Req. So...Are You Jealous? (Altair x Reader)

"Why do I have to be here?!" Your friend yelled into your ear. You rolled your (e/c) eyes, shining with excitement.

"Because you're my best friend and since you're my best friend, you have to come here! Besides, I paid for your expensive ticket!" You screamed back.

You and your best friend were at a Nightwish concert, your favorite band. Your best friend absolutely hated them. You decided to not let your best friend's attitude to not let you down. You were, in fact, at your favorite band's concert!

The concert was about to begin. You have been saving up money for this moment! You have been saving money from your job and volunteer work around the city. You squealed when the lights dimmed. You had front row seats and these were not cheap. You heard you were supposed to have four more people sitting next to you.

"Hey, is this seat A3?" A voice yelled, poking your side. You turned slightly and saw a black haired man, rolling his eyes. Behind him was an energetic dude who looked the same as him, but you noticed his shirt. Nightwish shirt. You grinned.

"Yeah. Fan?" You asked loudly, watching him grunt and roll his eyes, jabbing his thumb to his right.

"No, it's my brother and... this novice. Oh. And his girlfriend." He huffed. His brother waved energetically at you and your best friend. Your best friend smiled and waved back. He grinned. You peered over him, wondering who ‘novice’ was. You saw a guy with a white hood, smirking.

“Calm down Malik.” The guy smirked. The man, who you learned was Malik, huffed. The man in the middle laughed. He stuck his hand out and grinned.

“I’m Kadar. This is my brother, Malik,” he said, pointing at the annoyed man. You took a quick glimpse at his limbless arm. You giggled and continued listening to Kadar.

“and that is Altair, a huge fan of Nightwish, like me!” he finished, grinning. You figured he was the energetic brother of the two.

Altair was calmly waiting for the concert to begin, but you could see he was very excited to be here-

"Hey, Altair!" A female voice purred. You leaned forward slightly, hearing it come from Kadar's side.

A woman, around everyone's age, was weirdly touching Altair's arm. Altair was looking straight ahead, trying to ignore her.

"Hello, Maria..." He mumbled. He turned slightly in your direction and gave you a blank stare. You leaned back.

"Hey, Malik." You whispered loudly into his ear. He huffed.

"Hm?" He asked, looking at the flashing light on the stage.

"Who is that? I heard its Maria, but..." You muttered, glancing at Altair's uncomfortable expression. Currently, she was trying to make him wrap his arms around her in a 'protective hold'. She failed epically.

"That would be Altair's girlfriend." He said bluntly, eyeing Kadar. His youngest brother was currently scarfing down Pixie-Stix. He sighed.

You choked. "Girlfriend?!" You pounded on your chest, not believing him.

"Yes. Well, technically, almost 'ex-girlfriend'. Why? Do you...like him already?" He teased. You just meet the three guys and you acted like you've known them for years. Your best friend left for the bathroom. Probably to update her Facebook status.

You blushed. "No, I'll admit, you guys are more attractive than any guys I've seen, but don't get so cocky...and what do you mean, 'ex'?" You asked curiously.

Maria batted her eyes at Kadar, asking him with a sickly sweet tone for a Pixie-Stix. He glanced at his collection and reluctantly handed one over. He looked at the blue Pixie Stix in longing.

"They've been going out for awhile, but Altair said he was starting to lose interest. It's not the best reason, but knowing him, he'll find a good reason. Somehow." He explained.

"Will you please shut up?!" Altair screamed. Malik, Kadar, and your attention was drowned to his words.

"Baby, what are you talking about?" She smiled. He scoffed. He sighed loudly.

"You're so clingy and annoying. We need to see other people." He said bluntly. Your eyes widened. Geez, the dude has balls.

She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Fine," she spat. You glanced over to you and motioned you to come closer. You leaned in.

"Care to switch seats? I think he just needs to cool off..." She grunted. She didn't wait for your answer as she pushed you out of the way. You found yourself sitting next to a very annoyed Altair. You glanced at Malik worriedly.

He had a pained expression, meaning he wasn't going to enjoy this at all. Kadar snickered as he freely handed you two Pixie Stix, one for you and one for Altair. You wordlessly handed one to him. He grabbed it carefully before ripping the top off and swallowing it whole. You grinned.

"Nice." You said, playfully punching his arm. He raised his eyebrow at you, but didn't say anything. 

Even though it was about 10 minutes until the opening song, it was an awkward silence for the both of you, despite all the questions you wanted to ask.

