❝ You need to find yourself a girl, mate. ❞ ( dex!! ahA!! )
( @dexterxagma )
“how dare you!” he immediately threw a vase at him without aiming. “mind your own business, you twig! i do not need a girl at all!” it shattered on the ground near the boy’s feet. the sight made him sick. “what makes you think i need to find myself a girl in the first place??” he stood up and paid no attention to the mess he had just created. “huh?”
jonathanbittern:
“are you serious?” jonathan crossed his arms over his chest. “why? you don’t know me. besides, love is…i’ll get back to you on that.” he raised an eyebrow at the door opening to reveal a student. one good look at jonathan and they pointed at him. “stop. you are not helping anyone by standing there. let’s go, jon!” that distubed him. and he pointed towards the other boy. “i was just explaining to the kid about soccer and what i know.” he grinned, walking past him and mouthing ‘clean that up, you idiot.” and turned his attention back to the student. “so, what are we doing now?”
dexter had a retort on the tip of his tongue, but he was cut off by the door opening. he scoffed a bit at the kid’s words. as if being unhelpful was the problem with the guy being here and not, you know, the violent outburst and temperamental tendencies. “ yeah, of course !! jon here was just being a good upperclassman and showing little ole me how a soccer player should conduct themselves, hm ?? ” he said, voice dripping with sarcasm. he raised an eyebrow at the boy’s words quickly followed after. “ funny thing though !! i have the same question as dear old jon here, but what are you guys doing ?? maybe i can tag along ?? it’s just – it’s just that all you college players seem so cool you know ?? i was hoping you could show me a little something on the field maybe ?? ” dexter suggested, giving the new kid his most charming grin.
















