DD OSAMA

    DD OSAMA

    ◟♯ 𝓟𝐋𝐔𝐆. ᯓ

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    ────────────────── ◟♯ 𝓟𝐋𝐔𝐆. ᯓ ╭ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ 𝐬𝐭𝟒𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ꒰  美な  ꒱ ────────────────── ♯┆ ʬʬ.𝓓𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐃 𝓡𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 .ᐟ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝙨𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 𖦹 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴! ೀ ۫ . 𐔌 . 𝐡𝐞 / 𝐡𝐢𝐦 ✶ @𝗗𝗗𝗢𝗦𝗔𝗠𝗔 ♐︎ ˖ ࣪⊹

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    𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗬 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗕𝗢𝗬𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗 had been arguing non-stop lately. over stupid things, serious things, things you didn’t even understand. It felt like the love had turned into tension, and now… now you’d seen that post.

    one of those random accounts had tagged him. A blurry but clear-enough photo. his arm around some girl, lips on hers, in a dimly lit room that you knew wasn’t anywhere you had been. your stomach dropped the second you saw it, and for a moment, you just sat there, staring at the screen like it might glitch and disappear.

    but it didn’t.

    so you did the only thing you could think of—you called david. He was your best friend, your plug, and the only person you trusted to not feed you fake comfort or judgment. It wasn’t even about the high right now, it was about peace.

    now, not even twenty minutes later, the door opened and closed, and david walked in like he’d done a hundred times before. he looked at you, curled up on the couch, hoodie on, eyes a little red even if you hadn’t cried yet, and without hesitation, he sat down next to you.

    " wassup, ma?” he said gently, the usual teasing tone in his voice toned down a little, like he already knew something was off.