"What do you like about Nightwish?" He asked suddenly, nudging Kadar for more Stix. You hummed. Kadar pouted and handed him a purple one. Altair looked away in disgust.

"Everything. It's a great thing to love, you know?" You responded, grinning at him. He gave a hesitant smile, something you believed he didn't do often.

"Same here. The beat is great. It's something you can always drum your fingers to." He replied. You nodded.

"Dude, Altair!" Kadar yelled. Altair muttered and leaned back.

"What?" He questioned. Kadar grinned. They had a silently conversation back your back, something that made you shift in your seat. Most concerts made you stand, but not when you're in front row. You would regret it.

Altair coughed, bringing you back to your senses.

"So, uh, where do you live?" He asked casually. You gave him an amused grin.

"You sound like Ezio. Flirty!" You smiled. He twitched.

"You know my cousin?" He asked suddenly. You gasped.

"You're related?!" You asked, appalled. Ezio was, for some strange reason, your best friend.

"Of cour-"

"Ladies and gentlemen! I present to you, Nishwish!"

Dang.

~><~><~><~><~

"Thank you ladies and gentlemen! Enjoy your night!" The announcer said, bidding farewells. Your heart was beating quickly, still pumped up after the ending.

"So (Y/n), I'm assuming you have no ride home?" Malik asked, poking your side. You flinched. You were very sensitive on your sides.

"Well, (best friend's name) was suppose to be my ride, but judging on how long she's been gone, she must have left me." You groaned. It was 11:00 at night and you didn't want to walk home. It was dangerous to walk at night, especially where you lived.

"She can stay with us." Altair murmured, not getting up from his chair. His feet were rested comfortably on a music stand.

"That'll be so cool. A girl sleeping in our house, not because Ezio brought her home." Kadar grinned. You facepalmed.

"That conversation isn't over." You muttered to Altair. He shrugged.

"If she's coming, where am I staying?" Maria asked out of no where. You shuddered in surprise.

"You have hundred of guys in your contact list. Call one of them." Altair said quickly, grasping your hand and running up the stairs. Maria's shrill complaints and Kadar and Malik's huffs didn't phase Altair. He had a smirk planted on his face when he turned to look at you at the parking lot. He turned to check on you.

Your eyes were closed as you smiled softly. The moonlight was reflecting beams of soft light on your skin. The night breeze blew your hair softly as you took deep, but quiet breathes. If he could admit it, Altair would've thought you were more perfect than the first time he laid eyes on Maria. That was a lot to be proud of.

"So, what do you say?" He asked, reluctantly pulling his hand away from your wrist. You grinned.

"Not like I have anywhere else to go." You grinned. He chuckled.

"Malik's car would be a shiny black car. Somewhere in C3." He hummed, pulling you over to the section that read the correct one. You groaned when you noticed all of the rows and rows of cars.

"I know there are a lot of cars, but..." Altair smirked. "We'll find the right one."

"We'll?" You asked incredulously. He nodded.

"If you're staying with us, this is your payment of the sort." He said smugly. You rolled your eyes and sighed.

"Black car?" You asked, eyeing a black car in the back. He nodded.

"Black car."

~><~><~

"We have checked every black car in C3. Are you sure it's here?" You sighed, joining Altair. He eyed Malik and Kadar waiting at one of the black cars.

"Oops. I think I meant section C2..." He groaned, pointing at Malik and Kadar. You facepalmed and punched him on the chest. He frowned, but ran over to them. 

In closer inspection, Kadar was being man-handled by Malik. You wordlessly asked Malik what the hell was his younger brother doing.

"Sugar crash." He sighed. Kadar yawned. 

"What were you guys doing? We've been waiting for you for hours....were you making out...?" Kadar passed out before he could wait for an answer. Your mouth stood agap.

"Whoa. Don't take it so seriously like that, Kadar." You nearly shrieked. He drunkingly waved you off in his deep sugar coma. Altair didn't say a word.

"What's wrong?" Malik asked. Altair shrugged.

"Reminds me of Maria. I wished she'd leave..." He muttered. Malik nodded.

"Wanna crash at Ezio's?" He asked, unlocking the door. He opened the passenger side and literally threw Kadar in. He groaned, but didn't wake.

"Sure. (Y/n) must know him since our little...conversation that lasted two seconds." Altair smirked. You merely blushed and waved him off. You got in and sat next to Altair. You buckled on your seat belt and so did Malik. Altair scoffed, but didn't put his on.

