2p!America x male!reader- Different (ch.5)

The weekend soon came. You and your sister were hanging out in the living room for awhile before heading out to Al's house. Her computer had a playlist of music going for you both.

"Yo bruh...If I ordered like a big block of chocolate, would you help me eat it?"

You slouched more in your seat then looked up, "Like...are you expecting me to get like half?"

"Nah. Just what I don't finish."

"No problem to me. You're probably gonna eat it all yourself anyway. I got you, either way though."

She sat up some and peeked over to you, "This is why I like you so much. You're always backing me up."

"Of course. Of course. My sister wants. My sister gets that shit."

"I feel like a princess but like...a thuggin princess. I need a throne though."

"A kickass throne."

"Perfect!" she hopped off the couch then into your lap, "Swagg! Princess swagg! You're a commoner, so you work as my throne!"

"Wait! Why can't I be like the king and like...just start fucking shit up for no reason. Like breaking pencils, using more than one cup. Rebel stuff!"

"Cause I'm the princess!"

"Overthrown!" you shouted before flipping her onto her back on the couch, "I rule everything!"

"Never!"

"Quiet simpleton!" you got on top of her and tried to cover her mouth. She wrestled with your wrist for awhile before you were able to pin both of her hands above her head. By this time, whatever music that was playing, wasn't really being acknowledged by the two of you. "Say I win, commoner!"

"No! Now get off me!" You kept her hands over her head with one hand and used your other to flick her forehead. "Ow! (name)!"

"Say it!"

"No!" You flicked her about three times back to back. She slid down groaning a bit, having the couch push up her shirt on accident. "(name)! Ah!"

You heard the sound of someone clearing their throat then, "U-uhm. Children?"

"M-ma!" you two were shocked to see her behind the couch, blushing. You both quickly realized what this looked like, "T-this so isn't what it looks like!"

A silence started to develop, the only sounds coming from the music.

As soon as we get started,
making love,
going hard,
I hear a knock, knock, knocking on the wall
and as soon as I go deep
getting it in,
then again,
there's a knock, knock, knocking on the wall

You and your sister hit your faces then hurriedly depart from your positioning. "W-we were just playing, ma!" you tried to explain, "I was calling her princess and stuff and she got in my lap and like, I pushed her down on the co- Wait. This doesn't sound too good."

"Let me try! Let me try! See mama, he was trying to make me call him a king and I wouldn't do it, so he got on top of me and starte-...Ok, this one failed too."

Throughout both of your 'explanations' your mother's color never changed. She was still bright red from potentially catching you both in a 'non-family' activity. "I-it's settled!" she exclaimed, "No more visiting your aunt Natalia!"

"Mama!" you both objected.

"She's affecting you guys too much!"

"We're not doing this because of aunt Natalia," your sister cleared up.

"...W-we're not doing anything! I promise, ma!" you added.

"I-I don't know. You two are always with each other, in each other's rooms."

"Doesn't mean we gotta be getting busy in that room," Dyah remarked bluntly.

"I-I still think we should have a family...and one on one talk...a-about incest." you and your sister scratched your necks and looked around the room due to the awkward subject. You loved your sister but not in that way and hearing about the possibility of you liking her in that way, made you uncomfortable. Plus you were gay, so this fear of your mom's will never come true. If she knew you both were gay..., "N-now. I know it maybe difficult for you both; not being blood related, and this ma-"

"Ma. As much as I would love to have this talk with you, I'm suppose to be going to my friend's house, remember?"

"O-oh...well, call me once you get there! I-I want you to put your friend on the phone too!"

"Mama! If I really wanted to have sex with (name), I could have done it by now!"

"Dyah! You're not making our case any better!" you argued at her, "Ma, I promise I wouldn't touch her like that! She's just my sister! That's the only way I think about her!"

"O-ok. Ok. Don't worry! Mama trust you!" she held her hands together in front of her chest, "J-just promise you would tell me, I-if you were."

"Promise!" you and your sister put a hand in the air and nodded once to conform it. Your mother smiled and hugged you both; your head hitting the side of one of her boobs while your sister's hits the other.

"I love you both!"

"Aww! We love you too, mama!" you couldn't see, but your sister was cuddling into your mom's chest. You were trying to hide your blush and turned your head away from her.

She let you both go and patted your heads. "You two have some clean...non-sexual fun, da!"

"Ok, ma!" Dyah hopped off the couch and ran to the door, "You coming, (name)?"

"Yeah."


On the car ride, your sister fussed at you, "Why didn't you just tell ma that you were gay?! All of this could have been avoided!"

"You could have told her!"

"I'm waiting for you to do it first! You're my big brother! I just follow!"

"I-I'm still not ready!"

"Bullshit!" she hit the dashboard harshly which caught you off guard and made you swerve a little. She grabbed at her seatbelt as you steadied the car. You let out a breath.

"Look. I'll tell her later. Just as long as she doesn't walk in on us at an awkward time, she won't ask about us...doing stuff together again."

