He leaned his head back with wide eyes. He was shaking a bit from his 'brothers' actions and his friends word. "U-um..." he stuttered as he squirmed nervously.
He gulped more shifting in his seat.
Lycus drank drink after drink, he did not care much for his health, his arm wrapped around his 'Brothers' shoulder, holding him closely with a slight smirk, reaking of alcohol and smoke. ''Oh he's going for the move.. I might want some of that myself..'' they chuckled.
He held the boy closer, caressing his shoulder with a grin.
Jackson slowly sipped his drink with a slight frown. He was given beer and he hated beer but yet he was thirsty. He sat on a stool as he was kept near the group of men that were getting louder with each sip.
He looked down the ground with a grimace as he sipped his drink more.
Lycus didn't dare listen to that, otherwise he would have tried to do something. Hearing some loud men walk towards them he chuckled, turning around with a gentle smile, different from before and nudging them slightly. ''Is this another cutie Lycus? you've had about 7 this week! one for each day!'' they all laughed, all his cuties were male.
''Yup, he's another one, please excuse any molesting in the pub, I can't help myself..'' he winked and his friends joined in, as they entered he ordered all the rounds, allowing Jackson to have a drink also.
He blushed deeply as he nodded his blonde head. "O-okay but if she kills me I'm gonna kick your-" he said but was cut off by a bunch of loud men coming near them.
Lycus scowled and looked into his eyes with a slight glare. ''I don't care if your fucking friend is having a party, she can have one by herself, you will meet my friends in this here pub with me.. and it don't matter what clothes you wear, your cute either way..'' he chuckled, leaning down to kiss the revealing tattoo with a slight smirk.
"B-but I wanted to go to my friends house! She was having a party..." he mumbled but nodded his head knowing that Lycus wouldn't let him leave either way. "I'm also not wearing cool clothing for th pub." he added motioning to his turtle neck that covered his neck that had a tatoo.
Sure he was good a goody good but he had gotten the tatoo on a dare and if his dad knew he would be killed.
He chuckled from the amusement this person was giving him, maybe he will be useful after all. Once arriving at the pub he chuckled, allowing the brother out, but he did not let him go. ''You can come drink with me, or would you rather me tell father about your embarrassment..'' he smirked, waiting for a reply.
This person could be his little life stress reliever.
That instantly shut him up and make him freeze as he stared up at him. "N-no no...no abuse...just let me out when you stop," he whimpered as he shook his head slowly.
He gulped hoping that he would just keep driving so he wouldn't do anything.
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