“ wanna be a pirate with me?” ( closed)

Bull snorted, but backed off when she hugged Jonathan. Two-faced bitch ran to one of the few people I won’t hurt. Fuck this, I need something to hit.

“Beta, I don’t know how you can stand this fucking woman,”he sighed, walking away.

He disappeared into the crowd, heading for the practice arena. Though, he ended up meeting and setting up a fight with a guy who wanted to climb the ranks.

Jonathan gladly wrapped his arms around Kera, cradling her. He was truly in need of the comfort, even though he wouldn’t openly admit it at the moment.

When Bull made his comment, he didn’t respond, not willing to show how much it stung him. He tried hard to focus on Kera instead, just her, but the crowd was starting to get to him now. He needed air.

Jonathan nodded and gently let Kera go, heading for the exit without hesitation. When he was outside, and a good bit away from the crowd, he paused to lean against a wall and took several deep breaths.

Jonathan appreciated her presence. He reached over to grab her hand, using the physical sensation to ground himself.

“Bull doesn’t like it when people aren’t upfront about their activities. And he absolutely hates it when someone dismisses him like ya did. He’s got that ‘big, intimidating guard dog’ mentality, and it pisses him off when that doesn’t work,”Jonathan explained, his voice shaky from nerves.

“And we followed your footprints here. I went with Bull because I was confused, and because ya startled the shit out of me. That’s why I’m like this. First, being startled, then seeing Bull pissed off like that, then everything just closing in and overwhelming me. I fucking hate this shit.”

He breathed deeply again, then sighed.

Jonathan wrapped around her again, nuzzling into her neck and closing his eyes.

“Alright. Though, ya could’ve told me. Bull does this all the time,”he replied.

His arms tightened slightly, holding her closer.

“I love ya too, Kera. Thank ya,”he said softly.

He slowly started to calm, the tenseness in his muscles fading.

Jonathan looked at her incredulously.

“Why? And… he’s probably in there fighting as we speak.”

Jonathan chuckled, hesitating a moment. He then took a final deep breath and took her hand.

“Just be careful with him. The more ya provoke him, the worse he gets,”he said softly.

Jonathan snickered, remembering that.

“Alright.”

Jonathan laughed at her enthusiasm, following her.

Bull was currently fighting a bulky man who was equal in height but twice his width. Bull held his own, using a technique that closely resembled street fighting, though he was much more methodical and precise.

“I’ll watch. I’m not much of a fighter,”Jonathan said shyly.

“So, you’re wanting to challenge me next?”Bull asked, walking out of the ring for a moment to sit down and catch his breath. He was clearly still pissed.

“Mad over nothing? For one, you never mentioned that you were a ring fighter. Two, you’re a secretive, two-faced bitch. And three, you’re hanging out with Jonathan. This kid here, is like a fucking son to me. And the way you’ve been treating him is like shit,”Bull hissed.

“Ya haven’t seen the way she treats me when we’re alone,”Jonathan commented quietly. He seemed mellow, but there was a hint of resignation in his eyes.

Bull scowled at Kera, then caught up to her and snatched her by the arm.

“How about that fucking fight?”he hissed, glaring harshly at her.

“Bull? Bull, what the fuck are ya doing?”Jonathan asked.

He didn’t move, but he watched, his eyes widening in shock. No. No, this fight was something he had wanted to avoid.

Bull let go of her, but moved to block her from leaving.

“I want an answer,”he growled.

Jonathan saw what Kera was doing, and was grateful. However, he worried that Bull wouldn’t listen.

Bull’s glare grew even harsher.

“Are you going to fight me or not?”

That caught Bull off guard. He glanced at Jonathan, noticing how jittery the youth had become. He sighed.

“Get the fuck away from me,”he hissed at Kera. He then walked away from the pair.