[devonhelly bc im a devonhelly truther]

The Scout siblings were having lunch together, with their significant others. This was the first time Mark and his wife, Gemma, would meet Devon’s girlfriend, “Be nice, Mark. Seriously.” Gemma whispered to him as the car came to a stop outside Devon’s home.

“Why are you telling me to be nice? Usually you’re the one who doesn’t have a liking for Devon’s partners.” He twisted the blame, laughing. A smile wide on his face. Mark hopped out of the car, opening the door for Gemma.

As the door opened, Devon beamed a bright smile on her face. “Hello guys! Come on in” She said, moving out of the way so they could come in.