(This isn't my best work, but I recently got back into this series sooooooo)
Y/N took the last sip of his coffee and hung his head back, sighing quietly.
His head snapped to the direction for his eyes to be met with a young man in a leather jacket with leather gloves, around his own age. Y/N would be lying if he said he didn't think he was attractive.
Dark and curly hair, with one strand sticking to his forehead, and a playful grin across his lips. He raised an eyebrow as he waited for a response. Y/N's face heated slightly, but he chuckled lightly.
"Guess you could say that. Rough might be an understatement, though." He looked away from the man to dig through his pockets for a cigarette.
The man slid his gloved hands into his pockets, smiled lessening but not fading completely.
"I think I know how ya feel. I'm Jimmy, though. Jimmy Darling."
Y/N grinned. "'Darling?' Fitting."
Jimmy laughed and leaned back in his stool, his feet looped through the stool legs.
Y/N lit his cigarette, taking a long drag off of it. He breathed the smoke out through his nose.
"I'm Y/N. That's about all you need to know." Things spread fast in this town. The last thing he needed was to out himself immediately. Jimmy hummed and stood up from his place.
"It was nice seein' a fresh face. I'm sure I'll see you around." Jimmy then strolled out of the diner, and Y/N could've swore he saw a wink before the man walked out.
He decided to boil it down to his imagination. After finishing his cigarette, he left his money on the counter and left.
Y/N was cornered by two other guys against the back of the diner. He sighed as they began to laugh at him.
"Well hey, fagboy. You enjoyin' yourself tonight? Suck any dick?" One of them snarked. They both burst into another fit of laughter. Y/N's nose scrunched in disgust.
The other one shoved him hard, his head hitting the brick wall.
"I gotta know, do you prefer takin' it up, or puttin' it in?" They howled with laughter.
Y/N tried to keep his cool, really. He's learned pretty well. Being gay in this time was a pain in the ass, and if they called the cops, he'd be fucked. No questions asked.
Today was different, though. The news of his 'sickness' had gotten out to his job, so now he didn't have one. All Y/N wanted was a meal from the diner, but of course, that was fucking impossible.
He couldn't help it. Before he even knew what he was doing, Y/N punched the man to his right, knocking him to the ground.
He immediately jumped on the man on the ground, punching him repeatedly. The man screamed, punched, and kicked, landing a lot on the other. Y/N felt his blood boil as the guy's blood started to splatter onto his knuckles. The guy below him was knocked unconscious at some point, so he backed up, now panting.
Y/N was jerked away as the other man pulled him up, his arm around his neck. He held him higher, beginning to choke him. Y/N squirmed and thrashed, trying desperately to escape.
Right as he was going to pass out, someone yanked the man off of him. Y/N gasped for air, falling to his knees.
"Get the fuck away from him!" Jimmy screamed, shoving him into a wall. He then kicked him square in the ches. The man stumbled up, grabbed his friend, and limped out of the area, screaming profanities.
Y/N managed to look up at Jimmy and grinned, wiping spit off of his bottom lip.
"G- Good to see you again, Darling." His voice came out raspy and low.
Jimmy laughed breathily, gently pulling the other up. "I could say the same. What were those guys pissy about anyways?" Y/N considered telling him the truth, eventually deciding to as they set off. What would be the harm?
He spit off towards the side, grimacing at the blood in his saliva, and looked at Jimmy.
"This town isn't too fond of fairies, I've noticed." Y/N answered, voice flat. Jimmy paused, trying to get what he was referring to.
"Uh, what- oh. Oh." He smiled. "Well, you certainly did a good job roughin' one of' em up. Two against one ain't fair."
Y/N laughed. "Aren't you a charmer?" He lit another cigarette, wincing as he put it between his lips. Stupid split lip. He took a drag and offered it to Jimmy.
Jimmy hesitated. He took off his gloves, revealing his deformed hands, and then looking to Y/N for his response. Y/N just smiled.
He blinked a few times and started laughing, taking the cigarette from the other man.
"Thanks, toots. You're something else." Jimmy pressed the cigarette to his lips and scrunched his nose at the taste of blood. He looked at Y/N.
"Your lip's bleeding." Before Y/N could apologize for giving this dude a bloody cigarette, Jimmy reached out and wiped away some of the blood from his lip. His hand lingered near the other's face a little longer before dropping to his side.
Jimmy took a hit from the cigarette and offered it back to him. Y/N swallowed thickly, taking it back. His face felt very warm again; he felt like he was drowning, but in a good way.
Y/N smiled. "Now you're just being cruel." He put the cigarette in his mouth. Jimmy walked closer and leaned in a bit.
"Hey, what'd ya say we go out sometime?" He grinned, leaning right by Y/N's ear. "Got something I wanna show ya. More people like me." His voice was very audible. Y/N grinned and backed up.
"Yeah, I think I'd like that, Darling."
Jimmy grinned and kissed his cheek. He waved as he started to walk off.
"See you around, handsome."
Y/N smiled, shaking his head. "Seems I've gotten myself into something."