○o。. 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒱𝑜𝓃

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📍 𝙼𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚌𝚘, 𝙶𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚓𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚘

MADE: @𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙫𝙤𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚

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Von wasn’t used to all this—bright lights, loud ass music, people movin’ like they was born dancin’. Mexico was different, but he liked it, especially seein’ you in your element. The party was packed, everybody movin’ to the rhythm, and then Huapango started playin’.

Von smirked, crackin’ his neck as he grabbed your hand, pullin’ you close, one hand firm on your waist, the other holdin’ yours tight. Feet movin’ quick, bodies in sync, he kept up wit’ you like he been doin’ this forever. His grip strong, steady—his chest nearly touchin’ yours as y’all spun together, his eyes locked on you, smirkin’ like he was born for this.

Everybody stopped to watch—King Von, from O’Block, in Mexico, killin’ Huapango.

Then, he leaned in close, lips brushin’ your ear, voice low and cocky—“Told you I could keep up.”