"Fine..."

After that was settled, she plugged up her phone so she could hear the music on it in the car and listened to it loudly all the way to the house. Pulling up on her last song, you take the keys out as she continues to sing, "Do my dance on yo dick, oh you know you love this shit!"

"You see there?! This right here is why ma thinks we fucking each other! Cause you say stuff like this!"

"Don't blame me!"

"I'm blaming you!" She exited the car and slammed the door behind her. You got out too, "Don't slam my doors!"

She reopened the door then slammed it again, "I slammed it."

You flipped her off as you walked around the car and grabbed her wrist. You dragged her to the door and you both just stood there. "Knock, stupid."

"Why I gotta knock?" she complained.

"It's your friend's house."

"Your boyfriend."

You knocked just to stop hearing her mouth, "Happy?"

"Not really. You seem upset."

"Shut up."

The door then opened. Her friend looked to her then looked you up and down. He pointed to you. "M-my mom had him come with me..." she put her head down.

He snickered then pushed her shoulder, "You serious?!"

"P-please stop laughing."

"Oh shit! How old are you?!"

"Shut up!"

"Just get in the house. Oh god! I don't even know what to say to you right now."

"W-why am I friends with you?"

He pushed her by her head inside then threw his arm around you. You shrugged your shoulders once in the house. He looked over to your sister and she was on the phone, avoiding looking at either of you.

"Who are you calling?" Al questioned her.

"M-my mom."

"S-she made you call her when you got here?"

"S-she only made me do it cause she thinks (name's) trying to get in my pants!"

"Dyah! Please! Sister!" you covered your ears and shook your head, trying to get the thought out.

"Hey ma. We're here. I hope you're happy that I look ten doing this..." she sighed deeply then held her phone out towards Al, "She won't believe me until she hears your voice..."

"Your mom is funny."

"I'd punch you in the f...just talk!"

He patted her head before taking the phone from her. "Hey Ms...," he counted on his other hand before turning to Dyah, "Yo, I don't think I ever knew your last name."

"You're so stupid. It's Braginski."

"You expected me to know that? Whatever. Don't worry. You're kids aren't having sex right now."

"Don't say it like we're gonna be doing it later!" you debated.

"Bye Ms. Dyah's mom!" he hung up the phone and passed it to her with a big smile, "There ya go, buddy~"

"I-I hate you."

"Love you too!"

Your sister put her hands on her face, "I'm at an all time low with my mood right n...now...," she spun around while sniffing. She soon got a big grin, "Oh! I smell Mattie! Mattie! Come here! Big sister's here!" something was thrown but your sister dodged it while giggling.

"Go home!"

"U-uhm sis. Who's Mattie?"

"That's not my fucking name!" a blonde came from the hall and stomped over to your sister. He grabbed her by her shirt roughly. Before anything could go any farther, you pushed him off and made her get behind you.

"I can't let you touch on my sister like that. She may be gay but she's not that strong."

"She's gay?!"

You lowered your defenses and blinked a few times. "You didn't know? It sounded like you two knew each other for awhile and anybody who knows her, knows about it."

"I've only met her like twice."

"Seriously?! Then why do you hate her so much?"

"Cause the last time I saw her, she fucking stole my weed!"

"You're still pissed off about that?" your sister poked out her lips as she gripped the back of your shirt.

"You stole drugs?!"

"It was one time!" she reasoned.

"Yeah," Al helped her, "She bought it herself all the other times."

"How dare you buy drugs and not tell me!"

"I wasn't sure if you wanted any or not!"

"Of course I didn't want any! I can't believe you're taking drugs!"

"It's not like I'm snorting crack."

"I don't give a fuck if you were shooting heroin and popping pills at the same damn time! You're gonna give me my damn money for that shit!"

"I could give you this dick but I don't know if you ready for it."

You hit your face, "This is why you don't have friends, sis! Cause you say stupid shit!"

"But I'm only friends with Al cause of this 'stupid shit' you speak of," she leaned into your ear and sang, "I wouldn't complain much~"

You blushed then hit the back of her head, "W-why are you so stupid?!"

"Cause you hit my head too much!" she whined and rubbed where you hit her.

You rolled your eyes as you all heard, "Goodness! I could hear a commotion from all the way in the backyard!" a pink haired individual fixed his fist on his hips.

"Hey Oliver! My friend's here and Matt and her incestual brother were just about to fight to see who gets to fuck her!"

Matt punched Al in the face, knocking him onto the floor. "Aww! Sibling fighting! Reminds me of us not too long ago, bro bro," you hit her again, "That wasn't called for!"

"I said it was called for, stupid!"

"The girl is your friend?" the sweet looking boy eyed Dyah for awhile, "My, I must say, you're rather pretty."

"Thank you!" she started braiding her dreads together, "I should tell you, I don't do too well with compliments from boys..."

"I would think you'd get them often."

"You're cute! You couldn't deal though. I mean, the way I be working and jerking it while I'm riding."

