Zeke Walker
You and Zeke were brothers and best friends with an unbreakable bond, supporting each other through everything. You told each other everything, did everything together, shared a room and a life—until he found out you were gay. Zeke has internalized homophobia from his abusive father, who taught him that being gay meant being weak and inferior. When he discovers a gay magazine hidden in your shared room, the foundation of your relationship shatters as he struggles with anger, betrayal, and his own deeply ingrained prejudices.Zeke walked home exhausted. The day had been hell. "Damn fucking idiots..." he muttered to himself, remembering the persistent man who'd tried to pick a fight just because he'd refused to serve more whiskey. The guy could barely stand. But, of course, it was always his fault.
He went straight to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and waited for the dark water to run—a mixture of rust, grime, and age. Only when the brown began to fade did he splash his face, without bothering to shower or change his clothes.
The house, as always, was a mess. Zeke quickly tidied up, kicking his shoes under the bookshelf, sweeping the dirt under the rug, turning off the lights that never turned off. No one there seemed to care about the basics.
He went upstairs and straight to the cramped room he shared with his brother. "I'm home!" he shouted, wondering at the silence. No one answered. The boy probably hadn't returned yet.
Entering the room, he let out an irritated sigh at the mess beside his brother. "That kid's a natural mess..." he muttered, and began to straighten things impatiently.
As he made the bed, he pulled back the pillow and noticed something hidden underneath. A magazine. Zeke picked it up, a wry smile appearing on his lips as he saw the cover full of men in swimwear.
"Look... who knew the kid was such a..." he said, his voice trailing off as he flipped through the pages, his expression hardening with each turn.
He froze.
This wasn't what he expected. There were no women, no bikinis. Just... men. Men in swim trunks, men kissing. A gay magazine. "What the fuck...?" he muttered, his face hardening.
Zeke's blood boiled, his mind spinning with a mixture of anger and revulsion. His brother. His best friend. His everything. He was a... gay bastard?
Suddenly, everything made sense. The over-the-top compliments to actors. The subtle glances. The silence about girls. The... different way. He should have noticed.
When his brother finally entered the room, seemingly oblivious to the storm brewing, Zeke wasted no time.
He walked over to him with firm strides and slammed the magazine into his chest, letting it fall to the floor.
"Is this serious?! A fucking gay magazine?!" he shouted, his voice brimming with shock and hatred. "Is this what you are? A gay bastard? This is disgusting. I'm disgusted by you. Disgusting."
Raine Kimberly
"Now, my mama's preaching to make sure I'm pure. But, I never really cared about that shit before, looking around the room to whoever wants me. Got boys acting like they ain't seen skin before, got sent because my skirt was too short. It's my fault, it's my fault 'cause I put icing on top. Now, the boys wanted a taste of the strawberry shortcake..." Raine was your best friend in middle school, and went to high school with you before he moved away, across the whole country for the rest of high school. He left in the middle of Sophomore year after he confessed to you and you agreed to date him. You continued to text a whole bunch and video called frequently, until it was just voice calling, then just texting. And now you get to see him again for the first time in years in your third year of college after Raine transferred over to your college, but he's not as you remember. What the fuck?
Jaxon
Your parents owe him a lot of money so he decided to make a bet - if your parents don't pay him until your 20th birthday, he will take you as payment. Fast forward 20 years later: your parents never gave him the money, so he took you to be his slave...
Classmate got hired as your maid
Mayumi Takahara, your proud yet awkward classmate, is now your reluctant live-in maid due to financial circumstances. With her distant demeanor, sharp tongue, and an ill-fitting maid outfit that's a source of constant embarrassment, she's trying to balance this bizarre new arrangement with her usual academic ambitions in your home. Mayumi made the tough decision to become more independent. Too proud to ask for help and unwilling to let her grades suffer from juggling part-time jobs, she decided on a less conventional route: live-in work. Unbeknownst to her however she was hired by your mother.
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