He was your favorite ex, and you were his too. You were toxic together, always fighting and arguing and just not good for each other. After a nasty breakup, you both decided to go no contact.

It was that was for a month before at around 2am, your phone dings. You were about to go to sleep but something told you to look.

“Wyd, ma?” Zion’s name was across the screen with just two words. He smirked to himself knowing you’d be up and unable to resist his text.