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Doing homework early in the morning while listening to vids about non-binary people and pansexuality...

I wish life could be like this.

(but without the homework part😝)

Caswen but they’re in the pining stage, and they keep on spending time together because their respective favorite people (red and ashlyn) are dating. Outings sort of become unofficial double dates

wait shut up i love this.

big red and ash would plan to get lunch and then invite their resident sad sacks to stop them just aimlessly existing all weekend. ricky and ej would end up getting squeezed into the same side of a tiny booth, thighs pressed together and all ricky would be able to think is that ej’s cologne smells a lot nicer than throb. at one point ricky would get up to use the restroom and when he comes back ej’s thrown an arm over the back of the seat, probably not in any intentional way, but when ricky sits down again he can feel the warm line of it against his neck.

they all go mini golfing because ashlyn says it’s better with four. ricky has no idea where she got that from because they end up splitting into two’s anyway; big red and ash spending more time making goo goo eyes at each other than actually playing, ej and ricky spending more time getting heated over points and trying to speedrun the course. at the windmill, ej scoffs at ricky’s stance and ricky levels him with a look.

“you know i play like, real golf, right?” ej tells him, raising an eyebrow.

“of course you do,” ricky says witheringly and thrills at ej’s briefly affronted look.

“look, just–” ej starts and then ricky feels hands curling around his hips, tilting him a little straighter. “there you go,” ej murmurs, his voice all low and kind of rumbly, like a rolling engine. ricky keeps his eyes on the stupid rotating windmill and swallows, throat dry. ej’s hands slip away and ricky takes the shot, the little white ball rolling evenly and perfectly into the hole. there’s a brief moment of silence.

“that was a coincidence,” ricky says quickly, but when he spins around ej’s already grinning.

“you’re welcome, bowen,” ej tosses over his shoulder as he wanders over to the next hole.

ricky ends up winning and he’s incredibly suspicious about it. even ashlyn seems surprised.

“you lost,” she tells ej, like he needs to hear it. he probably does.

“yeah,” ej says, handing over their putters to the guy at the register.

ashlyn squints at him. “you lost,” she says again, “at golf.”

apparently this is exceptionally meaningful as ashlyn and ej then proceed to stare each other down for a solid ten seconds. “yeah,” ej says again and this time ashlyn hums, glancing at ricky in a way that has him feeling a little like he’s under a microscope.

in my mind they go on several of these not-dates until one day ash and big red just don’t turn up to lunch and ej doesn’t seem surprised in the slightest. because ricky isn’t stupid he says, “you just gonna keep tricking me into dates?”

ej smiles, slow. “i don’t know,” ej says, leaning forward to steal one of ricky’s fries. “do i have to keep pretending to lose at things?”

ricky kicks him under the table but lets ej hold his hand on top of it.

Hello can i request connecting to ur robaire and his parents part of ur fan fic like after he leaves and gets famous his brother doesnt get rich like his parents wanted and they like see him on tv one day and find him and act like nothing happened and they act like hes only famous bc of them and hes like "no im famoud bc i worked hard for my dreams" and goes back to the guys his real family

That message was long sorry

hey! thanks for the request! this idea is actually very clever, so i got you!

(disclaimer: verbal abusive, use of slurs)

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4⭐️Town (Robaire) One-Shot: We’re Family

robaire was making his way backstage after a small solo performance he put on. he and his group had performed together before that, but beforehand, he was asked to do a quick solo performance after he performed with his group. he was against it at first, but his members convinced him he should.

his heart was thumping against his chest enthusiastically, responding to the high amount of effort he just put into performing. he could still hear the crowd screaming his band's name and his in sync.

"4 TOWN ROBAIRE 4 TOWN ROBAIRE 4 TOWN ROBAIRE 4 TOWN ROBAIRE"

it was something robaire didn't ever think he'd get used to. the feeling of praise being thrown at him consistently while he worked his ass off in the hot center of the spotlight.

it felt great.

no.

more than great.

it felt like he was finally being seen for what he was worth.

he couldn't help but feel pride bubble up in his chest as he continued to make his way backstage and to his band's dressing room. when he opened the door tae young and aaron t had jumped him at the door, giving him a big warm hug.

"HUGS FOR THE BEST LEADER IN THE WORLDDD!!" tae young chirped as he latched onto his leader like a baby koala.

"DUDE YOU WERE SO COOL OUT THERE! AND THAT HIGH NOTE YOU HIT? CHILLS BRO, CHILLS!" aaron t was yelling into robaire's poor ear, hugging him from the back before he unleashed himself.

