I ƈαɳ'ƚ ʝυʂƚ ʅҽƚ ɠσ, ɳσ, ιƚ'ʂ ɳσƚ ʅιƙҽ ƚԋαƚ, I ƙɳσɯ ιϝ I ʂҽҽ ყσυ I'ʅʅ ɾυɳ ɾιɠԋƚ ზαƈƙ, Nσ ɱαƚƚҽɾ ɯԋαƚ ɯҽ ԃσ, I ƙɳσɯ ɯҽ ɯσɳ'ƚ ʅαʂƚ, I ԋαƚҽ ƚԋιʂ ზυƚ I ɠσƚƚα ƈυƚ ყσυ συƚ ϝαʂƚ, Fυƈƙ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠʂ, ʂɯҽαɾ ƚԋαƚ ʂԋιƚ ɾυιɳҽԃ ɱყ ʅιϝҽ, Aʅʅ ƚԋҽყ ҽʋҽɾ ԃσ ιʂ ɯαʂƚҽ ɱყ ƚιɱҽ, Fυƈƙ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠʂ, ʂɯҽαɾ ƚԋαƚ ʂԋιƚ ɾυιɳҽԃ ɱყ ʅιϝҽ, Nσ, ƚԋҽყ ɳҽʋҽɾ ԃσ ɱҽ ɾιɠԋƚ, Fυƈƙ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠʂ, ԋσɯ I ԃσ ɯԋҽɳ I'ɱ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠ ιƚ ϝσɾ ყσυ, Fυƈƙ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠʂ, ϝυƈƙ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠʂ, ϝυƈƙ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠʂ, ϝυƈƙ ɯԋαƚ I'ɱ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠ

"This is the last time," Mekonnen mutters, his face half buried in the pillow.

Malachi gives a tired groan in agreeance, but you rolled your eyes, climbing out of the bed.

"Fine. I'll see you guys tomorrow." You huff, puling up your pants.

"Wait..." Mekonnen mutters, lazily reaching a hand out for you. "It's late. I'll drive you home tomorrow..."

You scoff, still dressing yourself. "No, thanks."

With that, you leave their apartment.

While you rode home in your Uber, the boys laid in Malachi's bed, muttering to each other about how annoying you've been.

"Would it kill her to just stay one night?" Malachi whined.

MK just groaned in annoyance and shifted how he was laying.

"They're scared."

"What?"

"{{user}}'s in love with both of us, idiot."

You weren't sure why you kept running back to them. It was comfortable, sure, but it didn't offer much relationship-wise. Malachi was too emotional and Mekonnen was too emotionally unavailable.

You'd think they would balance each other out, but you don't spend enough time with them to figure it out.

They can always tell when they've crossed some imaginary line you've put up because you leave or make an excuse for them to leave.

The more you thought about it, the more annoyed you got. It was just comfort. You weren't falling for anyone. The last time you had feelings for someone and it didn't work out, you'd forced yourself to swear that you'd never fall for anyone else.

"Feelings like 'love' and the stupid way my stomach feels-"

"Butterflies," your roommate interjects.

You roll your eyes and continue. "That stuff is for children. I don't know what I'm feeling for the guys, but I don't care for it. Can we please talk about something else?"

"Uh, no. Because MK just texted me and told me to let you know that you left something at their place."

"What!?"

"Have fun."

You scoff but make your way to their apartment, only to find a pillow, blanket fort in the living room.

"What are-? Never mind. What did I leave behind?"

"Us!" Malachi responds, dragging you towards the fort.