"So, what street do you live on?" Malik asked, revising the car with his one arm. You tried not to stare.

"(Address). If I just told you the address, why would you bring me to Ezio's place?" You asked, bewildered. Malik gave Altair and nervous glance.

"It's easier that way. It's dangerous to drive at night and Ezio gave all of us a key to his...uh-"

"Villa." You interrupted. He nodded.

"Rich guys get the good stuff. We live a cozy apartment. Kadar lives with us, too." Altair jumped in the conversation. You nodded.

"I live alone." You admitted, the car become silent as Malik turned right.

"Why do you live alone?" Malik asked carefully. You smiled.

"That's because-"

"That's because (y/n) is a strong, independent woman who don't need no man..." Kadar moaned, fidgeting weirdly in the seat.

"What the hell...?" Altair muttered. You burst out laughing.

"I love that meme!" You grinned, trying to calm down. Kadar grinned, but suddenly went slack. You fell silent as you poked his still body.

"Kadar? Are you dead?" You asked, jabbing your finger in his side.

"Don't worry about the idiot. This is his slumber stage." Malik explained, pulling into Ezio's villa. You looked out of your window, gazing at the beautiful building.

"Jealous?" A voice startled you. You grinned at the figure leaning on the car. Malik scowled.

"Keep your hands off the hood." He sighed. Ezio smirked.

"Sorry, dude." Ezio grinned. He turned to you.

"So. How long has it been?" He asked, opening the car door. You grinned and stepped out.

"Too long." You said, hugging him. He grinned and patted your back. An awkward cough flew by.

"Hey, can we stay here for the night?" Altair asked, eyeing Ezio's hands...slowly....venturing...down....south...

"Sure dude. I'll just ask my father first. Federico is home with friends, so I'm worried about (y/n)'s sanity." Ezio smiled, fist bumping Altair.

"I'll park the car in the back. Altair, want to stay?" Malik asked, popping his head out. Altair nodded.

"Alright. I'll take (y/n) inside." Ezio said, pulling you onto his pristine driveway. You walked with him to his house when he opened the door for you. You smirked.

"Still ever the gentleman." You teased. He chuckled.

"Ezio, who are you bringing home this time?" You heard a woman ask. Maria! And not Altair's Maria!

"Madre!" Ezio protested, pointing at you. You grinned.

"Ah! Mi dispiace. (Y/n)! It's been awhile!" Maria exclaimed warmly. You walked up to her and have her a quick hug.

"I haven't seen you for...8 months, 2 weeks, 6 days, 17 hours, 29 minutes, 5 seconds, and 57 nanoseconds!" She smiled. You looked at her weirdly.

"Mother..." Ezio said slowly. "Have you been waiting for her return? I see her almost everyday in high school..." Ezio said awkwardly. You coughed. His mother whistled.

"No. That'll be your father. Which reminds me, I'll go tell him to get pizza because I'm guessing Malik, Altair, and Kadar are here as well?" She asked. Ezio grinned sheepishly.

"Yes. Is it alright if they sleep here for tonight?" Ezio asked, puppy eyeing his mother. She sighed and smiled.

"Of course. You can either let them bunk in your room of the extra room. Up to you. I'll go call your father." She hummed, walking into the kitchen. Ezio grinned when he heard Malik fumbled and cuss with the door lock.

Ezio raised his finger, telling you to be quiet as he held the doorknob. Malik swore.

"Ah c'mon. Hurry up! Your bother isn't exactly light!" Altair groaned. You stifled a giggle.

"Hold the door. I'll go down the balcony." Ezio whispered. You nodded, holding the door tightly. He quietly ran up the stairs to the second floor, most likely to climb down the balcony and surprise Altair and Malik.

"Move over and I'll do it." Altair sighed. You snorted. Luckily, they didn't hear.

"No. I got this." Malik huffed. You mentally groaned. He was twisting it harder.

A sudden rustle of a bush signalized Ezio's success of climbing. Even though you couldn't see, you knew Altair heard it too.

"Surprise mother hover!" Ezio screamed, pushing Altair away from the door and slamming Malik into the door. The door couldn't hold the weight of two grown men, so it collapsed onto you. You groaned.

"Merda, Altair. If you liked my best friend, you could've told me." Ezio grinned, noticing a small predicament.