"COME! COME!! FEEL MY ARM!" he threw his arm in robaires direction, grabbing his hand and putting it on arm. "DUDE, YOU FEEL THAT?? EVEN THE THOUGHT OF THAT HIGH NOTE GAVE ME GOOSEBUMPS!!! YOU'RE SO COOL MAN." aaron continued to gush about how cool he was while tae stayed strapped into robaire, and it didn't look like he was planning on letting go anytime soon.

jesse laughed and closed the dressing room door as robaire struggled to enter, two grown men latched onto him. "okay, alright. guys let the man breathe, he's probably tired." jesse pulled aaron off of robaire with ease as aaron z stuggled to get tae young off.

"jesus christ, tae young get off the poor guy-" z grunted as he kept pulling and robaire stumbled a bit at the force tae was being pulled at.

"no."

"damn it-" aaron kept pulling "- fuck! are you super-glued to this guy are something?"

"now i am."

"tae get off, man! we wanna speak to robaire too! learn to share you big baby!" with one last pull aaron z managed to pull a screaming tae young off of robaire. they both went falling to the ground, tae on top of aaron.

they looked at each other while, tae starting aaron right in the eyes. aaron z's face slowly starting turning a light red. they seemed to be lost in there own reality before tae suddenly snapped out of his daze and jumped off aaron z quickly trying to latch back on to robaire. aaron realized what was happening and grabbed tae youngs waist, quickly pulling him back down. tae young screamed as aaron z held him back from running over to robaire.

jesse slowly looked away from the scene, shaking his head, and back to robaire. "anyways, i just wanted to say you're seriously awesome dude."

"BEYOND AWESOME- UH" aaron t tapped his chin as he thought of a synonym for awesome. "OH! YOU'RE REMARKABLE, BREATH-TAKING, MAJESTIC, STUNNING......hmmm..." aaron t paused again to think of more synonyms until aaron z, still holding down tae young, spoke up.

"stupendous."

"YES! THAT'S A GOOD ONE! STUPENDOUS!"

robaire smiled as he continued to watch his team shower him in praises. aaron t throwing compliment after compliment as jesse nods calmly, agreeing with a "yup," or "oh, definitely," after everything t says. aaron z, still holding tae, would pop into the praising, helping aaron t when he got stuck thinking of compliments. tae young just kept screaming things like "I LOVE YOU ROBAIRE! OMG! I PROMISE IM YOUR BIGGEST FAN- Z JUST LET ME GO AHHHHHABXUWIACNJH-"

this continued for a while until there was an aggressive banging on the door. all the boys stopped what they were doing and looked at the door in sync.

there was muffled yelling and a nervous-sounding voice on the other side of the door. the boys all started to look at each other in slight fear and confusion before a loud feminine voice bellowed out, banging on the door,

"ROBAIRE! IT'S YOUR PARENTS OPEN THE DOOR!"

robaire froze at the unmistakable holler of his mother's voice.

"uh- ma'am i don't think that tone of voice is necessary...if this continues i'm afraid i'm going to have to call security" the boys heard the sound of their manager trying to calm down the women.

"there's no need to call security. we're his parents, we have a right to see him." robaire shivered slightly as he heard his father's cold stern voice come through the door.

as the arguing continued behind the door the boys slowly made their way to robaire, looking worried.

"bear bear? is everything okay?" tae young asked softly

"dude are those people really your parents? they sound mean! if you want i can chase them out! i know karate." aaron z rolled his eyes at aaron t, "stop telling people you know karate when you don't."

“you won't be saying that when i karate chop you in the face." aaron t started to make chopping movements with his arms, making swishing sounds from his mouth as he moved.

"i genuinely want to see you try."

robaire slowly started to smile forgetting his parents are behind the door and focusing on his friends foolishness.

aaron t let out a loud "HI-YA" as he chopped aaron z in his stomach. z yelled out a groan before he tackled t to the ground, the two boys beginning to wrestle.

jesse sighed and pushed the two yelling boys apart, "guys, cmon. let's stay on topic, please." as he held both boys back he looked to robaire softly. "if you want, i can try to get your parents out of here."

robaire smiled at jesse thankfully before he heard another shout, this time from his father.

"ROBAIRE. OPEN THE DOOR. NOW. WE KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE.”

"oh cmon robaire baby," his mother began to soften her tone "we just want to see you. open the door, honey."

robaire took a deep breath as he shook his head at jesse, "no. its okay, i kinda want to talk to them anyway. i have some things i need to say…”

he stepped towards the door slowly. as he reached for the door handle he noticed how his hand was shaking.

"okay, that's it. i'm afraid i'm going to have to call security." robaire quickly swung open the door before his manager could even take out his phone.

