Brothers
23
Ages
Hiro: 18
Tadashi: 22
Side note: this was a request by like two different people. In all honesty, this was awkward for me to right, but I tried my best. Sorry if you don't like it, but thanks if you do!
Normal POV
"I can't believe you agreed to this Tadashi. Guess you're not such a stick in the mud after all." Hiro said with a wide smile as the brothers made their way to a bar.
"Yeah yeah Hiro. You owe me big time. I can't believe Gogo convinced me to bring you to a bar." Tadashi muttered. Hiro laughed. "Gogo's awesome." He concluded. "Whatever. You're not getting anything crazy though so don't get your hopes too high." Tadashi warned. "Whatever." Hiro said, mocking Tadashi.
"This is a bad idea." Tadashi groaned. "I think you mean great." Hiro corrected as they walked through the door when Hiro flashed his fake ID.
"What can I get you fine young gentlemen?" the bartender asked, eyeing Hiro flirtatiously. Hiro tried to hold in his laughter while Tadashi looked beyond annoyed. "Get us a coke for now thanks." Tadashi snarled, getting rid of the bartender for now. Hiro burst into laughter at Tadashi's expression. "Boy I wish you could see your own face right now because it's pretty hilarious." Hiro said. Tadashi rolled his eyes.
"That guy was a creep. He's at least six years older than you. What a creeper." Tadashi mumbled. Hiro laughed again. "Calm down bro. he probably thought I was 21 at least so that's more like a three year age difference in his eyes. Not a complete creeper." Hiro reasoned.
"Are you telling me you wouldn't have minded if that guy continued to hit on you?" Tadashi asked, bewildered. "Well I mean, he's not ugly." Hiro said nonchalantly. "You're gay?!" Tadashi spat out in shock. "I don't have a preference." Hiro said flatly. Tadashi eyed him wearily.
Then, Hiro burst into more laughter. "I'm totally pulling your leg." He said, roaring in giggles. Tadashi elbowed him roughly. "Not funny." He said. "I thought it was." Hiro said, ceasing his laughter.
"Here's your cokes. One for the grouch and one for the cutie with the adorable laugh." He said with a wink in Hiro's direction. Tadashi clenched his fist and glared at the man who paid him no attention. The guy sat down across from them and stared at Hiro.
"So my name's Mitch, what's yours?" he asked with a smirk. Hiro almost choked on his coke. He wasn't used to people flirting with him, let alone be so suggestive sounding. He blushed in embarrassment and refused to look at Mitch.
"His name is leave us the fuck alone and do your job before I call the cops for harassment." Tadashi growled in irritation. Mitch narrowed his eyes back at Tadashi, but none the less, left to work.
"God that was embarrassing." Hiro groaned. "Yeah. I told you he was a creep." Tadashi said. Hiro then smirked. "But c'mon Tadashi, who wouldn't resist this?" Hiro asked, flexing his 'muscles.'
While it was true that puberty left Hiro with a much taller body, he was still lanky. His stomach was toned, but his arms were noodle-like as well as his legs.
Tadashi scoffed. "Whatever. I've got more beef in one arm then you've got in your entire body." He said, flexing. Hiro rolled his eyes. "Yeah right." Hiro said. "It's true Hiro. You're a cupcake, while I'm a beefcake." Tadashi said playfully. Hiro laughed. "That was actually pretty funny." He said, taking another sip of his coke.
"Hey Tadashi, this coke tastes a bit strange." Hiro commented, holding the glass up to his older brother. Tadashi eyed it carefully before looking angry.
"That idiot spiked your coke. Unbelievable. How dare he?! I knew he was a fuckin creeper!" Tadashi said angrily, slamming a fit on the bar. Hiro tried to calm his brother down, but Tadashi was having none of it. He furiously called the bartender over to them and Mitch approached them both.
"How dare you spike his drink?! Who the hell do you think you are?!" he demanded. Mitch smirked. "What are you gonna do about it? Wouldn't want people to find out he's underage would we?" The man asked, hinting that he knew Hiro wasn't old enough to be in the bar. Tadashi couldn't respond to that and it pissed him off as Mitch smirked in victory. The bartender left to serve a drink to someone else as Hiro patted Tadashi's shoulder.
"Okay, so maybe he is a creep." Hiro said weakly. Tadashi rolled his eyes. "Let's get out of here." he said, getting up. Hiro frowned and stopped him. "C'mon Tadashi. That was just one creepy bar guy. I'm sure he won't bother us if we ignore him." Hiro reasoned. "Besides, I wanna enjoy my first time at a bar." Hiro said goofily. Tadashi gave in at Hiro's eager face. "Fine, but only an hour. Two hours tops." He said firmly. Hiro complied and went to the dance floor.
Tadashi sat back down at the bar and finished his coke.
