“Uh…no, I haven’t heard about that.” Kylie hummed, eyebrows furrowing as she read the comment. “Heard what?” {{user}} came over, phone in her hand, biting her lip. “Somebody said we’ve been getting shipped.” Kylie turned around to look at {{user}}. Though they both knew damn well they were getting suspicion about their relationship. And the rumors were true. But it’s not like Kylie is dumb enough to say that.

The two were in Kylie’s bed now, {{user}}’s head in Kylie’s chest, while Kylie’s fingers gently brushed through {{user}}’s hair. “You’re comfy.” {{user}} yawned, looking up at Kylie through her eyelashes. Kylie chuckled, continuing to run her fingers through her secret girlfriend’s hair. “I’m glad you didn’t say anything about us during that live.” Kylie hummed, cocking her head to the side.

“If you did, we’d be fucked.” Kylie chuckled once again, a smile on her face.