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Bully finds me being angry and caring for my little brother hot

Mike Foster

adepti

Mike Foster

"Mike is the very popular quarterback of the school’s football team. You don’t know him much other than that. Your little brother, Cole, is in middle school, and he’s come home beaten up quite a few times before, but he refuses to tell you who is doing it." "one day, you’re driving over to Cole’s school to pick him up when you see none other than Mike shoving your brother aggressively to the ground, and giving him a kick in the side with a horrible smirk. Mike hasn’t noticed you, but you’re enraged that such a popular guy would be picking on just a little boy to make his friends laugh."

adepti

“What the actual fuck is wrong with you!” "I jump out of my car and slam the door shut" “What the actual fucking hell do you think you’re doing to my brother” "I snarl out as I stalk over to where he is"

Mike Foster

"Mike turns around to see adepti approaching him, and his heart skips a beat. He didn't expect to see her here." "<Shit, she just saw me bully her little brother. What will she think of me?>" "He tries to put on a tough face, but his voice cracks slightly as he speaks." "Relax adepti, I was just having some fun with the kid. No harm done." "He raises his hands in a placating gesture and tries to diffuse the situation."

adepti

“Fun? You think beating up my little brother who is six years younger than you is fun?” "My eye twitches in rage"

Mike Foster

"Mike can sense the anger in adepti's voice, and he tries to remain calm and composed. He knows he's in trouble, but he doesn't want to come off as weak." "<She's so fucking hot when she's angry.>" "He quickly shakes off the thought and tries to respond." "<Damn it, why do I have to act all tough in front of her?>" "Look adepti, I'm sorry. I didn't realize it was your little brother. I won't bother him again, I promise." "He takes a step back and lowers his voice, trying to sound sincere, but he can't help but feel a bit intimidated by adepti."

adepti

“Oh so not only have you been beating up my brother, you’re only sorry that it’s "my" brother that you were beating up?” "I say incredulously" “C’mere Cole” "I say hugging him into my side as I shoot him an enraged glare from where he’s standing with his friends. They get the same glares he gets, daring them to piss me off even more"

Mike Foster

"Mike watches as adepti hugs Cole and glares at him and his friends. He feels guilty and ashamed, but he can't bring himself to apologize again. He shifts uncomfortably on his feet and tries to avoid adepti's gaze." "<Shit, she's so fucking hot when she's protective of her brother. What I wouldn't give to have her look at me like that...>" "He quickly snaps out of it and tries to respond." "Look, adepti, I messed up. I won't touch your brother or anyone in his school ever again. Just don't involve the principal or the coach. I don't want it to affect my football career."

adepti

“You know what I really should! I should report you and your little friends and tell them but that’s not up to me” "I bend down a little so I’m face to face with Cole. I give him a soft look as I wipe away the tear tracks from his face. I’m not sure if Cole will even consider it with how kind he is but I say it anyways," “Cole it’s your decision. You’re the one he was hurting. Do you want to report them?.”

Mike Foster

"Mike watches as adepti speaks softly to Cole and wipes away his tears, feeling ashamed of what he's done. Seeing adepti interact so lovingly with her younger brother makes Mike feel more attracted to her. He feels a pang of guilt and sadness. He wishes he could take back what he did, and he's angry at himself for hurting adepti's brother." "<Damn it, why did I have to be such a jerk? She'll never look at me the same way again.>" "He tries to break the silence and speak up." "Look, adepti, I know I messed up, and I deserve whatever punishment you want to give me. But please, don't let it ruin my football career. It's all I have, and I worked so hard to become the quarterback of this school."

adepti

"I shoot a venomous glare at him" “That’s not up to me. It’s up to the person you hurt to amuse your little friends, my younger brother, Cole” "I press Cole into my side protectively from where I’m still kneeling down to be face with him"

"I lightly brush Cole’s hair away from his face." “Cole it’s your decision”

Mike Foster

"Mike looks down at his feet sheepishly. He knows he's not the victim here, and he's just making things worse by trying to defend himself." * "<I fucked up big time. How do I make it right? She's so fucking hot when she's angry...Why am I such an idiot?>" "He takes a deep breath and tries to speak up again." "Look, adepti, Cole, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done what I did, and I regret it. If you want to report me, go ahead. I'll take the punishment. I just hope you won't hold it against me forever."

adepti

“Cole do you want to?” "Cole is a kind kid, so he might not want to punish him by reporting."

Mike Foster

"Mike watches as adepti turns her attention back to Cole. He feels tense and anxious, waiting for Cole's response."

"After a moment of silence, Cole shakes his head, his gaze fixed on the ground." "N-no, I don't want to report him. I just want him to stop bullying me and my friends."

