"Why can't we be friends???"
[authors note: i don't know is this will be just a one shot or not but this will be all read from bathorys pov.]
It was a hot, but tiring day. In the more rural parts of Norway. Most of everyone having their fans on, and doors closed. Not wanting to be bothered.
And bathory is doing exactly that. As he's laying on his mattress, which is covered in band tees, blankets and random gutair magazines from the 80s.
Scattered around as he's not giving a care in the world, Wearing some old worn out shirt and thin shorts.
While natte is ofcourse. Being a spiteful little shit and wanting to bother him.
"Can you turn that fuckin bullshit off!? Some of us are actually trying to sleep and get cooled off here"
Bathory scoffs, not wanting to deal with his neighbors petty attempts at trying to annoy him, and he tries to fall back asleep. To attempt to actually Get rest without natte being annoying.
"Whatever. Your no fun" natte rolls his eyes. Flipping him off throught his apartment window
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.Surprisingly. He's able to get a few hours of rest, finally at peace before he was just rudely awakened by natte knocking on his door.
"Can't we just have a little fun? It's finally cool outside!" natte says with a pout. And bathory groans. Ignoring him
"No. You annoying rat. I don't want to"
"Please?"
"no" his voice more like a dissapointed sigh than annoyance. And finally natte walks off. Feeling defeated
"Fuck you then bathory!" Natte scoffs walking away from his apartment door as bathory just laughs it off expecting nothing to come after this little ordeal. As the days go by. Everything is just usually the same.
hot days, annoying neighbors, and trying to stay cool. Nothing out of the ordinary right?
But tonight is different. it's 7:20 pm, bathory has decided to go out with his friends at a bar. To Have a good time. And he's about 3 henikens in, a little bit drunk. But still intelligible and stable, and his friends ofcourse challenge him to drink more "cmon just 2 more!"
"Nah.. nah man I'm good. I've had enough for tonight"
Bathory chuckles getting up from the table and he pays walking out of the bar going to his apartment. Trying to not trip over his own feet, even thought he knows, Walking in the dark while under the influence. Isn't really that all of a good idea. But he's able to get home safely and he walks up the stairs. And he can swear he can hear someone following him. But he thinks nothing of it, just simply quiet.
As he finally gets up the last step. He gets surprised by natte. Who's just standing there with a annoyed but determined look on his face, his left hand shooting out grabbing him by the collar and shoving him against the wall and bathory groans
"Whoa What the fuck is your problem man-!?"
Bathory raises his voice. Loud enough to where people below can hear him. But natte stops him before that can happen.
"You better lower your damn tone with me, Ridel. I just want a answer."
And bathory immediately scoffs. Barking out a petty response
"And what if I don't?, the fuck you want a answer from me about"
Natte grits his teeth. His voice becoming for annoyed by the second, as he puts his hands on bathorys shoulders. His grip like iron as he shoves his body inside. Tackling him on the mattress, his full body weight pressing down on bathory, his long hair shadowing over bathorys face as he tries to get him off
"Get off of me you dick!"
"No! Not until you give me a answer"
"I'm not gonna give you shit!" Bathory pulls on natte's thin hair. Trying to see if that will get natte to get off of him.
But it clearly doesn't work.
[TO BE CONTINUED <ā”]
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