked at him before looking back at his phone.

“well….well…well…..look who is here,” he said leaning in to take a bite of the sausage before continuing

“you are lucky the time for breakfast is not over be-“ he was cut off when Mago interrupted him.

“fuck your breakfast…….I am getting late for my school!” he yelled and cursed at the same time making king choke on his food. Coughing, he glared at the boy standing there wearing his….

“wait a fucking minute…..what the hell are you wearing?” the king asked a little bewildered at the choice of clothing Mago was wearing. They were expensive and for special occasions only.

But to be honest, Mago looked fucking lit in them. Although they were too big on him like the shirt was ridding off his shoulder while his pants had several folds at the ankle and his waist was tied with a long belt which had its end hanging at his side. He looked adorable

“I am wearing what I was able to find in your damn closet…….now please can we leave…I am getting late” Mago replied looking at the clock on the wall.

“I am not your fucking servant baby boy……you gotta have to be a little polite while asking for something,” the king said leaning back comfortably on the chair, and picking up his glass of juice.

Mago looked at him with stinky eyes before he walked up to the king and stood right in front of him. the way he approached had a little provocation that he was oblivious to himself but the king felt it.

Felt in his heart how soft and beautiful that boy looked in his clothes, how he moved with an energetic pace yet graceful and how his cute face was adorned with anger and annoyance.

How fucking cute!!

Standing there he huffed and took a long breath, taking the character of a cute pleading boy seriously. Leaning down a little to king’s level, he met his eyes with the older and held the gaze there for a period of two minutes before he began.

“I am getting late for my school……my professor is gonna be so mad at me……I will be embarrassed in front of my classmates….” Mago said slowly like a practised speech, still bent down.

“don’t let this happen to your boyfriend king……just take me to school and I will be grateful to you for my entire life……. help me pleasey” he finished with the most adorable pout resting over his pink plump lips.

King was in aww. His focus never wavered until Mago finished his rant. so lost in his boyfriend, the king forgot to even blink making the younger look a little awkward who was bent forward to talk.

Mago on the other hand was losing patience, he wasn’t trained to keep up his façade for a long while and the king was taking so long to answer him.

Here we go then

“do you plan to come back to earth and answer me orrrrr……….should I repeat that all again……” he asked with the fakest smile ever.

King blinked once, twice and thrice eventually making Mago give up on his drama. The younger stood straight and looked at the king with a glare.

The older smiled before he also stood up leaving his unfinished breakfast and walked out of the room, Mago following him like a lost puppy. King stopped when he reached the main door of the manor and looked back at the younger who was standing at the door to the dining room and not following him.

Was the king being nice for once and taking him to school or was he being a sly fox that was going to do what he pleases?

The questions were swimming on his tongue but he didn’t dare to ask not because he was scared but because he couldn’t trust his tongue at that moment.

“do you plan to get inside the car and leave for your school orrrr………should I carry you and do it myself,” the king asked unamused pulling Mago out of his thoughts. The younger smiled widely and jumped after the king to go to his school, hoping to be on time.

……..

Late

He was fucking late; it was almost 10 am when they reached outside of the school. Mago cursed loudly while opening his door and dashed out without saying anything.

King watched him curious plus amused, shaking his head at the younger he asked his driver to move the car and to his own world.

…

Mago busted through his class door and heard his teacher gasp loudly at the intrusion. They both panted while looking at each other. Mr Mark was getting mad as his eyebrows were starting to crease while Mago was getting nervous, ready to face the consequences.

“Mr Mago!....y-” Mr Mark roared loudly but Mago interrupted him.

“I know I know I am late but that’s not my fault sir…” Mago said heaving a sigh when an idea popped into his head.

“oh really…. then who is honourable being that was so interested in making you late Mr Mago,” Mr Mark said sarcastically, the class giggling at that.

“my boyfriend……he wasn’t letting me go in the morning…….I told him you would be mad but he wasn’t listening to me until I kissed him quiet…” Mago replied equally sarcastic with his tone.

“I am not interested in your love life Mr Mago………you should be on time an-“Mr Mark was again interrupted, this time he sighed.

The boy was a pain in the ass

“but it's interesting Mr Mark ….you will enjoy it I swear” Mago continued making others giggle at him again, Mickey being one of them too.

“go to your seat Mr Mago…..please” the professor was tired of him, didn’t know how but he cursed the day he was assigned this class to him.

Mago bowed in appreciation and hopped to his seat joyfully, he was safe from the whooping he was promised to get.

………..

“yo-yo Mickey!!” Mago yelled excitedly, joining his friend at the lunch table. Mickey was glad to see Mago in one piece, not damaged in any way.

“what’s wrong with your clothes?” that was the first question mickey asked, Mago raised a brow at him before stealing a chip from his tray.