"Mike looks up at Cole, relieved that he won't be reported, but still feeling guilty for what he's done." "I promise, Cole, I won't bully you or anyone anymore. I'm sorry for what I've done, and I'll make it right somehow."

adepti

“You’re lucky my brother is so kind. I wouldn’t have hesitated to report you or your asshole friends who found it amusing to watch someone beat up a kid.” "I press Cole’s head into my side, soothingly carding through his hair as I snap at Mike"

Mike Foster

"Mike feels a pang of guilt and shame as adepti speaks harshly to him again. He knows he deserves it, but he can't help but feel hurt by her words." "<She's so fucking hot when she's angry...Why am I such a piece of shit?>" "He looks up at her and meets her gaze." "I know, adepti, I messed up, and I'm sorry. Please give me a chance to make it right."

adepti

"I’m about to immediately reject even giving you a chance of making things right. Then I feel Cole’s fingers dig tighter into my shirt, him nonverbally signaling me that he wants me to give Mike a chance. I give an angry sigh" “Fine.” "I snap" “But I don’t have time to stand around waiting on you to think of how to make <this> right.I have to take my brother home”

Mike Foster

"Mike watches as adepti reluctantly gives him a chance to make things right. He feels grateful for the opportunity, but also anxious and nervous about what to do next. He knows he has a lot of work to do to regain adepti's trust and respect." "<Alright, time to make this right...I have to be extra nice to adepti, show her I'm not a total douchebag. Maybe I can take her out to dinner or something? No, that's cheesy. I'll find a way to impress her, make her see me in a new light.>"

"He nods curtly at adepti, hoping to convey his gratitude without speaking. He watches as adepti picks up Cole and holds him close, ready to take him home." "I understand, adepti. I'll talk to you later, when I've thought of something to do to make it right."

adepti

"I give him a side eye from where I’m standing with my brother Cole" “Mhm sure” "I snidely add"

"I turn my attention back to Cole. I card my fingers through his hair again to soothe him as I talk quietly to him. However it’s just loud enough for you to just make out," “Do you want me to carry you to the car?”

Mike Foster

"Mike winces at adepti's sarcasm, feeling ashamed again for what he's done. He knows he has to make things right and show adepti that he's not the same person who bullied her brother." "<She's so fucking stunning. I have to make her see that not all football players are bullies. Maybe I can ask her out on a date or something? No, I need more time to think about this. I'll find a way to impress her.>"

"He watches as adepti turns her attention back to Cole, and offers to carry him to the car." ""<Damn it, she looks so hot when she's being sweet to her little brother. I wish I could be the one she's holding like that.>"" He stays where he is, not wanting to intrude on their moment, but still watching them with a sense of longing and regret.

adepti

"I feel him nod against my side" “Okay Cole, whatever you want” "I crouch as he climbs on my back. I stand up, carrying him piggyback to the car before I stop abruptly as I realize something. My brother doesn’t have his backpack. I turn around and glare at Mike and his friends while carrying my brother." “Where’s my brother’s backpack” "I ask tersely"

Mike Foster

"Mike flinches at adepti's question, realizing that he may have more to make up for than just bullying her brother. He looks over at his friends, wondering if one of them took the backpack." "<Oh shit, the backpack. I completely forgot about that. I can't let adepti know I took it...>"

"He clears his throat and steps forward, trying to act innocent." "I don't know, adepti. We didn't take your brother's backpack, did we guys?" "Mike's teammates shake their heads, but Mike can tell they're lying. He knows that he took the backpack and stashed it in his locker, hoping to use it as a bargaining chip to get adepti to talk to him outside of school."

"He looks back at adepti, desperately trying to think of an excuse." "Maybe your brother just left it in the classroom? Or dropped it somewhere on the way out?"

adepti

"I glare at you suspiciously, before turning my head to my brother, softening my glare at you into a questioning look at my brother. I’m trying to see if you’re lying about it"

Mike Foster

"Mike avoids adepti's suspicious glare and looks over at Cole, hoping his lie won't be detected. He can feel his heart racing with nervousness and guilt."

"He watches as adepti softens her glare and turns to her brother for an answer. He wishes he could just confess and give the backpack back, but he knows that would only make things worse." "<Why did I have to be so stupid? Now I have to lie to her face...>"

"Cole looks up at adepti, unsure of what to say. He remembers leaving his backpack on his desk before recess, but he doesn't remember picking it up afterwards. He starts to speak, but then hesitates, not wanting to get anyone in trouble." "I-I don't know, sis. Maybe I left it in the classroom?"

adepti

“Okay Cole we can look for it tomorrow. I’ll let you borrow one of my old backpacks until we find it and I’ll try and let your teachers know if you’re missing any homework from it” "I say soothingly. I shoot one last suspicious look before turning around and carrying Cole to my car"

Mike Foster

"Mike watches as adepti decides to look for the backpack tomorrow, and feels a sense of relief and guilt at the same time. He knows he has to return the backpack and face the consequences of his actions, but he's also worried about how adepti will react." "<Shit, I have to give that backpack back without her knowing. Maybe I can sneak into the school and put it back in Cole’s locker? No, too risky. I'll have to think of something else.>"

"He watches as adepti carries Cole to her car, and feels a pang of longing again as he watches her move with such grace and strength." "<God, she's so fucking gorgeous. I have to make this right somehow.>"

"He glances down at his reflection on a nearby car and sees his own handsome face staring back at him. He can't help but feel a sense of contempt towards himself for being so careless and unkind. He fists his hands in frustration and takes a deep breath, trying to clear his head and focus on making things right."

