Never Without You │ BOTW modern AU fanfic

Good Person

(Content warning: This chapter includes explicit language and depictions of substance use, as well as sensitive themes related to sexual and physical abuse.)

Malice's POV

The beer tastes like shit, the music sucks, and the people here are even worse. This whole party is kinda ass. Why did I come here tonight? And why are there so many people? It's summer break, usually campus is a ghost town this time of year.

I look around the room, trying to see where Majora went. She probably went upstairs with Bellum. Figures...

I finish my beer, lean my head back against the back of the couch, and shut my eyes for a second. I'm finally starting to feel a little tipsy. I'm so tired from walking all day. I could pass out right now even though the music is so loud that I can feel the bass quaking in my chest. Who made this playlist? It seriously sucks.

Somebody drops next to me onto the couch. I jolt when he puts his arm around my shoulders but sigh in relief when I see that it's just Karusa.

"Looks like we found ourselves a little Eagle," he says, offering me a joint.

"Shut up, I don't even care about that school." I take a hit from his joint before I pass it back to him. He doesn't know I dropped out of Hyrule. Nobody knows yet and I intend to keep it that way.

"Chill, I think it's kinda cute that you play for the other team," he winks at me and gives me his iconic smirk. I roll my eyes at him and ignore him. "Besides, you're more Boar than any of us."

"Thanks. I guess?" I do like Lorule much better than Hyrule but I don't have school pride for either.

"So," he takes a sip from his red cup. "How are you on this fine evening?"

"What?" I look at him annoyed. Why's he talking so formally?

"Enjoying yourself?" He asks.

"Having the time of my life," I remark sarcastically. "What about you?"

"Living life to its fullest," he smiles.

I take the cup out of his hands and finish his drink for him. It's better than the beer I was trying to self-medicate with.

"If you asked kindly, I could've just gotten you a drink," he notes. I can barely hear him through the noise. 

It's crowded and hot in here, and I am miserable. I thought this party would relax me but... Fuck, I've only been here for an hour or so and I'm already questioning why I came here in the first place. But then again, where else would I be tonight? The frat house is still better than my other options.

More guys join us in the room. They greet us with a nod and walk up to us. I sorta want to be alone right now but I can't say I really mind the company of these guys. I like Ghirahim and Zant even though they can be super dense and annoying sometimes, and although I haven't really interacted with Kiroh much, he seems chill.

"Hey Malice, how you doing?" Ghirahim hands me a red cup and I gladly accept. He sits next to me, claiming the last free spot on the small, filthy couch. "What's up, K!"

"My brother! Good to see you," Karusa leans across my legs to dap Ghirahim. I feel like a sandwich now!

"Want me to move so you guys can make out?" I ask them.

"Don't be jealous," Ghirahim laughs, sticking out his tongue. "There's enough of me for both of you."

"Gross, bro," Karusa speaks my mind.

"Dude, she's right there, she can hear you," Ghirahim jokes. "You're not gross," he then says to me."

"I was talking about you!" Karusa tells Ghirahim in a chuckle.