One Shots (MxM)

Andrew Meet’s Fizzle’s Family

Andrew meets Fizzle's Fam-

Andrew

"Why do we have to do this again?" Fizzle mumbles, looking down at his lap while fidgeting with his fingers.

"Because I want to meet her and we won't have time later. Noel and his sister are throwing a Halloween party and you're coming with me to meet my parents for thanksgiving, so now is the perfect time for me to meet yours." I reply, continuing to follow the GPS to his mom's house. "I don't see why it's such a big deal, baby. Are you scared she won't like me?"

"No! No, I'd never be embarrassed of you, Master. I just... I'm scared that you won't like her and then you'll think that I'm just like her because I'm her kid. And then you'll stop liking me too and then you'll break up with me, so I'll have to move out and live alone again. Then I'll have to get a job, but I'll probably be bad at it because I haven't worked in so long and then I'll get fired and I won't make any money so then I'll be broke and go homeless all because of my mom."

I bite my lip, trying to control myself, but after a few seconds I burst out laughing. In the corner of my eye, I see him look at me and pout. "Why are you laughing at me?"

I stop at a red light and reach over to wrap my hand around his neck, pulling him close so that I can press my lips against his, I hear him let out a soft moan when I squeeze slightly, but after a second I pull away. "Fizzle, she couldn't even pay me to break up with you."

He blushes and stares at me in awe while giving me a little smile that makes me want to whip him until he's bloody and f**k him right here in the car.

"Though I have a bone to pick with her for naming something so stupid. Honestly, who does something so cruel to a child?"

"It's weird actually. My parents realized how much I hated my name so they named my little brother something pretty normal and he changed it to something stupid."

"You have a brother?" I ask, glancing over at him. I know that his parents are divorced and his dad lives in another state, but he never mentioned a brother.

"Yeah. He's in high school now. He doesn't like me very much. I was kinda mean to him when we were younger."

"I'm excited to meet them."

I don't get excited about much. That's why I always do crazy stuff for the thrill of it, but this is different. This is someone I really really care about and I get to meet his family.

Since his mom's place isn't far, it only takes a few more minutes for us to pull up to the house. It's nicer than I expected. There's all kinds of flowers and plants growing in the front yard along with trees and bushes.

I park the car and climb out, tilting my head when I hear very loud music coming from the house. I walk around the car to open Fizzle's door, waiting for him to hear the noise. "What's that?"

"My brother sings and plays guitar in some punk rock band. They practice in the basement. I'll have them quiet down though." Fizzle assures me. When he climbs out, he leads me inside.

"Mom? I'm here." Fizzle calls out while walking in. The house is beautiful, but the strong scent of weed makes its way up my nose as soon as the door opens.

Fizzle looks at me as if to see my reaction, but I ignore it. Hell, if I didn't get drug tested at work I'd probably ask her for some.

"Fizzle? Oh, my sweet baby! I'm so glad you came to see me." She says, putting her joint in an ash tray before walking over to throw her arms around him, yanking him into a tight hug.

He laughs softly and pulls away, letting her kiss his cheek. "Mom, this is Andrew, and Andrew this is my mom."

I stick my hand out to her with a big smile. "It's nice to meet you, Ms. Aldridge."

She smiles and pulls away from Soda Pop, letting me get a good look at her. She looks pretty young to have a 24 year old kid, but maybe she had him at a young age.

Now that I'm looking, I can see how similar she looks to Fizzle. Her eyes are green like his and her face shape is similar also. He even has her little button nose.

She takes my hand and shakes it. "Oh, you can just call me Meno."

Well now I know where he got the stupid name from. It runs in the family. Before she pulls back, I bring her hand to my lips, bowing slightly to kiss the top of it. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Oh wow." She says, nudging Fiz. "Good job picking that one."

She leads me to the living room while Fizzle starts going a different way. "I'm gonna tell him to quiet down a little."

"Let him and his buddy know that I'm going to make some food for everyone soon." She tells him before he disappears down the steps. She turns to me and smiles. "You have the most lovely hair, sweetheart."

"Thank you. Soda Pop does it for me. If it weren't for him, I'd probably never brush it." I admit. She tilts her head and squints her eyes in confusion before I correct myself. "Fizzle, I mean."

"Oh. What a neat nickname for him. Anyway, would you like anything to drink?"

"Just water is fine. Thanks."

"You sure? We've got some adult drinks if you want."

I think for a moment before shaking my head. "No thanks. I'm driving home."

She walks into the kitchen to get my drink just as footsteps come up the stairs. I turn towards the sound, expecting Fizzle, but instead I see Sawyer.

Wait... not Sawyer. A kid that looks like a miniature replica of him. He notices me staring and tilts his head, looking back at me.

I trail my eyes over him completely. He even looks like he'll have the same build as Sawyer when he's older. The blonde hair on his head is a bit longer than a traditionally masculine cut. The gray-blue eyes, and even his cute pink lips look just like Sawyer's.

"I-I'm only 14, you know?" He mumbles, shifting awkwardly as I look him over.

"I don't want to f**k you. Your brother, on the other hand, is a different story."

