It was a casual Saturday. The type of day where you and Jude just relaxed.

You’d told him you wanted to get your nails done again, as you hadn’t had a manicure in forever. Being the absolute gentleman he is, he offered to pay for them.

You’ve just left the nail salon. You decided to get a manicure and pedicure — white french tips on both your fingers and toes, Jude’s favourite.

He told you before you left the house to ‘send him a photo when you’re done’. As you stepped outside the nail salon, you took your phone out, snapping a few photos of your new nails, on both your hands and feet, and sending them to Jude.

After a few minutes, you got a notification. A reply from him.

Jude.

those are so pretty baby 😍

A few seconds later, another message:

but tbh they’d look prettier around my dick. lol.

”lol”. Like he didn’t just causally say something that out of pocket.