The Leading up to the Slaughter

Darian Redgrave is an 18 year old boy who has recently graduated highschool. White hair, Blue eyes, 5'6 feet, freckles and pale skin. He currently resides with Broker Dawns, A 20 year old man with peach skin, green eyes, black hair and some beard stubble. Sometimes the man would forget to shave, and it would stay stubbly for days.

Broker drinks at least four times a week, and Darians mother is still furious of the fact. She doesn't see what Darian sees in Broker.

Darian woke up on a friday afternoon to find Broker downstairs drinking out of a vodka bottle, A still groggy Darian came over to wrap his arms around Brokers waist. "Nnmmornin'"

Broker pats his arm.

"Morning. Why'd you sleep in?"

Darian rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock. 'Oof' he thought. "I dunno. Can we go snuggle on the couch?"

Broker sighed and put the bottle down, getting up. He put his arms around Darian and hoisted him up over his shoulder. Darian starts to giggle like a baby. "I love when you do this"

"That's why I do it." Broker sat down with Darian sitting on his lap, who proceeded to plant a kiss on Brokers cheek. He caresses Darians cheek and gives him a sloppy kiss, hand wrapped around his neck.

"Haa-" He looked up at Broker with half lidded eyes, "Even your sloppy kisses... "

"Heh. What?" He nuzzled his face into Darian neck and kissed. Then he hears the chime of his phone. "****, work is calling. "

Darian frowned. "Ignore itttttt" he whined.

"You know I cant. It'll just take second"

"Ugh, fine. " He sighed and leaned back off of Broker , watching him go into the other room to answer the call. Darian bit his lip and groaned, obviously annoyed.

Darian went upstairs to change into some shorts and a tub top, as well as a long trenchcoat. He yelled as he left the house. "Im gonna go to the mall, ill be back later!" And the door shut.

Broker sighed as he watched him leave and went back to drinking his vodka.

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Darian sighed and looked around, spotting his friend Mauve. He waved, signaling Mauve to head over his direction. Mauve, scooted his chair back with a screech and started to trot over his way.

He waved his arm and smiled widely, "Hiiiieeeee!!!" Mauve wrapped his arms tight around Darians shoulders and pulled in for a hug. Darian pushed him away from lack of comfortability. He gave a nervous but a smile of relief.

"You've never changed. Even though youre older than me, you look the same age." It was true. Maybe had semi-straight cut bangs, light purple hair (like a lavenderish mauve color), Slightly dark skin, light yellow eyes and skinny figure. He didn't look a day over 18.

"Come on, I wanna go shopping. " With that, he tagged Darian by the arm towards a popular but very expensive clothing shop.

Darian would be first to try on different clothes. He was sortve embarrassed by the first outfit. It was a crop top with a cut-out heart in the chest, a hood attached o the back. it was gray with pink trimming. The bottoms were jean shorts and fishnet tights. "Urg, i look like a hooker. "

"No oo you look cute! Maybe you should wear it for Broker," He winked as he said that.

"Hmm.. Maybe. Excuse me miss, can i pay from this while weaing it home?" He inquired to the cashier.

"Well, that's a strange request but I dont think is against our policy. " She replied.

Darian smirked evilly. He knew this would get Brokers mind off of work.

(End Note: im working on a webcomic for this but im trying to save up for a drawing tablet and save me the work of drawing on my phone ^^; im working a minimum wage job *sigh*)

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