Private roleplay with @Otaku_Is_Anime_Trash

"Yep." Lucas held tight to Nick's hand and led him into the school.

“Do you need to go to your locker?” He asked.

"No, I'm okay. Do you?" Lucas replied.

“Well, it wouldn't make a difference,” he sighed. “I can’t see or write any material he gives to us.”

"I guess so… but keep your chin up!" Lucas tried to encourage Nick, hugging him for a second.

(he is it was supposed to be wouldn't)

"Am I looking down again, s-sorry…" His face felt numb to him now that he didn't have his eyes. "Time for first period!" he said as the bell rang. More people bumped into him and he wasn't used to this environment. "Ow!"

"No, no, I mean figuratively, love. It's okay, you don't have to apologize." Lucas led Nick to their first class, trying to steer him away from the crowd.

He let himself be pulled as he started to hear mumbled. "We must be in class now right?" he asked, knowing some mumbles would be offensive.

"Just about, love." Lucas glared at anyone who dared to mutter about Nick, his gaze holding an intensity that his classmates had never seen before in him.

He nodded and glided his hand across some desks making sure not to bump into anything. Someone put there foot out in front of him which made him trip. Nick fell on the ground which made him groan.

"Hey!" Lucas immediately helped Nick up and furiously gripped the front of the offender's shirt, tugging him up with a strength even he didn't know he had and looking more than ready to sock the guy across the jaw.

“Lucas it’s okay, I don’t want this to get out of hand,” he said grabbing his shirt. “Let’s go sit down…”

"Absolutely not, Nick. You sit down." Lucas growled without moving his glare from the bastard's face. "You'd better fuck off before your face resembles week old roadkill, do you hear me?" He gripped the bastard harder, pulling him very close to himself to glare at him more intensely.

Nick latched onto Lucas’s arm. “Please Lucas,” he pulled Lucas the best he could.

"Nick, I thought I made it clear that I wasn't going to stand for this shit before we arrived." Lucas turned to Nick, sighing.

“Lucas, you’re scaring me,” he whispered. “Just calm down. I’m okay I promise. Calm down.”

Lucas grumbled in annoyance and reluctantly released the bastard. "Fine. You got lucky this time, but if you fucking touch him again, I will destroy all you hold dear. Is that clear, or do I have to repeat myself for someone as dull as you to understand?"

“Dude, calm down bro,” he threw his hands up in defense.
“Lucas, let’s go,” Nick pulled Lucas and tugged him away to their seats.

Lucas helped Nick sit down before sitting beside him, tapping his fingers on the desk and his foot on the ground anxiously. He still seemed pissy and uneasy.

“Lucas, it’s alright,” he reached his hand over and touched his cheek before kissing his lips.

Lucas kissed him back, still very on edge. "But he… he hurt you…"

“Yeah, but I have you so. It doesn’t matter if people hurt me,” he shrugged and grinned.

"But I can't allow them to do that. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I stood idly by and watched?"

“Yeah, but still. Just don’t get scary like that again,” Nick leaned back in his seat as the teacher walked in.

"Sorry, love… I guess I got a little carried away." Lucas looked up when the teacher came in.