"its okay sir, they can come in." robaire gave his manager a small smile, letting him know he'll be okay.

his manager hesitated but gave in, "right......sorry for the misunderstanding. i'll take my leave." his manager looked at robaire one more time as robaire nodded, silently telling him he can go.

robaire's mother smiled excitedly and pitched his cheeks (painfully) before entering the dressing room. robaire's father just looked at him coldly, putting a hand on his shoulder before following his wife. robaire closed the door and let out a shaky breathe before following his parents.

robaire's mother immediately did what she had always done when she saw new people. she silently judged them. robaire watched as his mother slowly walked over to his friends with an odd look on her face.

jesse's first response was to be polite when robaires mother approached him.

"good afternoon, ma'am. it's nice to mee-" robaire's mother interrupted him immdiately.

"aren't you the member that slept around and ended up with twins"

robaire's heart dropped all the way to his feet when he realized that's what his mother was going to do. she was going to outwardly judge his members instead of keeping it to herself, and she only did that when she really felt like she was above the person she was talking to. robaire instantly felt sick as he tried to stop his mom.

"mom, cmon don't be like that-"

all she had to do was whip around and look back at him for robaire to shut up. all the members were surprised by this. normally, nobody really had that effect on their leader.

"uh...... well with all due respect ma'am, i didn't 'sleep around'. i had a girlfriend-"

"does it matter? you still made a mistake."

"my kids aren't a mistake."

"are you sure, dear? if you're made by mistake, you are a mistake. simple."

jesse's face started to turn hot red but before he could curse that woman to hell, tae young stepped in. he held on to jesse's arm and pulled him back before he could do anything that could cost him his job. tae turned his attention to the woman, jumping slightly at the look in her cold eyes.

"um, m-ma'am? it would be appreciated if you didn't-"

"and you, your the gay one right?'

taes mouth went dry at that comment.

"i- i don't- i don't know what you're-"

she let out a low laugh and smirked at him, "i can't believe they actually let a f*gg*t in the band."

the whole room stilled when she said that. it seemed as if the world had stopped rotating from pure shock. robaire felt like a cold bucket of water was poured onto his head when he looked at how tae reacted to that. he watched as tae young slowly lowered his head. his blonde bangs covering his face to keep the woman from seeing the tears that are brimming in his eyes.

it was deadly silent until someone spoke up.

"what did you say, bitch?"

everyone turned to look at aaron z in the corner of the room, leaning on the wall with his arms crossed. usually, he had quite a blank expression on his face, meaning he was calm or relaxed. however, the downturn of his eyebrows told you he was less than calm at the moment. robaire knew he had to stop this situation from getting worse, but the moment he even tried to open his mouth, his father held his shoulder harshly.

robaire had never been so disappointed in himself. he was the leader. the member that was supposed to protect the others like he always had. yet, for the first time since joining this band, he couldn't seem to open his mouth to defend his friends.

"excuse me?" his mother's smirk dropped when she heard aaron z's comment, and the minute she saw aaron's face, she frowned deeper and rolled her eyes.

"oh god. i haven't missed you a bit, kid. you're still as rude as i remember."

aaron pushed himself off the wall he was leaning on with his foot. he walked towards the woman. his face seemed to be void of emotion like usual, but if you looked into his eyes you'd see sparks of fire starting to light up in there.

"and you're still a god-awful mother."

"watch your mouth aaron-"

"you watch your mouth, eleanor." aaron pronounced the woman's name mockingly, with as much venom as he could.

she looked him up and down slowly, then nodding she, clicked her tongue against her teeth. "yeah. i can see why your father left you. i would've done the same."

aaron z paused, his whole face and posture had dropped completely. his face was genuinely unreadable. aaron t saw this and couldn't take seeing this random woman, who was apparently robaire's mother, disrespect his friends anymore.

he stepped up to the woman quickly and began to lead her to the door.

"okay mrs. eleanor, let's get a move on, yeah? i'm sure traffic is gonna be HELL from where you live, HAHA. so you and your....." aaron t looked over a robaire's terrifying father "......lovely husband, should definitely leave. like now." he had managed to get her close to the door before she swiftly turned around and slapped his hands off.

"don't touch me, boy. i would rather have that aaron z boy touch me than the most useless member of this disgraceful band."

the look on aaron t's face when she said that reminded robaire of why he disliked his mother so much. she could read people so easily.

too easily.

just by reading someone's body language and how they act in certain situations, she can take a quick guess at what makes someone insecure, and instead of using this to help people she uses it to make them feel like shit. robaire knows this all too well because his mother used it on him all the time when he was a kid.

