#gene

Situation: You were dancing alone, waiting for your boyfriend to come back with your drink. Peering around at the others, smiling as you see familiar faces. Not noticing a certain figure coming up to you with flirtatious intent. “[Name]? Is that you?!” The man speaks and you turn to see your ex boyfriend. “Oh hey! It’s been a while.” You awkwardly say, rubbing the back of your neck. Still swaying side to side as you grow anxious. “Yeah, we should catch up! Maybe I can take you out to eat like old times.” He offers and you force a smile. “Uh- I don’t-”

“Hey, angel. Who’s this?” Your hero is here to save the day. You let out a breath of relief, leaning in your boyfriend’s side as his hand snakes around your waist. “This is Michael.” You say, taking the cup from his hand. “You’re Michael.” Gene eyes him up and down. “Nice to meet you man, I’m Gene. [Name]’s boyfriend.” He offers his hand but your ex just glances down at it. Obvious disappointment covering his face. “Nice to meet you too. [Name] nice seeing you. My suggestion is still available if you want. I think we still follow each other on Facebook.” He says to you before walking away. You just scoff out a laugh, shaking your head. 

“What a loser.” Gene laughs under his breath and you scrunch your nose, chuckling in agreement. 

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Laurence: Tries to be subtle but is not.

Situation: You’ve been dancing with your friends almost all night, using this reunion as a girls night out practically. All your partners talking amongst each other far from the dance floor. The only thing annoying was a man that lingered around you. Well you didn’t really notice. It was annoying to your boyfriend who eyed as he talked to his old friends. 

His gentle bumps that you weren’t paying attention to, the way he stared at your figure as if you were a piece of meat and it was getting on Laurence’s nerves. Quietly grumbling under his breath that got Garroth’s attention. “You say something?” 

It snapped him from his fixation. “Huh? No, I’ll be right back.” He excuses himself, b-lining straight to your direction. “Hey, my love.” He takes your hand, moving along with your steps as you dance. “Hi, babe!” You grin up at him, he glances over to see the man still staring so of course with the only logical explanation he plants his lips upon yours. Catching you entirely off guard but not minding it one bit. 

Kissing him back. Laurence peaks one eye open to see the man’s shoulders drop in defeat, finally moving off the dance floor and away from you.

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Garroth: Tries to ignore the jealous feeling but can’t.

Situation: You were grabbing a snack as Garroth and Laurence were sitting down at one of the many tables. A man comes up to you, introducing himself. You do the same with a polite smile. Still focusing on the many snacks before you in excitement. You only came to this for the food. 

Garroth watches the scene before him, gripping the table tightly. Not enjoying how comfortable he looks beside you. “Hey, uh, Laurence, Dante.” He clears his throat to which his friends peer over at him. “Yeah?” 

“Either of you know him?” He nods his head in your direction. The boys squint their eyes, not recognizing him. That is until Dante makes an ‘o’ with his mouth. “Michael, the kid that had a known thing for almost every girl in school. Never got with anyone but I heard he makes mad money now.” He laughs, leaning back in his chair as he takes a drink of his alcohol. 

Garroth takes in a deep breath, he trusts you. He knows you wouldn’t do anything but that guy being so close to you is starting to piss him off. He stays put. 

That is until he lays his hand on your shoulder while the two of you laugh. He shoots up from his seat, walking over to you. “What’s so funny?!” Garroth asks with a faux grin on his face, pulling you into his side. You smile. “Michael here was just telling me a funny story about his dog.” You say. “Mm, I’d love to hear it, Michael!” 

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Travis: Possessive, in a way you’d kind of be surprised about but find extremely attractive.

Situation: He had forced you to the dance floor, swirling you around and dipping you trying to be romantic. You were awkward when it came to this stuff but you knew Travis enjoyed the theatrical things in life. So you humored him. Allowing him to lead the steps. More like treating you like a ragdoll but you digress. 

It was finally a slow dance and you lay your head on his shoulder. Out of breath and tired. You only look up when you see a familiar face walking your way. Travis feels you lift your head, curious he looks to where you are as well. Your ex? His eyebrows furrow. 

“Hey, [Name]!” He waves and you confusedly give him a small one in return. Travis’s grip on your waist gets a little tighter. “What’s up, man?” Travis’s voice is cold, a tone you’ve never heard him use before. Your ex glances him up and down, ignoring him to try to talk to you again. 

