The Lost Boys Imagines & Preferences ✓ [COMPLETED]

Imagine 45: Rage Room 🤬 (Lost Boys)

Requested by Tired4rtist

Pairing: Y/N x Lost Boys

Summary: *Y/N is just a gem! Not a mean bone in Y/N's body, right? WRONG! When the Lost Boys decide to take Y/N to a rage room, they sit and watch Y/N explode, and turns out, some of Y/N rage is lit by the Lost Boys🤭*

*Y/N's POV*

I hum under my breath before I bite the stitch off and hold up Marko's jacket.
One of his patches was worn, so I decided to fix it for him.
"Y/N," David comes walking down, tugging at his gloves.
I stand up, and smile. "Yeah?"
"Guys and I are going out, stay here, okay?"
My heart sinks. They've been a little controlling lately...
But, I don't want to point it out.
I only exhale softly, and force a smile. "Okay, drive safe. I'll see you later," I wave them goodbye, and when there gone, I take a seat.
There's nothing to do here... it's so boring.
I bite my bottom lip, playing with my hair.
I love those guys, I really do, but some days they make me so mad that I just wanna-
I gasp. No, don't think like that!
I'm not a mean person, I like to put other people before me. It's my choice...I shouldn't go around and get angry at them.
Besides...boys will be boys, after all.

*David's POV*

I chuckle under my breath, walking out of the Rage Room building.
"Alright, we're all set."
"We're actually gonna get Y/N to do this?" Dwayne asks.
I nod. "We certainly are," I laugh, "come on, this'll be fun."
Y/N needs to release some tension. I can see it in the way there facial expressions that they've been super pissed off.
So hopefully, tomorrow night, we'll remedy that.

*Next night*
*Y/N's POV*

Finally! The guys took me out.
But...they took me to a...
"A rage room?" I ask curiously, being led through this hallway.
They nod. "Yep."
"What's that?" I ask hesitantly, pinching my fingers. I've never done this before...
"A rage room is a room where people go and destroy things! You know that feeling you get where your so mad you want to punch a wall?!" Paul demonstrates, and I jump a little. "Only in this room, your ACTUALLY ALLOWED to destroy things!" He laughs, like he's a kid in the candy store. "It's a dream come true."
"Yeah, but why did you sign me up for that?!" I ask, before I get pushed inside the graffiti filled room, along with what appears to be old TVs, glass bottles, and a table with a bat and axe...
Yo, this is crazy.
They shut the door behind me. "Have fun!" David waves, before getting nice and comfy behind his protective glass wall.
Okay...this is awkward now.
I slowly touch the bat, before grasping it and lifting it up.
So...destroy things?
I look at the vaccum cleaner beside me, and I gently hit it.
It doesn't give me any adrenaline.
So, I hit it harder, still nothing.
How to people get off on this?
Suddenly, my head fills with memories of all the times the guys have annoyed me, or made me angry.
Suddenly, my grasp gets tighter.
I stare at the vaccum like it's an enemy, and as hard as I can I hit it.
Ohh...that felt good...
I laugh, glancing around for another thing to break.
Hmm, this'll be fun after all!

*David's POV*

I chuckle a little watching Y/N go.
Looks like they finally figured it out.
I smirk, before my eyes widen when I hear what Y/N says.
"*Bleep* you David!" Y/N smashes a bottle in the wall.
Whoa!
Y/N never says bad words!
My eyes widen.
Y/N breaks a TV. "Screw you Marko! Stealing all my leftovers!"
Marko's jaw drops.
Y/N throws a bottle in the wall. "And *bleep* you Paul! For destroying my copy of Nirvana CD!"
Damn...they are pissed!
This is way to funny.
Hey... Wait a minute...
I look at Dwayne. "You're name hasn't been called yet."
He smirks. "I'm a Saint, is why," he laughs, before Paul smacks him on the shoulder.
We watch Y/N shout various insults with our names attached, before they're too tired to go one.
Y/N steps out, out of breath, but pure joy on they're face.
"Remind us not to ever get on your bad side," I say, and they laugh.
"I needed that," they exhale, "thanks."
"Anytime," I smirk, before we all go out and drive back home.

Thxs for reading!