𝖆𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰.

“are you sure?” he murmured into their shoulder, pulling back slightly to look down at them, fingers gently moving some dark strands away from their face, “the jet - lag would be fucking mental.”

a startled chuckle against their lips, hands naturally holding the small of their waist. a small squeeze, returning the kisses tenfold, “hey, i missed you too.”

c’mere, doll.

… i date you for you?

well, yeah. obviously. i didn’t date you ‘cause of your teeth.

… your mind amazes me, babe.

how the hell did you do that? ☹️

HEY, HUN. 🥺

riv!

/ hello krusty crew.

i am glad! jus’ … still don’t know the online lingo. i’ll catch up!

heh, yeah … what does that mean?

real.

/ What Is Going On

“ i … get it. ” of course there’s sadness in his voice, but it’s quickly muffled by his partners lips. arm loosely snaked around his waist. “ do y’think she’ll ever like me? ”

leaning into their kisses, squeezing their hand slightly. then, a sudden frown. “ she doesn’t like me? ”

a brow furrow, giving a bashful smile. “ i mean, yeah? duh … ”

‘course. i missed you. my parents kept asking ‘bout you.

a … what? no, no. it’s fine, seriously.