Hey y'all! So this is my first real shot at a fanfic, I got this idea watching big brother because the cast would make such interesting characters in a story, so this happened! These characters are just based on the BB 19 cast and by no means are the same people. I hope you enjoy and I would love some feedback!

Ramses was never much for making connections. He was a quirky kid who was friends with everyone, but never seemed to make a strong bond with a single person. Maybe it was because of his childhood. He had been a friendly child, but was told from a young age to never get too close to anyone. This was coming from his parents, whom had both cheated and been cheated on throughout their life. He learned that friends will only stab you in the back of you let them get too close and letting people in only led to pain. So all his life Ramses had closed himself off. He had a shield around his heart and nobody would break it. As he grew up he counted down the days to when he could move out. Life wasn't easy with his parents. His mom was a firm believer in the fact that you can never trust anyone and that you're better off alone, and his dad was just batshit crazy. He was homeschooled and went into the world with no idea what was in store.

He quickly figured out he was different. He would see these couples walking down the street, holding hands, kissing, loving each other. All his life he'd been told that wasn't real. That love was just a made up feeling used to trick you. When he finally allowed himself to feel these things he realized something else was wrong. He would talk to his friends and they would comment on a girl's appearance, noting how lucky her boyfriend is, but all that Ramses could think of was how attractive the men were. He felt such jealousy when a girl walked by clinging onto a good looking guy. It didn't take him long after that to figure out that he was gay. Nothing changed very much after that. He went to gay bars, sometimes he would hit it off with a cute guy, but at the end of the day he was still afraid. Afraid to let anyone get too close to him.

Paul was a very different person, but he had the same walls. Where Ramses was quirky and goofy Paul was badass and in control. Paul had been raised by an alcoholic mother who was never there and an abusive father who beat him until he finally up and left them. He'd always been gay and it was never a big deal to him. He knew that once he could finally get away from his old life everything would be fine. And he was absolutely right. He made a life for himself, got himself a gang and climbed his way to the top. Now he had a posse who would do anything he told them to. He had plenty of enemies. They called him a snake, a puppet master, but he embraced it. He took everything in good humor, even dressing as a snake when called out. Paul never had a serious boyfriend. That just wasn't his style. What he did was pick up poor little gay kids who needed a serious leg up and took them under his wing. He brought them to the gang, showed him the ropes, gave him a wild ride, then dropped him. Then he did the same with the next boy. And the next, and the next. And that was just how Paul navigated life.

His relationship with Ramses was no different. He first saw the kid on his way to the bar where his gang hung out. Ramses was getting to know the city and had wandered into the shady side of town. Paul instantly noticed him. He could tell he was new by the way his eyes scanned the street, pausing to take in his surroundings. Skirting around the drunk bums on the street, timidly passing the sketchy shops. Paul smirked.

'Perfect.' Paul thought to himself. He casually crossed the street and walked up to the boy.

Ramses protectively held the straps of his backpack as he read the menu of a shady restaurant. He hadn't planned on staying in this neighborhood for long, but he was so hungry he couldn't wait. He was fairly certain there was a fight going on inside, but a burger sounded pretty good. He was about to enter the restaurant when a heavily tattooed, bearded man put his arm between Ramses and the door.

"Hey kid, ya lost?" Paul smirked.

"Oh, um, no was just gonna eat." Ramses squeaked.

"Here?" Paul scoffed, "nah, I know the coolest hangout. Come with me." Paul insisted

"Well, um okay!" Ramses agreed.

Paul threw his arm around his shoulder and led him down the street.

"That piece of shit back there is no place for a kid like you, the foods awful. I promise, this place is MUCH better."

"Ok." Ramses walked with the older man around the block to a flashy bar.

"I'm Paul by the way."

"Oh, I'm Ramses!" He chirped, a little too cheerful. Paul smirked again. This was going to be all too easy.

Paul opened the door and gestured for Ramses to go in. He stepped through the doorway to reveal an old style bar, but lit up with a modern flare. You could still tell it wasn't in the best neighborhood and Ramses was sure plenty of fights went down here. Paul entered just behind him and was welcomed quite loudly.

"Heyyooooooo." A large cluster of people on the far side of the room called out as Paul walked in. He put his hand on Ramses's shoulder and led him over to the table.

"Hey Paul, who's this?" Asked a petite ginger with a sweet southern charm. Her hair was done up in two buns on top of her head and she sat on the table, legs draped over a muscular man with silver hair.

"Fresh meat." Paul joked. At least Ramses assumed he was joking.

"What's your name kid?" Asked another man. This guy was huge, he looked as if he were a bodybuilder.

"Uh, I'm uh."

"Ramses." Paul cut in. "Kid meet my people. This is Raven," he gestured to the girl with the buns, "Matt the silver fox, Mike," the bodybuilder, "Christmas, Dom, and Elena." He gestured to a muscular woman, a classy black girl, and an abrasive southern girl with bleached hair. Raven patted the chair next to her and Ramses tentatively sat down.

"Where you from Ramses?" She asked.

"Oh, I'm from a small town outside the city."

"What brings you into the city?" Matt asked.

"Uh, just wanted to escape really. My parents are sort of nuts."

"Oh, well you're with us now!" Raven grinned. Ramses smiled and realized a bit as the group got back to their chatter.

"So you hear anything from Jess and Cody?" Mark asked.

"Nah, those two are off my radar. Cody's gonna be out for a while and Jess is nothing without him." Ramses looked around in confusion.

"Oh, sorry darling, you have no clue what we're talking about." Raven exclaimed.

"Shit." Paul ran a hand through his hair. "So were a pretty tight gang here, you see? Yeah we all started coming here and basically got really close, us and these two other people. Jessica and Cody. We were real right until Cody tried to take me out. Said I was a 'snake' and a 'puppet master.' It blew up in his face and they're out now." Ramses's eyes opened wide.

"Wait are you like, a real gang? Like, fight people and... and, uh..."

"Yeah kid, they make gangs seem bad in movies, but I swear to you kid, we're full of friendship, we got each other's backs and that's why Cody and Jess had to go."

Ramses blinked, contemplating leaving. He could make it out the door and maybe down the street, but if they chased him he'd be a goner. Elena noticed his worried look.

"Don't worry Ramses, we don't turn on each other the way Cody did, we're just a group of friends who will fight for each other." Ramses calmed down a little bit. Paul took a seat beside him and slung his arm over Ramses's shoulder. The conversation stayed pretty light from there and Ramses seemed to fit in pretty well. 'Maybe, just maybe,' he thought, 'this is where I fit in.'