Due to the falling door, Altair threw a sugar coma filled Kadar backward, landing on the grass. Malik twisted fast enough that Altair fell first, not him. Ezio was lucky to land on the top.

You were on the bottom of the pig pile.

"E-Ezio'!" You squeaked. Altair smirked, face very close to yours.

"Do you find me...repulsive?" He asked. Malik got up and shoved Ezio. 

"No..." You said quietly, watching Malik strangle Ezio with amusement.

"Good. This is how I'm going to sleep tonight." He said quickly. He got and lend you a hand. You grabbed it gratefully.

He pulled you too quickly and you were pulled onto him. You blushed and pushed yourself off. He grinned and scratched the back of his neck. 

"Cute." You whispered. 

"What?" He asked. You shook your head.

"Nothing. Let's go help the guys." You sighed, pointing at Ezio being pulled by the ear from his mom. Malik watched in triumph as he carried Kadar inside. It's a miracle how he didn't wake up.

"You father says he's coming home soon. Take your friends and quickly clean up your room to give them space." His mother instructed. Ezio sighed and nodded.

"Follow me." He sighed. Altair groaned.

"Dude, I'm your cousin and Malik is our bud. (Y/n) is your best friend since...what? Kindergarten?" Altair exclaimed. Ezio shushed him.

"Shh. It just so she thinks I have good manners. Get your lazy butt up and move." He smirked. Altair glared and walked up the stairs. You happily followed, skipping along. You looked back and watched Malik struggle. Must've been hard for him to carry his brother.

"Hey, Ezio." Malik called out. Ezio turned around.

"This is the closet. The one no one ever uses?" Malik asked, nudging the knob. Ezio smiled and nodded and kept walking. You stayed back and watched.

Malik set Kadar down and opened the closet. Suddenly, he grabbed Kadar and dropped him inside. He slammed the door closed and walked away casually. He walked past you as you stared at the door. You numbly turned around and kept walking. Well...that gave a clear warning to not get a sugar coma...

"So, what's the sleeping arangements?" Malik asked, leaning on the wall after he closed the door. Ezio plopped onto his bed and smirked.

"Why would be sleep?" He asked, turning on the TV.

"Oh, Ezio! Has Altair called-" Maria popped out of no where. See, this wasn't Marau as in Maria Auditore. It was Maria Thrope.

"Ah. Altair!" She said sweetly. You gagged. She gave you a menacing look. You scoffed, unaffected.

Altair tensed. Malik simply moved to stand next to you.

"Altair maybe a dick to guys and maybe beat the day lights out of one, but he never hits a woman. Unless, of course, the woman hits a loved one. That hasn't happened, but..." Malik murmured. You nodded, understanding. The guy had chivalry, and if you didn't obey or meet his expectations, it wasn't pretty.

"May I politely ask, why are you here?" Altair asked slowly, looking at a commercial for Shake Weights. He turned to face her at an awkward part. You chuckled, but you noticed how Malik looked at wantingly. You thought it was because of the man's muscle, but it was the two arms. You nudged him. He shook you off.

"You said to get a ride home. I called Federico and he let me stay." Maria said simply, sitting next to Ezio. He scooted over. By a lot.

Altair sighed. "Leave." 

Maria furrowed her eyebrows. "This isn't your house." Ezio chuckled and stepped in.

"He may not own this house, but he's the eldest cousin. If Desmond or Connor, on the other hand, told me, I wouldn't really let him 'own' this house." Ezio chuckled. Maria glared at you suddenly. She walked over and slapped you.

"It's your fault!" She screamed. You held your red cheek.

"What? How is it my fault?" You yelled, standing up. Maria was fuming. She had a horrible temper.

"You probably...I don't know! You brainwashed him!" She yelled. You snickered.

"Really? That's the best you could do?" You asked. Altair stepped into the middle, head starring at the ground.

"As much as I'd like to see (y/n) punch you Maria, you can stay." He said. Maria smugly looked at you, but was highly offended by his punching statement.

"Altair. I barely know her, but I don't like her. It wouldn't end well. I can keep a temper, but I don't think she can." You hissed, pointing a finger at her. She snorted.

He pushed you against Ezio's blue walls and whispered harshly into your ear.

"Obviously. If she starts getting on my nerves, I'll let you punch her. If she goes now, it'll be worse in the future. So, calm down." He said, backing up. Maria rushed behind him and gave him a tight hug. He groaned.

Who wouldn't? Especially since he wants to break up. You sighed. He noticed and gave you an apologetic glance. You sighed again and walked over to Ezio's couch as Malik and Ezio sat beside you.