Travis shuts it down by looking at you. “Wanna go make out somewhere else?” He inquires and you smile up at him. “Sure, lead the way.” As he does so, he turns around to flip the guy off with his tongue sticking out.

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Dante: subtle, but he jokes his way through it.

Situation: The two of you sit with one another at a table, just getting to the reunion and waiting for the people you know to show up. Of course the first person you recognize is the worst of them all. Your ex from Sophomore year who made your life miserable until you found Dante. He strides over to your table, confidently and standing strong. 

You tense up, something your boyfriend automatically notices. His hand finds yours underneath the table and you give it a little squeeze. “[Name] it is amazing to see you! You’re looking… wow. Just wow.” He comments and you give him an awkward expression. “Thanks, Michael.” You slouch, covering yourself with your shawl. “I mean seriously. You aged like fine wine.” He licks his lips subtly but Dante notices, grimacing in disgust over the way he’s talking about you. “Yeah, I got a piece of cheese like me to go with her, huh?” The blue-haired boy jokes. It was bad but you giggled so it was perfect to him. 

Your ex makes a dirty look, ignoring him. 

“How about old times we ditch this little thing and go make out under the bleachers.” He clicks his tongue and you look over at Dante, appalled that he would do this in front of your obvious partner. “Haha, I’d love to do that. Right here, right now?” Dante steps in, Michael doesn’t ignore him this time. 

“Excuse me?” 

“I mean, we could always go to that music room or maybe even the art class. Wonder if they have the same set up. Unfortunately though, [Name] is my date so I can’t actually make out with you but we could play rock paper scissors or something?” He continues and you’re trying really hard to stop your laughter. Michael makes a face, scoffing. “What the fuck is wrong with you dude?” He walks away finally getting the hint. 

You let out a loud laugh, leaning into your boyfriend. Dante sitting up straighter, proud to make you laugh as he was boiling with anger with the audacity of that guy. 

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Zane: Confused but shuts it down.

Situation: You were alone, texting your boyfriend on your phone as he got dragged off somewhere by Aphmau. Forcing him to dance or something. You didn’t enjoy this type of stuff but of course he came because of his best friend and you couldn’t leave him alone. 

In his words if you didn’t come you hated him. 

So dramatic. 

You weren’t even paying attention to the guy that’s walking up to you with a smirk on his lips. “What’s up, beautiful? I’ve never seen you around here.” The guy speaks, startling you from your phone. You peak up at him with no real interest. “Hi? Probably because you were some athletic jerk off?” You say, looking back to your phone. 

“Hah, funny and beautiful. Amazing combination.” He ignores your insult, treating it like a joke when you were dead serious. You sat there, listening as he talked your ear off. Having zero interest in anything he’s actually talking about. You didn’t see Zane making his way over to your guys until his hand was on the small of your back. The man didn’t care. Still talking to you. 

“So, you, me, a date this Saturday?” He sounds hopeful and before you can speak your boyfriend is doing it for you. “Are you dumb?” He graffs. 

“HUh?!” 

“Have you let her even talk? Like at all?” He questions the guy. “Yeah I mean she joked-” “And that makes you think she wants you?” He raises a brow, curiously. “Why wouldn’t she?” 

“I don’t know, maybe she has a boyfriend?” He rolls his eyes and you press your lips together, smiling as you place your head on your boyfriend's shoulder. The man’s eyes widened. “Oh, sorry dude. Didn’t know she was taken.” He apologizes, hurriedly running off. 

“What a weirdo.” Zane takes a deep breath. “Yeah, you’re telling me.” You mutter. 

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Aaron: unsubtle and just scary.

Situation: The two of you are standing beside one another, swaying to the music as you finish off your first drinks of the night. Someone walks over to you but before they can even get a word in, Aaron’s arm is wrapped around you. 

That was the first of the night. 

The guy saw you were alone, away from Aaron for the first time in over an hour. Attempting to go over and say hi, Aaron cuts him off. Staring him down with his arms crossed. 

And for some reason he’s still trying. Aaron ran to the bathroom and you’re sitting by yourself with Katelyn beside you. The guy taps you on the shoulder and you turn around. “Oh, uh? Hello?” You give a polite smile and the guy goes to talk but then in the corner of his eye he sees your boyfriend. He ignores it, about to ask for your number when Aaron suddenly has his hand on the guys bicep. 

“Everything okay?” He stares at the guy and you just smile innocently. “Yup! He just came over but didn’t really say anything.” You tell your man and the guy nods. “S-sorry, I was just going to ask for the time.