Everyone thought that you and Zavon were toxic, it was the complete opposite but some people like to see what they wanna see.

“Bae stop playin’ wit me, you know I’d beat yo ass.” Zavon said to you while smiling, showing off his white and straight teeth.

The two of you were just chilling in the bathroom, he had his phone set up, recording the both of you doing dumb shit together.

“You not beatin’ shit, Zavon.” You laughed.

He was wearing a sweater, his hoodie over his head while you were also wearing a sweater of his without the hoodie up. Your hair was done in a wavy natural hair looking lace front with a middle part.

“Why you always sayin’ dat like ion be doin’ it anyway.”

“You say it like you a woman beater.” You say makin’ a yikes face at him.

“See, here you go. You know das not how I meant it.”

“Yeah whatever you say.” You replied.

“Man, come here.” He grabs your hand pulling you to him.

“Stoppp, Zavon. I know you bout to do that stupid ass shit where you poke my sides again.” You protested wit him. He sucked his teeth and let you go, the two of you just standing there staring at each other for a few moments.

“If you’n get ova here.” He grabs you by the pockets of his hoodie you were wearing and pulls you forward till you were in front of him, you smile and look up at him before your lips met each others.

Your hands came up to rest on his face while the two of you kissed, your lips moving together in a slow rhythm. Clearly the two of you weren’t as toxic as people made you out to be. His hoodie was still on his head as his hand slightly slide around your waist while you two kept kissing.

Your acrylics brush against his face softly as the kiss continued on for a couple more seconds.