A Live Bomb and his Russian Lover (Whitty x Ruv)

Chapter 2, A bitch up out ass, part 2

A/N: I forgot who made the picture, but I think it's nice and perfect

~*Keith's POV*~

After the song finished, I was panicking on the floor because I thought the living bomb was going to kill me. I started to backing away from the bomb, who looked insane. He loomed over me before raising his fist to hit me. I closed my eyes, waiting for him to hit me, but there sounded like there was a struggle. I opened my eyes and the girl in a nun outfit from before, Sarv, was trying to calm him down. A felt cold hands put me back on my feet. I looked up at the person, and it was the Russian who was with the nun girl, Ruv, I think it was. 

"Hey, it's okay," Sarv said, standing in front of the living bomb with her hands up. The living bomb growled while huffing and puffing, his wick was starting to go slowly. Cherry held my hand with one hand, and the boombox in the other. The Russian looked uncomfortable being close to me, I moved away from him a little. 

"Sarv, I don't get why we're helping these little twats," Ruv said, pointing at us. "Why can't we leave them?" Sarv turned to look at Ruv, a little pissed, while the living bomb looked confused. Before Sarv could say anything, a female voice yelling 'Whitty!' along with running came down the alleyway. A girl ran into Ruv's leg, falling backward. Ruv looked confused before, moving to the side and looking down at the girl. 

"Are you okay, Carol?" The living bomb said, walking to her and crouching next to her. 

"I'm fine, it barely hurts," The girl says, looking up. "Are you okay, Whitty? I heard you scream," 

"It's fine. I got a little anger, that's all," Whitty apologised, helping her up, only then I got a good look at her. She had black hair and eyes, dark skin, a dark t-shirt with a pale blue long-sleeved shirt under it, blue shorts, and grey sneakers. 

"Are you sure?" Carol asked, still concerned. 

"That little neon haired fuck may have caused," Sarv stated. "Don't tell the church I swore," She giggled. Carol looked at me for a moment, processing it. 

"So, he was a pain in your ass, Whitty?" Carol asked, and giggled. 

"Excuse me?!" I yelped. Whitty inhaled and looked like he was trying not to laugh.

"He was a pain our asses as well," Sarv laughed manically. Carol and Cherry started to laugh while I groaned loudly. 

"Well, you shouldn't have picked a fight with Sarv, Ruv and Whitty," Cherry giggled, and Carol agreed.