"robaire, honey? what do you mean you don't want to be a doctor? i thought you wanted to make me and your father proud?

"robaire! i- i can't believe you quit the robotics club, JUST TO- TO-" she was so upset she couldn't get her words outright, "TO FUCKING DANCE?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! jesus christ, you're such a disappointment. your brother was always the smarter one anyways."

"you see how your younger brother is working harder than you to make our family proud?" she bitterly laughed as she pointed to robaire's brother, who was studying at the dinner table, "you would think the older brother would've done that already, no?"

she knew all he wanted was some type of praise. for someone to tell him, he made them proud.

she knew he just wanted to be loved. to feel worthy and appreciated, and that sick woman held it over his head all the time to get what she wanted.

and now,

she was doing it to his friends.

the only people that made him feel truly loved.

robaire felt anger start to bubble up in his chest as he watched his mom continue to degrade his family.

"mom." robaire called out to her sternly. she turned around slowly and looked at him threateningly, not liking the tone he used with her. "yes, robaire?" she said through her teeth.

"stop harassing my friends and just tell me what the hell you're here for."

the woman looked at her son with genuine shock, "don't you talk to me like that boy-" robaire quickly cut her off, "i'm a grown-ass man. just tell me what you're here for so we can hurry this up."

"oh...so you don't wanna see me.." he could tell she was trying guilt trip him.

"no."

eleanor gasped as she looked back to her husband to find he was just as shocked as she was.

"listen here, boy. you don't take to your mother that way-"

"HOLY SHIT!" robaire barked back at his parents and everyone went silent. "you two don't seem to understand. i'm not fucking ten years old anymore. im an adult with a job and i put a roof over my head, NOT you two. i can kick you both out right now but i'm nice enough to let you explain what you want. so tell me why you're here or im calling security."

both parents were silent for a second before eleanor spoke up.

"we came to say that we're proud of you. i mean, me and your father think you would do much better solo, but you've still made us proud." his mother said in a soft tone, and he knew almost right away he was being manipulated.

"oh yeah? well what happened to maliki? wasn't he like 'the best son in the world'" his mother rolled her eyes the minute he said that.

"your brother's a complete failure. you know what he did after you left for this damn band?! he stopped studying to become a lawyer and now he's training to become a fucking elementary school teacher. can you believe that??"

"uh, yeah? he told you he wanted to be like mrs. ramonie, his english teacher, all the damn time, and you just told him 'mrs. ramonie isn't making 180k a year, now is she?'" robaire said as he mimicked his mothers voice, "he was in 4th grade he didn't even understand what you were talking about."

robaire's mother started to squint at him suspiciously, "what are you trying to say robaire..."

robaire groaned in frustration as his bandmates watched the conversation, wanting to know what he was going to say next.

"im saying of course you're surprised he's gonna be teacher now and not a damn lawyer, you literally don't know anything about us! you just cared about how we made you look!"

"excuse me?! i'm the reason you're here today-"

"NO, I'M THE REASON IM HERE TODAY! YOU'RE THE REASON MALIKI AND I GREW UP MISRABLE." robaire yelled out before he paused and let out a heavy shaky breath. this conversation was bringing back memories he didn’t want to relive. he tried to steady his breathing as he looked back at his mother.

the minute he locked eyes with her he almost flinched.

she looked beyond mad, honestly she looked a bit unhinged. her lips curled into a straight line as her right eye twitched from annoyance. the dark circles under her eyes started to become more noticeable as her chocolate pupils began to dilate. she looked just the same as when he told her he’s leaving to be in a band.

"you ungrateful son of a bitch." she started to walk quickly towards her son before her husband held her back.

"eleanor-"

eleanor pulled her arm away from her husband harshly, "shut the fuck up, thomas."

thomas looked away and let her walk towards her son, obviously afraid of her. she stopped when she was face to face with him and pointed a harsh finger to his chest.

"you think this little musical band is gonna support you forever robaire?" robaire tried to step back before his mother grabbed his shirt and pulled him towards her. "HUH?! you think this STUPID, MINUSCULE BAND WITH A BUTCH OF LOW LIFE MEN WHO DON'T HAVE ONE WORKING BRAIN CELL IN THEIR HEAD TO GET A REAL JOB, IS GONNA MAKE YOU MONEY FOREVER?!" she exclaimed into her sons face, her voice cracking as she yelled. spit flew from the womans mouth and onto robaire’s cheeks but he didn’t seem to notice, he was just focus on his mothers eyes.

the second robaire looked into her eyes, he realized his mother had lost her mind.

her eyes looked panicked and wild, almost as if she was silently begging him to say something. something that would make her anxiety go away.

and then it clicked.

this woman had wasted her life away and she wanted to try and live through her children. she wanted to know what it felt like to succeed. so if she pushed her children to succeed then she succeeded too. yet, both of her kids eventually completely ignored what she said and went their own way, and they did become successful, (maliki in his own way, but his mother didn’t see it like that.) just, not because of her, which means, she didn't succeed with them. they succeeded without her.

which means, she's still a failure.

robaire grabbed his mothers arms and pushed her off him as she fell to the floor. she looked up at him weakly, her eyes glossing over with pathetic tears.

