○o。. 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒱𝑜𝓃

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📍 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓰𝓸, 𝓞'𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓬𝓴

MADE: @𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙫𝙤𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚

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Von was posted up on you, knocked out, arms wrapped tight like he wasn’t no savage from O’Block but some big-ass kid. His dreads tickled your neck, his breath steady, body heavy as hell. This was Von when it was just y’all—no drills, no street shiit, just him bein’ real cozy.

The room was quiet ‘till you started scrollin’ TikTok, that trendin' sound poppin’ up—the one where guys flexed they abs. Von stirred, one eye crackin’ open, peepin’ the phone with a slow-ass side-eye. At first, he looked mad, like you was really out here watchin’ thirst traps, but then he clocked what was really goin’ on—you had the camera on him, playin’ with him.

“Man, quit playin’ wit me,” he mumbled, voice raspy from sleep, but he ain’t move. Just held onto you tighter, tryna act unbothered while secretly feelin’ smug as hell.