If one thing was for sure, it was that Otis did not fucking like Foxy.
He was arrogant, loud, obnoxious and stupid on top of it.
And Otis made sure the other man knew his feelings toward him.
"Jesus CHRIST will you shut the fuck up with that HOWLING bullshit?! NO one gives a fuck about your petty fucking crimes. What did you do, steal some gum from the dollar store?! Take a sucker out of a baby's hand? Christ, kid."
Foxy's eyes narrowed. "Listen, I may be younger'n you, but at least I'm a real Firefly!"
"Where you been all these years then, huh? If you're such a fucking REAL member of this family and I'm not?"
"Ain't none of YOUR business! Cuz YOU ain't a real Firefly!"
"I'm the one that came up with that name, dipshit!"
"What the fuck is your problem, man?"
"You're fucking irritating is what my fucking problem is, christ almighty."
"Maybe you wouldn't be such a grouchy fuck if you weren't awake at all hours of the night."
"Maybe I could sleep if you weren't so fucking loud during the day."
"Fuck whatever, man."
That night, Foxy couldn't sleep through the sound of Otis banging whatever hooker he had picked up and sweet talked into having sex with him for free.
The next night, another woman, and the next. Foxy tried to keep to himself and keep away from the fiery older man, but the house was only so big and he could only be taunted for so long. He was desperately trying to fit back in to his own family after years with his father. And this new comer, someone he wasn't even related to, was giving him hell.
He sat on the couch, trying to ignore Otis and the beautiful woman standing behind him.
"What're we gonna do tonight, baby? Hmm?" She purred, licking his ear.
Otis chuckled, voice low. He murmured something that made her giggle.
"Ohhh I love it when you do that, baby."
"Fuck. Shut UP..." Foxy groaned.
"Hey, how come you don't have a woman, Winnie?"
"Stop fucking calling me that, man."
"Sorry, WINSLOW. Why don't you have a woman, WINSLOW?"
"Jesus just...can't you call me Foxy like everyone else?"
"Huh? Is it because you're a faggot? That why you don't have a woman? You gonna start cryin' because I'm makin' fun of you?"
"Fuck OFF, man!" He stood, spinning on his heels to meet Otis's face. "I ain't no faggot! I'm just tryin' to lay low, alright?"
"From your two bit crimes? Ain't nobody lookin' for you, sunshine! Nobody cares!"
"FUCK you! Leave me alone!"
"Awww, why don't you go cry to mommy about it?! You gonna cry?"
"Yeah, well at least she's actually my mom you reject piece of shit!"
"Watch your shit if you know what's good for you."
"Baby, come on let's just leave him alone-" The woman at Otis's side pawed at his arm.
"I ain't your fuckin' baby quit callin' me that." He shoved her away. "Alright, WINNIE-"
"At least I have a fuckin' name! Nobody fuckin' loved you enough to even give you one you fake fuck! Your stupid ass just picked one out of a newspaper-" He was cut off by Otis throwing himself over the couch at him, tackling him to the ground.
"Otis! Otis stop it! Get off of him!" Both men were pulled different ways until they were separated.
Baby shoved Otis and his girl through the front door, yelling at them to get going until he cooled down.
Foxy sulked around the house; mama was the one who pulled him away, and she didn't let him hear the end of it.
"I know you think you're entitled because you're blood and he's not, but that don't mean nothin' around here, you hear? He's family just as much as you are."
"Yes, mama..." He grumbled, begging her to stop talking.
"I love you, Foxy. But you need to cool that head of yours if you think I'm kickin' him out to make room for you. There's more than enough room here and in my heart for the both of you boys."
"Yes, mama."
Wondering when that bastard would come back, he wandered the house, deciding to take refuge in the barn.
"Aw, baby, did he get you in the face?"
Foxy froze. It wasn't often he heard Rufus speak, but he recognized that voice.
"Nah, I'm alright. Got my head wrapped around but that's it." Otis's voice.
What the fuck was happening here?
"Bet you'd feel better if your lips were wrapped around my cock...Huh? Like to see your head bobbing up and down."
"Better get me off then."
"I always do, don't I, bab-A-aaahhh..."
He heard Otis whimper and Rufus moan.
"Fuck, angel...God you're good..."
Foxy looked up, into the loft of the barn, and saw Otis on his knees in front of RJ, who had the older man's long blonde hair wrapped around his fist.
"Well, Well, well. What a sight to behold."
Otis froze and Rufus's eyes flew open.
"Come down here. We'll all talk about this." Foxy smirked, tapping his foot.
Otis and Rufus separated themselves and made their way down to the offender of their intimacy.
"So...What's this whole charade, huh? What about those women you have or calling me a faggot?"
"Hey, listen..."
"I don't have to fuckin' listen to you, driftwood. Sorry, you no-name fuck." Foxy spat. "If you think I'm not using this to get you thrown out, you'd be dead fuckin' wrong."
Rufus let out what could only be described as a gutteral growl. "Listen, you chipmunk lookin' fuck. If you get him gone, you'll be next. Only you'll be leaving in an oak box. Don't you dare hurt him. Don't you dare get him thrown out."
Foxy took a step back, looking up at the tower of a man. Real fury glistened in his eyes, and the smaller man was none too keen on finding out what the giant could do to him.
"Hey. Hey. Alright. Let's talk about this."
"Yeah. I think we should." Rufus snarled. "Because you threatening him? I may not hurt you, but you'd better watch your back."
"So...what...did I walk in on?"
"Otis sucking me off. Next question."
Otis hung his head, rubbing his face. "Oh my god..."
"If...you're with him...then why do you have girls all the time?"
"Because I like women."
"But you-"
"I like both."
"O...Oh..."
"Rufus if you hurt him, Mama's gonna fuck you sideways and you know it."
"He ain't usin' us to get rid of you." Rufus's eyes never left Foxy's much smaller frame.
"Let's use this as a bargain, huh?" Foxy smirked; if this plan worked, he would have life made for himself. "I don't say a goddamn word about what I just saw, but you stop being such a goddamned cock sucker with me. Deal?"
"How do I know you'll keep your word?"
"You've got the fuckin' jolly green giant behind you, and I'm fucking miserable. You think I won't do just about anything to shut your stupid ass up?"
"Stop saying shit like that about him, you scrawny little fuck. I'll tear you apart."
"Alright, alright jesus christ...calm down, man. The fuck is with you?"
"He's protective..." Otis muttered.
"Otis has been through enough in his life he doesn't need your help."
"Been through what? You ain't seen shit. My daddy used to beat me with a spoon until my ass was red and I couldn't sit for a week. Mother fucker would slap me and i couldn't eat for a day cuz my damn jaw was too sore."
Otis scoffed. "Fuck you, man."
"You have no idea the horrors he's been through. His-"
"RJ." Otis snapped.
"The family knows, baby..."
Foxy stood bewildered beyond belief as the larger man gently and sweetly kissed the blonde, hand lovingly placed in the smaller man's back. As Otis squirmed away, Foxy could tell he didn't want to; but he was used to putting up an act. "Don't trust him. He's not family yet."
"Alright..."
"What's your story, Gigantor? You like both too?"
"No. Just men, fuck you very much. More specifically, just him. It's something when your teenage wet dream works out in your favor."
This whole situation kept getting more and more for Foxy to wrap his head around, and thankfully, Mama called for dinner before he could dig too deep.