"robaire-"

robaire complete ignored his mother calling to his friend, "z can you call security."

"i did that two seconds ago. they're on their way now."

robaire smiled at z as z gave him a thumbs up in response. he turned back to his mother as she was laying on the ground staring at the floor.

"i- i can't fucking believe this... i fucking raised you...i fed you...” robaire watched as crystal tears dropped to the floor underneath his mothers hung head “….kept a roof over your head, clothed you... and this is the thanks i get?" she whispers as she looked up at her son slowly.

robaire looked back down at her before saying,

"yup."

just then security ran into the room and grabbed both his mother and father.

"YOU- YOU CAN'T DO THIS! ITS NOT FAIR- YOU CAN'T JUST KICK ME OUT! WE'RE FAMILY-" his mother was screaming hysterically, spit literally flying out of her mouth as she fought against the guards trying to take her out. mascara ran down her bloodshot eyes as she continued to scream. her husband honestly looked beyond embarrassed as he willing went with security and she had to be dragged out.

"you're not my family, and you never were. i found my family right here." robaire gestured towards his best friends behind him, before putting his hands in his pockets as they all watched his frantic mother get carried out as security slammed the door shut.

it was deadly silent for a good minute.

"holy shit." aaron t spoke up first, breaking the silence, "no offence, but your mother is fucking banana's..."

"she's a lot crazier then i remember, she's definitely lost it.." aaron z mumbled.

robaire sighed heavily and turned towards his members.

“listen im sorry guys, i honestly didn’t think she was gonna act out like that…” robaire looks down and scratches the back of his head nervously. “…don’t listen to anything she said, she just says bullshit to make people upset.”

robaire turned over to jesse and put a hand on his shoulder, “you know this better then me, but your kids definitely weren’t a mistake.” jesse rolled his eyes and smiled playful, "oh please. you don't have to tell me that, robaire"

robaire turned to tae, who has been silent for a while. he walked over slowly and put a soft hand on his chin, lifting tae's face up to look at him.

"just because you're feminine doesn't mean your gay." tae looked away from robaire's eyes, his ears turning red.

"....and if you are, that's okay. we'd all except you."

at that, tae young looked back up at him and softly smiled, giving him a quick warm hug. "thank you bear bear.." tae whispered into robaire ear before he pulled away, a tiny smile on his lips.

robaire looked at aaron z who, as usual, had no expression on his face.

"your dad didn't deserve you, you know. plus he missed out on the best son he could've had."

z nodded softly, "yeah...... i know." he mumbled and glanced away.

z looked as if he didn't care, but robaire could tell he was trying not to break down, so he stopped there.

he turned to aaron t who smiled awkwardly at him, "yeah yeah i know, i'm not useless and i'm a valid and important member of the team-"

robaire cut him off, "we would've failed without you t."

aaron t looked up at him in genuine surprise, "wait what-"

tae young perked up and added on, "WHAT?! oh t don't tell me you're shocked! your voice is amazing and you add perfectly to our harmony!"

aaron z cleared his throat, " aaron, we would've all quit without you. you made everything...more enjoyable, and you constantly told as we were gonna make it, even when everyone didn't believe it." he looked over to aaron t softly, "you're the guy that holds this team together."

jesse smiled and side hugged aaron t "don't tell me you didn't think you were an important part of this team? man, if you'd left we would’ve crash and burned."

robaire watched as his team surrounded aaron t, telling him how great he is. making him laugh and blush. he smiled slowly and stepped out of the room as he heard them all laughing.

robaire walked out into the hallway and pulled out his phone, hoping that the number he was dialing into his phone's tiny keyboard would work.

he leaned against the wall, and silently prayed that the person he was trying to call didn't change his number.

ring

ringgg

ringgggg

"hello? who is this?"

rabaire's heart jumped out of his chest as he heard his younger brothers voice for the first time in years. he listened to the sound of children's laughter in the background and slowly smiled, remembering when he and his brother were much younger. they were best friends, playing and laughing together, until his mother took that away, but after today,

robaire was ready to try and get his younger brother back.

"hey, maliki. it's been a while."

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