“They are not mine …simple,” he said munching down the French fry.

“he let you?” Mickey asked while placing his basket of chips in front of Mago to eat. It was normal for them, Mago didn’t get any money from his foster home so he usually starved himself until Mickey shoves something in his mouth.

“he had to…..no fucking choice” he smiled smugly eating his chips in a hurry. Mickey noticed and stopped Mago without saying anything. Picking one chip at a time, he started feeding the younger calmly.

“I bet you are making his life hell aren’t you baby?” Mickey asked wiping a drop of sauce from Mago’s lips.

“more like he is making it but anyway………” Mago mumbled in his mouth not to worry mickey at any cost, he was the only one he has out in the world.

“what do you mean….is he hurting you or something?” Mickey, as expected, asked him seriously.

“no I am not hurt but that’s not what I want to discuss now please….” His puppy eyes were effective everywhere Mago wanted and surely they affected Mickey too.

You know…. the demo with the king at breakfast?

Mickey looked at him suspiciously but didn’t pry any further. Mago wasn’t the quietest when he was troubled so he was relieved about the matter for now.

“exams are starting soon” the older reminded helping Mago to drink his juice. Mago nodded and leaned back on Mickey’s shoulder, closing his eyes. Everyone around watched them with jealousy whenever they were like this, cuddly and caring. Many eyed them with hatred, many with envy and some of them with a murderous glare like Patty.

“I miss our hangout days so baddddd…” Mago whined loudly taking the attention of the passer-byes. Mickey snickered at him, poking him to tickle at his side making Mago to jerk away.

“is it possible now?.....with your bower boy,” mickey asked caressing younger’s hair.

“oh I am not scared of any bitch…we gonna hang out whenever we want” Mago finished and mickey laughed. Enjoying their lunch together, both boys gossiped about many things unaware of someone who was glaring at them from distance.

…………

It was after school when Mago was waiting for Mickey at the school gate, pulling at a twig and forming many strings out of it.

It was a fun activity

Mickey reached after fifteen or so minutes and they both started their walk outside the school when Patty appeared in front of them suddenly.

“oh hi Mr Richie Rich!…” she exclaimed with a mischievous glint in her eyes, telling that she was up to no good.

“Hello, Miss Bitchy Bitch…..what’s up?” Mago replied and Mickey pulled at him warning him.

“nothing special…. just here to teach you a lesson” she smiled evilly, Mickey getting worried over her confidence. She was normally tamed in his presence but today seemed a little off.

“a lesson?,…..about what?” Mago asked and for the first time, he was concerned.

“a lesson about not lying……and…..yeah…..a lesson about being loyal to your lover aka my brother,” she said pacing before them like a hyena making mickey to look around but he found nothing but them alone.

 “Jana is no lover of me… you stupid whore…….and I did not lie about my boyfriend!!!” Mago yelled frustrated, irritated. Why can’t they leave him alone?

“See that’s the reason why I am here……to teach you how to behave………because you will be trained like a good dog you are… after I am done with you” she threatened and before both the boys could do anything, a bunch of big, bad boys came out and ambushed them from their back.

It all happened in a second, both Mickey and Mago were attacked like wild animals. It was all clear that the main focus was Mago since he was beaten brutally by those hulky men.

Mickey was fast to counter back but Mago wasn’t that experienced, he did charge and proudly packed a punch on one of the boy’s faces but still, he was alone and fragile in many ways.

One of the boys kicked him on his knee, buckling him over and gaining a cry out of pain. The pain was immense as if the bone was cracked. Trying to stable himself, Mago raised his head only to get a blow right on his nose and he went flying to the ground.

Once he landed harshly on the ground, the boys started to kick and punch him wherever they could. Mago cried loudly when a strong hit was delivered to his ribs. He coughed badly, heaving for breath.

 “enough!” Patty shouted and the boys stopped. They gathered around her back while she smiled at the broken Mago.

Mickey rushed past them, pushing Patty with a force that she stumbled hard and twisted her ankle. He tried to check Mago by holding him but the younger winced giving satisfaction to the bitch standing there.

“Now you know how to behave you little shit………this is for what you did to us,” she said with her nose flaring with rage as she stomped away with the bunch. One of them kicked Mago on his shin with his boot before snickering and running away, earning a small rock on his back from Mickey.

Although Mickey was bruised but the younger’s condition was worse. His lips were busted while his nose was bleeding and his ribs and legs were hurting badly due to the harsh impact.

“Mago!...oh my god…baby…baby look at me” Mickey called Mago who cackled tiredly trying to look at his friend.

“s.she is a….a..f..fucking bitch…isnt …s.she” Mago asked wincing with every word, tears dropping from his eyes continuously. Mickey nodded, sadness engulfing his mind seeing his friend so broken.

 thank you for reading 😢😥.