"So what's your deal anyway? You his boyfriend or something?" Mitch asked, appearing out of nowhere. "Not that it's any of your business, but he's my brother, so I'd greatly appreciate it if you would quit staring at him like he's a piece of meat." Tadashi said, following Mitch's gaze. "If he's your brother, it shouldn't bother you if I hit on him." Mitch countered. "It does if creepers like you do." Tadashi growled. "You better watch that temper of yours before I kick you out of my bar." Mitch taunted, enjoying the pissed off look on Tadashi's face.
Tadashi stood up and went to talk to some girl on the other side of the bar; away from Mitch.
Hiro's POV
I was just hanging with some girl when I felt someone grab me from behind. "Tadashi?" I asked with a laugh. I was high off adrenaline.
"Try again." The voice said. I shuddered in discomfort when the voice did not belong to my older brother's.
"Wait, creepy bar guy?" I sputtered. "It's Mitch actually, and yes. C'mon, don't you want a real drink?" Mitch asked suggestively. "As fun as that sounds, I kind of promised my brother that I wouldn't drink anything alcoholic." I replied. "Well what he doesn't know won't hurt him now will it?" He practically purred in my ear. I shuddered again and looked for where Tadashi was. Clearly he wasn't near enough if he wasn't killing Mitch right now.
I finally spot him, but he's a bit too far away from me for my liking. Mitch catches my eye and I swear I hear him growl. "Come on." He says gruffly, yanking me by my arm somewhere upstairs. I try to tug away from him, but he's too strong, or rather I'm too weak. "Quit struggling and this'll be less painful." He says.
"Tadashi! TADASHI!" I scream, hoping he'll hear me. Mitch covers my mouth. "Too bad no one heard that. I made sure the music was extra loud just for this." Mitch said evilly. I lick his hand in an attempt to get it away from my mouth, but he just chuckles darkly. I curse myself for still being a lanky mess. I'm not strong enough to push him away from me even at eighteen years old.
He drags me out on the rooftop and pins me against the wall. "Look man, this is illegal. Don't make me report you." I threaten, struggling from his grasp. He doesn't seem fazed by my threat which confuses me.
"It's also illegal for anyone under 21 to come into a bar and drink alcohol but that didn't stop you did it?" he asks darkly. I don't know what to say, so I stay silent, trying to get out of his hold.
"Quit struggling or this will hurt a lot more than it has to." He says, gripping my butt. "Get off of me you creep!" I demand, struggling harder. He slams my head into the wall. "Ah!" I cry out in pain. I attempt to fight back, but the guy's way stronger than me. I'm defenseless.
He's got his hand under my shirt and he's about two centimeters from my face before I finally feel him tugged off of me.
"You little bastard! Get your filthy fuckin hands off my brother!" I heard Tadashi say, slamming Mitch on the floor. I widened my eyes. He literally came just in time. I blatantly stared as Tadashi repeatedly punched and kicked Mitch who was lying on the floor, groaning in pain after each blow. Tadashi didn't show any signs of stopping and it scared me. He was being merciless, something he told me to never be.
I run over to him and pull him back with everything I had. It surprised me that I was able to move him given that I couldn't move Mitch. That creepy bartender was stronger than I thought.
Tadashi looked at me with angry eyes that soon faded enough to show confusion. "Tadashi no." I say softly. He looks at his bloody fist and then back at Mitch. He looked ashamed of himself. Mitch looked pretty bad. Like, needs to go to the hospital bad. A few more blows from my brother, and I'm sure Tadashi could've killed the guy.
"Little cretin made me lose control." Tadashi finally said with malice. He was starting to scare me more than even Mitch did so I pulled him in a small embrace, hoping to calm him down.
He finally snapped out of it and gently patted me back before pulling away.
"You're not hurt are you?" he asks with concern. I shake around a bit to show him I can walk. "I'm fine." I say.
"That idiot didn't do anything did he?" He asks to make sure.
"I promise Tadashi, I'm fine." I say. He sighs in relief and grabs my hand, luring me out of the bar. "No more bars for you." He says as if it's final.
"Until I'm 21 right?" I ask weakly, knowing this is a lost argument. "EVER." he says firmly, gripping my hand tighter.
"Geez Tadashi alright. Ease up though, you're gonna crush my hand." I say, wincing a bit. Tadashi lets go. I rub my hand to ease it up.
"Sorry. He just made me so mad. What kind of monster tries to take advantage of an eighteen year old? Especially when they're like 30. That's just wrong." Tadashi says, eyes closed shut.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm fine. You'll always be here to protect me. I'm sure of it." I say, trying to make him feel better. He cracks a light smile.
"I guess what I'm afraid of is that maybe I won't be." Tadashi says bitter sweetly as we walk home, the rest of the night silent.
So…there's that. Sorry if that's not what you were expecting, I didn't really know what the people who asked for this chapter wanted exactly so I did my best.
Anyways, review if you want! Seriously, I live to read my reviews. Love you all so very much! Have a happy new year!
-girl you wouldn't expect