For unspecified reasons, I need Roman or Duncan or Axel (or all three...🤣), putting reader’s friends through hell, after they said some mean thing to geek which made her feel bad about herself...🙈💗
Baby iLL COME FIGHT THEM WYM-
Honestly I can see Roman and axel doing this the most. And Duncan would probably be the one to comfort you.
So let’s do all three! New trio! (No legit, new trio I want them-)
Duncan has an arm around you while he escorts you to another room, Axel and Roman shifting uncomfortably. And they know duncan and yourself will scold them for it later, but they’re reaaaaaaaally about to unleash words of absolute truth, so painful they’d make the devil wince.
“Well. That was a shit show,” Roman growls.
“I dunno Roman,” Axel begins after taking a sip of his beer. “I’d rather our little lady playing video games with me than have Madison play with herself to Duncan’s picture.” To which, Madison flushes as scarlett as her revealing shirt.
“No kidding,” Roman agrees. “In fact, I’d rather have her talk about movies and shows all day than have to listen to Kelsey talk about working in retail and how ‘bAd ShE iS’ for fucking her boss for a raise. wouldn’t you agree?” His glare never leaves Kelsey, who shrinks back significantly.
“Oh yes!” Axel hums. “Dare I say, I’d rather have our girlfriend play with those action figures which she spent months saving for, than have her go play with whores like someone’s boyfriend.” His eyes lock with Carly, who’s face pinches in distress.
“And with that, ladies,” Roman says with a mocking grin. “We’re going to go home. Thanks for dinner!” They walk out to meet you and Duncan in the back of Romans car, Duncan’s jacket covered in your makeup.
“W-what did they say?” You whimper.
They look at each other before shrugging, smirking as Roman starts the car.
“Not much, Princess,” Axel assures. He reaches behind the passengers seat for your hand, which he kisses the knuckles of. “But I don’t think they’ll bother you about it anymore.”
“You don’t think I’m weird for liking things the way I do?” You sniff.
“With the shit you could be doing,” Roman begins, chuckling. “Not at all. Just remember that, okay?”
“That there’s worse I could be doing?”
“Exactly,” Roman confirms.