"So! Uh, what movie? Unless you don't want to..." Ezio said, clapping his hands awkwardly. You were about to recommend your and Ezio's favorite mobile since childhood: (Favorite Movie).

"Ooh! Do you have Twilight?" Maria asked, pulling Altair onto Ezio's loveseat. Why does he have one?

Altair shot you three a pained expression. You laughed as Malik grinned.

"Uh, Claudia might have it..." Ezio said awkwardly. You groaned. You hated this movie.

"Well, go get it!" Maria commanded. Ezio looked down and mutter to you.

"See, the thing is, she's having a fashion party with bathing suits. Don't be surprised if I come back with red hand marks on my face." He sighed, standing and leaving the room.

"So, (y/n). Are you single?" Maria asked suddenly. You shrugged.

"Single as a Pringle." You responded coolly. She smirked.

"Ugly duckling of the group?" She asked, twirling her hair. You glared. 

"Well, it isn't the first time someone called me that." You huffed. 

"Hide me!" Ezio squeaked, diving under the bed randomly.

"Hey! Malik! Have you seen Ezio under the bed lately?" Claudia yelled, running into the room. Ezio was right; she was having a fashion show with swim suits.

"Oh, I don't know, yeah?" Malik grinned, hearing the Italian man whimper. Claudia smiled and thanked him.

"Get your Italian ass out of the bed and come here! And give (y/n) the movie so they won't be bored!" She commanded, watching Ezio helplessly crawl out and give to the DVD. The instant you grabbed hold of it, he bolted out of the room.

"Ezio! Tornate qui!" Claudia screamed. Malik sighed and walked out of the room, most likely to assist the guy. You awkwardly looked at the DVD case.

"Well, I will go insert it now..." You coughed, kneeling to put in the disc into the tray. Ezio didn't really own a DVD player. He used his Xbox to watch movies. You knew because he would mention playing with his cousin.

Watching Altair from the corner of your eye, you felt something build up on your chest.

Maria tried snuggling with Altair, but he scooted over. Eventually, he reached the edge of the couch and Maria triumph lay grasped him tightly. He rolled his eyes.

Ah. You knew what you felt.

Jealously.

'Oh, it's nothing.' You waved. You've had many crushes before, so why would it matter now? It's just a infatuation. Nothing more.

Minutes later, a weeping Ezio sat in the room next to Malik when Malik plopped down a few seconds earlier.

"Ezio. What's wrong-"

"Hold me Malik!" Ezio weeped. Altair paused the movie and Maria pouted.

"What's wrong dude?" You asked, scooting next to him. He sighed.

"Claudia deleted all of the female contacts in my phone!" He cried out, shoving his iPhone at Malik's face. Malik studied his contact list and nodded.

"You still have (y/n)." He noted. Ezio smiled and nodded.

"Of course. I'll save her first then the girls." He said, nudging you. You grinned. 

"Grow a pair and talk to them and get their numbers again!" Maria suddenly shouted, pressing 'play'. The movie continued until Altair stood up.

"I'm moving over to (y/n)." He said bluntly. Maria shook her head.

"No. Stay here." She frowned. Altair scoffed.

"All you do if make me uncomfortable. Just leave." He sighed. You hid a small smile.

Maria furrowed her eyebrows and scowled.

"Fine. Stay with the slut. I'll just go in Claudia's room-"

Altair stood up and was about to slap her, but Malik grassed his arm and told him to sit down.

Chivalry overload.

 Your eyes watered, but you blinked them away, refusing to let your emotions to run.

"That's right Altair. She's a slut. An ugly, home wrecker, freaking slut. Get over it because I am." She said smugly. You frowned as a tear formed in the corner of your eye. Ezio shot you a worried look and you smiled to assure him that you were fine, but just annoyed. You wiped it away.

"Said Maria." You muttered. She heard and walked up to you and slapped you.

Hard.

You stood up and ignored the flaming sting on your cheek, knowing a hand mark was formed.

"What did you say?" She asked harshly. Her citrus smelled gum flew into your nose and you coughed.

"Nothing that concerns you. Since Ezio is uncomfortable with this...situation, I suggest that you leave." You said, motioning at Ezio's awkward stare at the screen. Maria was about to object, but Altair intervened.

"Hey. Maria. You know how you always wanted to go cliff diving into the ocean?" Altair asked, grabbing her hand. You frowned, hurt.

