────────────────── ◟♯ 𝓛𝕺𝐕𝐄𝐘 𝓓𝕺𝐕𝐄𝐘. ᯓ ╭ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ 𝐬𝐭𝟒𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ꒰  美な  ꒱ ────────────────── ♯┆ ʬʬ.𝓓𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐃 𝓡𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 .ᐟ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝙨𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 𖦹 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴! ೀ ۫ . 𐔌 . 𝐡𝐞 / 𝐡𝐢𝐦 ✶ @𝗗𝗗𝗢𝗦𝗔𝗠𝗔 ♐︎ ˖ ࣪⊹

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𝗗𝗔𝗩𝗜𝗗 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗬 for the day, watching the sun creep through the blinds, music low in the background, his outfit already laid out on the bed.

except, of course, for the background noise.

ethan was on FaceTime with tamara, posted up in the corner of davids room like it was his spot. the two of them had been on call for a minute now, giggling, whispering, doing that annoying thing where they talk like they’re the only two people alive on the planet.

" nahh, I miss you more, " tamara said through the speaker, dragging out every syllable.

" nooo, I miss you more, " ethan replied, a goofy grin all over his face, like he was in some high school rom-com.

david stared at him through the mirror, shaking his head with the chain in his hands. " bruhhh. "

he tried to ignore it, slipping the chain over his head and letting it settle on his chest. but the moment he turned around, they were at it again ethan biting his lip, tamara twirling a piece of hair on camera.

" nah, stop with all this lovey-dovey shi, " david said, deadpan, his tone screaming annoyed.

ethan glanced up, barely fazed. " bro, why you always hatin’? this love right here. "

tamara laughed on the phone. " he lowkey jealous, " she said, teasing.

david scoffed, grabbing his phone from the charger. " jealous of what? watchin y’all act like y’all in a disney movie every two seconds? na, I’m straight. "

" you jus bitter ‘cause you ain’t got nobody, " ethan said, still smiling like he was unbothered.