Band members x (male) reader

Party poison - hey kid

This one doesn't involve any romantic relationships
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Jet-26
Party-26
Ghoul-21
Kobra-19

I'm 90% sure my I just sprained my ankle. I know it's not broken, but it's definitely not something I can walk on. This areas too open. Definitely not safe. I limp over to a bunch of rocks to take shelter and maybe try to sleep it off. It's not gonna work but I'm desperate.

"hey jet! There's a kid here!" I look up to see a guy, definitely shorter then me looking back.

Who I think is jet comes over. The other guy wonders off. I put a cautious hand on my gun and slowly pull it out.

"woah woah woah kid." jet throws his hands up. "we're not gonna hurt you. What's your name?"

"Y/K/N. And I'm not a kid." I don't put by gun away but I do unsteadily get to my feet.

"You okay?" Jet asks, "how old are you?"

"Fine and 16." (If ur not just pretend use ur imagination)

"Oh shit you're even younger than Kobra."

I glare at him and lean against a rock, making sure to keep pressure off my foot.

"Yeah well... you established that so... get lost." I fold my arms and try to make it seem like my foot isn't killing me.

"Ghoul? Jet?" Someone yells. The guy I think I named ghoul climbs up a rock and waves his arms, gesturing for whoever just yelled to come over.

Two people, one with a red jacket and the other with red hair the same color as mine walk up.

"Who's the kid?" The guy with red hair says.

"I'm not a fuckin kid!" I throw my arms up in frustration.

"Damn well look like one. How old 're you?" He asks.

I just give him a dirty look so Jet answers "16."

"He's even younger then Kobra!" The guy laughs.

"I've heard. See you never assholes." I try to walk so they don't notice my foot but I guess one does.

"Hey kid, what's wrong with your foot?"

"Nothin. Leave me alone."

"Kid there's something wrong." The red haired guy puts a hand on my shoulder.

"Stop callin me Kid!" I push him off but don't turn around. Putting any weight on my other foot hurts, so walking on it's killing me.

"Okay Okay! But somethings really wrong." He turns me around, and looks a little taken aback by the tears in my eyes. Of course when he did that I put my foot down for balance.

"Fuck!"

"Let's take him back home so we can fix him up." One says. I'm too busy being in pain to notice who it was.

"I'm not goin anywhere with y'all." I say through gritted teeth.

"Well you ain't gonna make it out here long on that leg." The guy with red hair scoops me up in his arms.

"Let go of me!" Knowing the second I lost all the pride I had the second they called me a kid i struggle to get him to at least drop me so I can attempt a run for it.

"Stop it kid. Jet was I this stubborn when I was his age?"

"You're still that stubborn."

I hastily wipe the tears from my eyes and glare at them.