"You know Sawyer?"

"Yeah. I'm friends with Teagan and I see Sawyer from time to time. He smacked me in the face a few weeks ago. Best 3 seconds of my life."

The kid scrunches his nose up and raises a brow. "You're weird."

"I know." I respond, watching him shrug and walk off. I wonder why he's here. Surely Fizzle's mom wouldn't just invite random kids over. He did say his brother is in high school though. Maybe they're friends.

I hear more steps coming up the stairs, and eventually Fizzle comes up. "He's going to quiet down and switch over to studying for a little bit. Timothy should be coming up soon. He wants my mom's snacks."

"So I finally get to meet your mystery brother. Is he as cute as you?"

Fizzle shrugs and walks around the couch to sit next to me, but I pull him into my lap, letting him lay his head comfortably on my shoulder.

"He looks sorta like me but he wears all black because he's going through his emo phase."

"It's not a phase." I hear from behind us, so I turn to look at him.

He's got the same green eyes as Fiz and his skin tone is only a little darker. His hair is black though judging from the brown near his roots, I'm assuming it's dyed. His face looks like Fizzles, but his body is different. He's a bit more muscular and may even be as tall if not taller than Fiz.

"And I don't look anything like you. Unless I also have 'welcome' written on my forehead." He mutters before walking towards the kitchen.

"What?" I say, staring after him, but Fizzle just sighs.

"He's saying I look like a doormat." Fizzle clarifies.

"Well... I mean-"

Fizzle glares at me before I can finish. God, he's so hot when he looks at me like that. The sight alone is nearly enough to make me jizz in my pants, but I manage to contain myself.

"I was joking."

"I know." He answers, pressing his lips against mine only for use to hear a fake gag a moment later.

"That's disgusting." Timothy says, earning a nudge from Sawyer's brother.

"Well I think it's sweet." He answers as Timothy sits on the couch. He sits on the floor in front of him before they both start eating their sandwiches.

"Hey, Goldilocks. What's your name?" I ask.

"I'm Frankie."

"Frankie and Timothy."

"I go by Moth actually." He informs me while petting Frankie's hair with his free hand.

"Right. Moth."

Frankie turns towards me and smiles slightly. "Your hair is cute."

"You're cute." Moth interjects.

I watch his face light up. He's not as closed off as Sawyer is and certainly not as... whatever Noel is. He's pretty young too and I can tell he's a bit too trusting.

"That's all it took to shut you up?" Moth teases, leaning down to kiss Frankie's cheek.

"Shut up. Don't flirt with me."

"You love it."

The two of them continue talking back and forth while I try to find something to say to them. I can't be vulgar because they're still technically children, so that takes away most of my topics of interest.

I can't help but peek at Moth's shirt, looking at the cool logo. It looks like a band tee with the name 'eclipse' on the front in all lowercase letters. The dot on the 'i' looks like a moth.

"Cool shirt. I've never heard of that band."

"Probably because all of the members are in high school." He tells me, giving me a little smirk. "You don't have to make small talk, you know? I know you're only here because you're f*****g my brother and my mom likes to think that's some huge deal. He was a slut in high school too. It's not like getting into bed with him is some huge accomplishment."

Fizzle reaches out to smack the back of his head with a little glare. "Don't call me a slut."

"Don't act like one."

"I don't."

"You did." Moth snaps at him, making Fizzle sigh.

"That was forever ago."

"You called me annoying and left me at home alone so you could go sleep with random guys you never even met before. More than once. Am I supposed to think you're a saint?"

Fizzle stays quiet after that, looking down at his lap to fidget with his fingers. I wrap my arms tighter around him and rest my chin on his shoulder. "People change all the time. He's not like that anymore."

"Well he can't change what's already been done." Moth says once he finished his food. He helps Frankie up and starts to head back downstairs.

Frankie hangs back for a moment before smiling at Fizzle. "He'll come around."

He waves at the two of us and follows after Moth. I wait for a moment, seeing if Fizzle wanted to say anything, but after a moment I grab his chin and turn his head towards me. "I don't think you're a bad person."

"I do."

"Well you're not. Everyone makes mistakes when they're young. I got expelled from school 3 times. I picked fights constantly, and I lied to my doms for the first two years of being a sub because I was 16 when I started."

"I was 14 when I started looking for sadists to hurt me. Moth was 5. My mom used to leave me alone with him all the time. I was really stupid back then. If the guys looked nice I'd invite them over. It was usually while he was asleep so I didn't think it was a big deal but around when he turned 7 I started leaving him here alone while I'd go do other things." He confesses. "I try to be better now. But he usually won't even talk to me."

"That was 8 years ago. You're a different person now."

"I'm not a different person. I'm still me. I'm Fizzle."

"Well, you're a different version of Fizzle. A version I really like, so stop talking badly about yourself. That's an order by the way."

"Yes, Sir." He hums, kissing my cheek. "Thanksgiving, huh? It'll be nice to meet your sister when I'm not naked."

"I'm sure." I tell him before kissing his lips again and smiling. "But let's get through this first."

"Of course."