Romans & histoires Boyfriend Duties

"I'm not sweet, I just do what a boyfriend should do." The word 'boyfriend' does something to my heart, and my pulse flutters. "Are we like that?" I asked heavily, averting my eyes from his handsome face. "After everything I did and what I said.. you still reject me?" he asked in a tone that I knew was feigned annoyance. I snorted in annoyance. "I don't know. All you do is force me to be your girl, to be yours. You never asked about that." "I don't need to ask it from you, you are already mine when I claim you the first time."

Mates who were together for years would exchange insignias as a symbol of belonging, and a vow of eternal love. I had prepared everything, including the anniversary ceremony and the candlelit dinner. There was only loud music coming from the phone. "Lyrik? Sorry, it's too noisy here. I might run a little late," said Liam, sounding distant. "A little late? Liam, we agreed on seven o'clock. It's now eight-thirty," I said while gripping my phone. "I know, but Seraphina needed my help," he said. I hung up. Seraphina was a Highborn she-wolf he had only met a month ago.

"Are you serious? We've waited forever for this." "Caitlin, since when are you such a sex fiend?" "Dude, seriously? Are you saying you've never been curious?" "I'm not saying that, I'm just saying I've never seen this side of you before." "Todd, listen, you're my boyfriend, you've been my boyfriend for four years. We've both done everything we were supposed to, to get to this point. Daddy has finally come around. You think he doesn't know what we're gonna be doing when we go away to college together? Get real."

She turned and looked at him. “Come here,” Liam said, waving her over. Without a word, Alina walked toward him and sat down beside him. Liam didn’t say anything right away; instead, he just looked at her, studying her face. “Why are you staring at me like that?” Alina asked, her cheeks turning red. “Waiting for you to perform your girlfriend duty,” Liam said calmly. “Huh?” Alina blinked, confused. She didn’t understand what he meant by girlfriend duty. Yesterday, he’d mentioned that if she wanted him to be her boyfriend, she had to perform her duties as a girlfriend, but she had forgotten to at least search for what that actually meant.

He might not know it yet, but he is. "Is your boyfriend gone already?" I heard my brother say, his loud steps echoing round the whole empty house. "He is not my boyfriend." I rolled my eyes. "Okay, friend with benefit." He shrugged. "Shut up." I snapped. "I'm only speaking facts." He said as he opened the door to our refrigerator and poured himself a glass of orange juice. I watched him as he downed the entire cup in one go before pouring another one. "I don't want him to hurt you that's all. I am older than you, that means it is my duty to watch over you."

He needed to know what the other person was doing these days. Aiden, his elder brother who was the master planner for creating a havoc in his life. Though Aiden was always there to get something troublesome for him but he was patiently handling all this while. But now it was time to play like him only. He had enough and now Aiden should also feel something this time. As Dylan answered the call, he just got uttering one word, “Aiden..” and he knew it was enough for Dylan to get what was demanded of him.

Why did it feel like I was the one who’d been caught? I hadn’t done anything wrong. If anyone was at fault, it was Nate. He’d ignored me—his girlfriend—and driven some other girl home. Shawn noticed Nate too. “That man looks like he might murder me… is he your boyfriend?” Before I could speak, Nate answered for me. “Yes, I’m her boyfriend, Nate Hart. And you are…?” He extended his hand politely toward Shawn—but his face said anything but polite. Shawn froze for a beat, then a mischievous grin spread across his face.

Well I guess it's not too bad to have an instant boyfriend. ______

At the police station, Sophie sat with her hands cuffed, her eyes hollow and vacant. She looked like someone had drained the soul right out of her. I had no idea what was going through her mind at that moment. The officer told her, "Your boyfriend, Marcus—the one who just died—was a clone. Your real boyfriend was stabbed to death by Adrian five years ago. "Back then, Marcus and Adrian got into a fight. You were so busy rushing Adrian to the hospital that you didn't even notice Marcus was hurt too.

Zayn invited everyone to take a seat and looked toward Queenie, “It has been a long time since we last met, Queenie!” Queenie smiled shyly. “It’s been long.” Zayn took a glance without changing his expression. “This is?” Queenie explained, “This is my boyfriend, Kayson Yarde.” The corner of Zayn’s eyes twitched, and his gaze turned colder at once. “Queenie, you’re the only one with a partner tonight here. You’re going to have to punish yourself by taking three shots!” Queenie nodded. “Sure thing, sure thing!”