Čㅂndy /M/a/n (hearty)

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Maxxie went in after him, his blue gaze cold.

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HE backed up into MAxxie, shaking, obviously terrified and growing even more terrified as his mom started screaming "I DON'T GIVE A FU*K WHOS HOUSE THIS IS, YOU ARE OUR SON, WHETHER WE LIKE IT OR NOT, YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO US AND NOW IM SAYING GET YOUR LITTLE BOYFRIEND OUT OF HERE AND WE WILL HAVE OURSELVES A LITTLE TIME" Gon didnt know what to do, he was horrified of his mother

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Max, on the other hand, didn't seem so intimidated. He gently stepped around Gon, facing the woman with cold eyes, "I'm not going anywhere, actually," he mused in bitter amusement, "Especially with two f*ckers like you in Gon's house. He told you to get out- I suggest you do so."

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Gon was surprised by him but was scared to do anything. "Excuse me, this is /MY/ sons house, you can leave, i have a right to be here" the woman growled

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"Not if he doesn't want you here," He crossed his arms and watched her with contempt.

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THe woman growled "OF COURSE HE WANTS ME HERE! IM. HIS. MOTHER." it was like this woman didnt know how to talk civilly.

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He raised his eyebrows, "Really?" He said flatly, "Mothers don't treat their children this way."

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Gon clutched the back of his shirt. His mother stomped up to him "WHY YOU LITTLE-" but she was cut off by her husband who was too loose to care "im tired anyway lets go" he said.

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Maxxie stood protectively in front of Gon, watching them both coldly.

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THey walked out and drove off recklessly. Once they were gone Gon crumbled to the ground with a sigh, letting go of Maxxie

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The blonde breathed out deeply and looked down at him, "Hey," he knelt beside him, speaking gently.

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he was still shaking slightly "im sorry," he said

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"It's not your fault," Maxxie reached out and touched his arm lightly, "It's theirs."

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He looked up at him "thank you for helping"

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Max smiled, "My pleasure. I could never sit there and watch them treat you that way."

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He smiled weakly and touched his bleeding cheek "shoot" hesaid realizing it was still bleeding

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"Come on," He stood up and held his hand out.

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He took his hand and got up

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"Your mother is a b*tch," he admitted dryly, walking to the bathroom,

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he chuckled "i know"