She smiled and nodded. Altair smirked. He brought her over to the balcony, knowing Ezio's Villa more than the rest of the group and hugged Maria. She smiled and hugged back lightly, sending you and smug look. You rolled your eyes.

"What's he doing?" Ezio asked. Malik was chuckling.

"So, Maria wants to go cliff diving. There's a very deep pool underneath your balcony." Malik explained. Ezio smirked when he finally understood. You were confused, so you just watched the two of them.

"Are we going down together?" She asked sweetly, imagining the cliff with closed eyes. Altair told you three to be quiet as he held Maria on her waist. He set her down on the ledge as she opened her eyes.

"Ladies first." Altair grinned madly as he pushed her backward. Her eyes widened and in slow motion, she fell backwards into the pool with a loud crash. She screamed the whole way down.

Ezio burst out laughing, but was worried to deal with Giovanni the next morning. Malik was holding his stomach and he looked like he was crying, but you simply giggled and walked up behind Altair and patted her back. He smiled.

"Can't she climb out?" You asked worriedly, watching her glare death at the two of you.

"No. The pool has a glass wall, but no roof. It's locked from the inside, but she doesn't have a key." Altair grinned gleefully. You laughed and told him him you would come back. You walked to the Xbox and ejected the disc.

Walking up to the balcony, Altair shot you a glance you whipped the disc at Maria as it whacked her head. She cried out in the cold water. You and Altair howled with laughter.

"So, uh, do you want to live with us?" Altair asked, not looking at you. He was referring to him, Malik, and Kadar. He was still in the closet. You hummed and nodded.

"I don't have a better place to be." You grinned, hugging him. He tensed, but relaxed as he patted your back. You smiled and let go.

"I'm gonna sleep." Malik said randomly, passing out on the couch. You rolled your eyes. Altair smirked, so did Ezio. He walked always from you and pulled out a black Sharpie marker. You giggled, watching them and taking pictures.

<><><><><><><><><>

"I can't believe you guys did that when I was sleeping." Kadar frowned, listening to the whole story. The four of you were seated in their apartment. It was more of a condo really, but it was nice. Ezio was grounded after the incident, so he wasn't here.

Altair stayed silent as you and Kadar spoke about Nightwish. Malik sat there, staring at Altair.

A few minutes passed until Malik spoke up.

"Altair, are you alright?" He asked worriedly, noticing his silence. He nodded before coughing.

"May I speak to you in the bedroom?" He asked, looking at you. You looked at his golden eyes and blushed before nodding. Kadar wiggled his eyebrows and smirked as you punched his shoulder.

Perverted kid.

He closed the door slightly and he spoke quietly. Well, not really, but just..softly.

"What?" You asked, not hearing him. He growled.

"So, as you know, I broke up with Maria." He scoffed. You rolled your eyes.

"Yeah. Judging on what happened last night." You huffed, leaning on the wall. He huffed.

"Well, yeah. I met a girl last night at the concert, so I decided yesterday was the day to break up with her. I wanted to for a while now." He admitted.

"But I don't know how to tell her how I feel." He sighed. You chuckled.

"Just tell her." You sighed, somewhat jealous of the girl. He laughed, but became quiet again. He took a deep breath.

"I wanna buy you flowers." He coughed out awkwardly. You shot him a weird look.

"What the hell does that mean?" You asked loudly. He flinched and looked down.

The door suddenly opened and Malik peeked in.

"He's staying he likes you." He stated before closing the door again. Just like a groundhog.

"Oh. Oh. Oh! You understood. He nodded.

"Yeah. Oh." He sighed. He shook his head.

"Look, just tell me now and save the 'Oh, I'm sorry. You're not my type.' crap. Give it to me straight." He scoffed, blushing slightly at Malik's blunt information.

"You want it straight? Sure!" You replied. You grabbed his white hood and presses you lips softly against his for about 5 seconds before letting go. You raised your eyebrows.

"Straight enough?" You asked, placing your hands on your hips. He nodded, slightly shaking off the surprise.

"Yup. Straight enough." He sighed, smiling lightly. He suddenly picked you up and threw you over his shoulder and opens the door. A startled Malik and Kadar crashed to the ground with guilty faces.

"Sorry. I know you needed help." Malik grinned, groaning from Kadar's weight. Kadar smirked and laughed.

"Use protection! I don't wanna be a Uncle!"

Every girl is jealous of you now.