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Zeke...couldn't believe it. Didn't want to believe it. Jossiah, his special friend, was leaving the academy? Graduating? No, not possible. He couldn't be graduating right now. He wouldn't let him. Jossiah couldn't leave until he left. And he still had quite a few years left. There had to be a way to get him held back. At least a year, until he could figure things out. Maybe he should drop out.
One thing was for sure, he had to find that a*****e. Geist tendrils twisting and turning in rage, the junior made his way to the cafeteria, deciding to skip science class. It was the seniors lunch time right now. Ah yes, he was there. A sinister grin spread across the hybrid's face as he practically glided across the floor and towards the fey. He didn't even bother to sit across the way and forcibly sat in his lap, like he did when he was still a freshling. "What's this about you graduating?" he sneered, staring down at Jossiah. "I don't think I gave you permission."

Jossiah just had a little bit left to do, and then he would be able to leave the school, move on with his life, move on to greater and better things. And most of all, leaving the young bully behind. It was pathetic, being scared of the junior, but he was. He was now having a pleasant lunch, nervously chatting about graduation to the other seniors at the table. He was so immersed in the excited chatter that he didn't notice a certain junior make a beeline towards him. Didn't notice until suddenly, his lap was filled and if it weren't for the weight, Jossiah would have jumped right up. He paled immediately, wings trembling. "I-I don't need your permission to graduate. Everyone graduates eventually," he protested, almost confidently under the scrutiny of his classmates.

The trembling didn't go unnoticed by the junior. Smirking, Zeke slowly wrapped his arm around the senior and stroked the thin fae wings. He wanted so badly to make a tear in them. To make sure that Jossiah couldn't fly off and away from him. Damage him to where he had to rely on him forever. His only person. His only friend. The smirk that had been on his face turned down, more contemplative as he wondered how to make such a thing happen. It had to be possible...
"Everyone graduated eventually, but do you need to graduate this year? Why don't you be patient and wait." he smirked, his fingers trailing against the senior's neck. Jossiah's skin had to be so soft. It would be so easy to dig his nails in and leave a bruise.. "Were you even going to tell me that you were going to graduate?" his eyes may have narrowed, but his smile was still ever present in an attempt to look sweet and nice. Not at all like the anger that was currently stirring inside of him.

Jossiah shook his head, wings flittering as though flinching away from the junior's searching reach. His eyes danced about, trying to find an exit or an escape, but settled helplessly on the junior. The junior who was already as big as him. Or at least, very nearly so. "I thought you knew," he blurted out, before wiggling. "I have to go talk to someone, E-Ezekiel," he whispered desperately, hoping that would persuade the junior off of his lap.

Zeke's eyes narrowed at the sight of Jossiah looking around. "Is there something interesting around us?" he tilted his head to look at their surroundings as well, giving a glower to the seniors that had decided to sit with what was his. He didn't see anything interesting. The fey should have been focused on him. "I don't understand why you're attention is elsewhere. We hadn't seen each other in so long." he drawled, calculating eyes settling on Jossiah. At least he was looking at him now. It seemed like they still had some work to do--Jossiah wasn't fully trained. "No." he smiled, his fingers pinching Jossiah's chin, pinching for emphasis. "You seem to have a habit of not telling me things that are important." he settled his weight further on the senior, refusing to budge. Jossiah wasn't going to get off that easily. "Excuse me? Who is more important than me, hm?"

Jossiah really didn't know how to escape this situation. He felt that breathing was currently impossible, that he was a fish gulping in the air and not finding satisfaction. "Ummm," he stammered, unsure how to respond. "N-nothing more interesting. Or anyone more important. I-It's just that, um... I h-have to go t-talk to a teacher about homework... b-before lunchbreak ends," he lied, eyes sliding away shamefully at the little fib.

Zeke raised a brow once again. Umm wasn't an answer. Umm was only a thing said to stall. But instead of telling the senior fey to spit it out already, he decided to be patient, bide his time. It was obvious that whatever he was about to say wasn't really important or was a straight up lie, not even an excuse. Just another way to try and get away from him.
His glowing gaze narrowed into a glare. Did Jossiah really think that he could fool him? That he'd let him get by with his current attitude? Zeke's smile returned, sadistic and practically gleaming. He'd have to show him how wrong he was.
He'd do that by not moving from his current spot.
"That can wait." He looked at the lunch table. "Are you lying to me? It's like you haven't eaten at all." Zeke clucked in tongue in disapproval. "Are you not hungry? It'd be a shame for this food to go to waste." Not like he'd actually care. He took the apple sauce cup from the table and opened it, spooning out a mound and presenting it to Jossiah's lips. The best way to get at him—humiliation. In front of others. "You know how I don't like being lied to."

Jossiah took in a deep breath and tried to steel himself. Tried to also meet the younger male's eyes. He was just a junior, why was this so hard? "I'm n-not lying," he tried, pulling his face away from the spoon. He didn't want to eat from the spoon. His cheeks heated up as he felt eyes boring into him. The sight of a senior being bullied by a kid. Wings twitching restlessly, he moved to nudge at Ezekiel, not quite pushing him off but enough to show his intent. "I-I-I should go now. Please get off of me, Ezekiel," Jossiah tried again, trying to do enough of a Big Brother voice as possible.

Zeke hummed, unamused. Still lying to him. Still trying to escape his grasp. Still trying to run from him. Usually he found Jossiah's fear amusing, loved to toy with it. But right now, his running and getting away from him was quiet annoying. He already had him. Why was he being so stubborn on leaving?
He wasn't even going to eat his food that was on the table. It was all too sudden. "You need to eat." Lips thinned, the hybrid reached up regardless and pressed the spoon against his lips. "Do I need to force your mouth open?" A grin spread across his face. Oh, if only that was a possibility. Right now he knew his fingers wouldn't be able to pop open that mouth. Not unless he was using two hands which he couldn't do.
Jossiah still seemed to think that he was in control. That was funny. His nails scraped against the man's cheek in warning, geist tendrils swirling dangerously. "Not until you've had at least one bite." he jabbed Jossiah's mouth with the spoon again. "And here I thought you were supposed to be a good role model for me. Look at yourself, not even willing to eat your lunch."

Jossiah decided to just give in. It was hopeless, otherwise; not with those nails digging into his cheek. He heard a few protests from the other seniors before he squeezed his eyes shut and opened his mouth, leaning forward slightly to take the spoon into his mouth. He usually loved applesauce. But at the moment, it tasted like gritty sand. Forcing himself to swallow, he finally opened his eyes. "I'll eat the rest but then I really need to go," he tried, deciding to cling onto the idea of him eating would just make him a good role model. Nothing was humiliating as setting a good example, yeah?

Zeke tuned out the other seniors, didn't even usually give him his passing glare. They were unimportant. What was important was the male that he was sitting on top of. The other seniors weren't as fun to play with. The smile returned to his face as the fae decided to open their mouth and take in the apple sauce and gave a satisfactory hum. "Good." he placed the spoon back into the apple sauce cup before holding it for Jossiah. "You should eat every last bit. I'll watch right here." Once he was satisfied, he gave a smirk towards the other seniors before slipping off of Jossiah's lap. That was enough humiliation for today.