Despite being in a family full of sunshine’s and rainbows—literally, his mother loved flowers and it rained quite often in the town of augustine.

Nevan was the opposite of his brother, who was all bubbly and blonde, smelled like cinnamon and the beach.

But someone had to be different, right? I mean cmon, growing up in a family like that just had him bound to turn up how he was.

“stop worrying darlin’, it’s pointless.”

You were a very territorial person, shit he respected that. But..sometimes your jealousy can be a handful.

Nevan was attempting to reassure you since the start, ever since you saw him being ‘too close’ to one of his friends.

“you’re special,” he whispers, his lips gently tracing your pretty skin. He just wanted you to know that, know that not one amongst you all can replace you.

You are special, you’re like the stars to his moon.