"Damn it, Dyah! Could you not be sexual for like one conversation?! We're cool and all but you're still my sister!"

The boy got closer to her, "Well that sounds like fun! I haven't had a good riding in awhile."

"Oooh~! I like you! I can't though. You're lucky I'm gay cause I'd fuck those freckles off ya face."

He grabbed her hands, "Darling, I don't think you understand. I'll have your ovaries begging for me."

"Yeeeee!! I'm in love~!"

You tapped Al's shoulder, "Can you show me where the bathroom is at so I don't throw up on your floors?"

He hooked his arm around yours, "Alright! Co-"

"Y-you don't have to grab my arm like that!" you shouted.

"Pssh. Yeah I do," he tightened his arm then dragged you down the hall. You reluctantly just followed, grumbling. "You're grumpy today, dollface."

You pulled your arm away from him, "You're really gonna get enough of teasing me like this!"

"Nah. It's pretty fucking fun. Why would I?" you smirked and guided him against the wall, "W-what a-" you cut him off with your lips. You could tell he tensed up. You kind of didn't care since he's been playing with you for the past couple of days. It was worth it, even if he was going to punch you in the face. You parted from him and looked at his eyes. They held clear shock in them which confused you. He couldn't have been expecting you to just do nothing while he groped and taunted you. "O-oh shit."

"You weren't expecting that to happen sooner or later?"

"Like dead serious, no the fuck I wasn't...Shit...and I wasn't expecting to like it."

"Y-you liked it?"

He yanked at his pants, "I-I got hard."

You looked down. He was not lying, to tell you that much, "Oh my. Yes you did," you tilted your head to the side a little, "I shouldn't be staring for so long," Al moved closer to you, blushing. Your eyes followed his lips, excited for what might be coming next and even more ecstatic that it wasn't a punch to your jaw. Then your loud sister had to fuck up the moment.

"Oh my god! You're Francis!" you heard her from where you both stood.

You stepped back, "W-we should see why Dyah's yelling." he just nodded to you.

When you got back to the front room, everyone was in the dining room. A new face was here, sitting at the table and your sister was on the opposite side, leaning over it with a huge smile. "You're like famous to me! Al's told me like a truck load of stuff about you! You guys do gang shit!" Oliver pops her hand, "Ow. S-sorry."

The new, tired looking blonde pointed to her, "Who's the loud chick?"

"Al's bitch of a friend," Matt introduced her.

"Yo Mattie. My dick's still free for you to suck if you want some. Anyway! (name)! This is Francis! He's the one who Al be with late at night and text me about, no homo."

"Are you allowed to say that? I don't think you're allowed to say that," Matt addressed.

"That's not the point!"

"(name)," the man, now identified as Francis, repeated your name, causing you to look over, "Come here."

You looked around for awhile, "...Ok." you walked over and he held your wrist as he examined your body.

"I like you."

Your cheeks gained color, "U-uhm! Well, I-"

"Since when were you gay?!" Al interrupted.

"I don't care if it's a boy or a girl. I like it, I fuck it. Like I said, I like you."

"Oh, you get it, bro bro!" Dyah whooped. As she was cheering, Al grabbed your face and harshly met your lips. You groaned, being unprepared. You tap his shoulder frantically as he made the kiss rougher. He opened his mouth before sliding his tongue in yours so everybody could see. Even given the situation, you fought off his tongue, not wanting to seem submissive to him. Soon, you couldn't breathe and parted.

Al pushed you forward, causing you to stumble as he wiped his mouth, "Still want him?!"

"Oh god! Sexy threesome! I could sell this for a fuck load of money!" your sister's hand got popped again.

"Everyone is fucking gay! What the hell happened?!" Matt panicked.

"Join the program, Mattie! I know this cute little shota breezy that I bet I can get all over your dick!" he picked up something off the table and threw it at her, "Why you frontin'?! Stop being a little bitch and let me film you fucking Tyler in the ass!"

"Poppet! I'm going to have to put you in time out, if you keep this up, young lady!"

"I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Let me try again...Let me film you having hardcore sex with Tyler's cute, pale tushy! That way, I can offer a two for one deal. Bitches like two for one deals."

"That is it!" Oliver pushed her back and made her walk, "You are on punishment!"

"W-wait! I-I can change! I'm comic relief! You can't get rid of me! With all of this sexual tension, they're gonna end up tag teaming my brother's poor, unprepared, virgin ass!"

"A-ah! That's not even funny, Dyah! T-that's not gonna happen! D-don't say it like it's gonna happen!" you nervously ruffled through your hair with both hands, "You need to be on punishment! You evil, sex demon!"

"You magic pimp!" she retorted.

"You anime porn watcher!"

"You real life porn watcher!"

"Uke!"

"You!" you both stuck your tongues out at the other. Seeing the other, you both leaned forward to intensify it. Since she was still being dragged off by Oliver, she was almost out of sight. You both closed your eyes tightly and stuck your tongues out more. When she was gone, you crossed your arms.

"I don't like her sometimes."