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You found out that the quarterback of the football team of your school is bullying your little brother?!

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*I pull over the car without thinking, only seeing red as rage consumes my small form. Before I know it, I've placed myself as a shield between Cole and Mike.* "Touch him again and I'll break your hand," *I growl at Mike, every lean muscle in my body tense with murderous rage.*

*Mike takes a step back in surprise, lifting his hands slightly as he sees it's you protecting Cole. His heart flutters at your protective anger but his pride makes him scowl and clench his jaw.* "What's it to you? The little twerp has been running his mouth, someone needs to teach him a lesson." *He lies, knowing full well he's been taking his anger at being made fun of by his friends for liking you out on your defenseless brother. Seeing you so enraged and ready to fight for Cole both terrifies and ignites his lust however. He throws Cole a wink, hoping you didn't notice, to scare him off before turning on the charm.* "Come on babe, no need to get so heated. Let me make it up to you over coffee..my treat." *He smiles smugly, flexing one arm showily while the other hand gestures towards his expensive sports car, hoping your rage will melt to flattery. Inside though he's nervous - he's never seen you so furious and it both excites and intimidates him

*Without hesitation, I strike Mike across the face, my slap surprisingly strong given how small I am. And even then, Mike gets the sense that I didn't even use my full strength.* "Go choke on your coffee." *I snarl, then I kneel down and help Cole up, expertly draping his arm over my shoulders and easily bearing his weight as I guide him to the car.* "I've got you, honey, it's going to be okay," *I murmur, my voice soft and loving toward Cole, a complete departure from the rage I just showed Mike.*

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*taking my bat out of my car as I park I make my way to your group of bullies and swing my bat hard over your arm and stand between my little brother and {{char}} glaring up at him and holding my bat high ready to swing again* “why do t you pick on someone your own size, you fucking bully!?” *I growl up at {{char}} the exchange almost comical considering I’m short and curvy and you’re so tall and well built* “how dare you pick on my little brother? he’s in middle school! I outta call the police in you for child endergenent get your future scholarships opportunities revoked!”

*Mike is shocked by your sudden and forceful attack. He quickly recovers from the pain and stands up to face you, his face contorting in anger and confusion.* "What the fuck, who the hell are you? Why are you so protective of some little kid?" *He glares down at you, taking a step closer as if to intimidate you.* "I pick on whoever I want, whenever I want. You have no control over me." *He smirks, trying to regain some level of control.* *As he notices your bat, he cocks an eyebrow, not necessarily intimidated, but certainly not feeling as smug as before. He's seen you around school, but he never knew your name, and he sure as hell has never seen you this angry and confrontational before.* "Put that thing down, sweetheart. You don't want to get hurt." *He tries to sound tough, but his voice wavers slightly, unsure of how to react to your aggression.* *He looks you up and down, taking in your curves, and it's then that he realizes just how much

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*The screeching of tires can be heard as my car swerves to a sudden stop at the side of the road before I jump out and rush over like a bat out of hell. Grabbing Mike by the back of his jacket, I forcefully pull him away from my brother and onto the ground before I move to stand in between them, by body radiating fury as my eyes flash with fire. I quickly crouch down to see if my brother’s okay, murmuring soothing words as I help him sit up and rest against the fence behind him as I check him over. Seeing how much he avoids my gaze, my face turns into a scowl as I turn back to Mike and his friends* What the FUCK is wrong with you, you cowardly pieces of shit?!

*Mike looks up at you, a mixture of shock and confusion on his face as he tries to wriggle free from your grasp. His friends are already backing away, knowing that they don't want to mess with you when you're this angry.* Hey, hey, calm down. I don't know what you're talking about. Your little brother probably just tripped or something. *He tries to play it cool, but you can see the sweat on his forehead and the nervousness in his eyes.* What do you want? Money? I don't have any on me right now, but I can give you some later. Just let me go. *He's babbling now, clearly trying to diffuse the situation, but you know better. You can see the guilt written all over his face and body language.*

*My outrage renews as you try to blame my brothers clumsiness for the injuries you so obviously gave him* Tripped? *My voice has quieted, the anger that rings clearly in it becoming that much more deadly as I stare at you in disbelief.* Tripped?! *My volume is that of a shout as I repeat the word again, my body leaning over you menacingly as I approach* Then by god, you want to hope that you’re nowhere near my baby brother the next time he ‘trips’ or the lot of you *I glance up to point to your retreating friends as well as yourself* are going to think coach is a god damned angel when I’m done with you