— 𝓟𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨 .

“ … mr romantic are we ? I thought that was my job .” he hummed, that playfulness still dipped at tone as fingers reached out to take the offered, 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 jumper. cue him chuckling as he pulled it over his frame, glasses getting caught … becoming wonkier than +

“ … ah, I may have fallen asleep by the time I got to that bit .” he teased around another bite, tongue wetting the taste of his brims as he let hues meet hers once more. “ well, you’re in luck evans … my mum was asking about you when i went down a few weeks +

“ heh, I think she’s already picked out the costumes …” & even though he was mr christmas ? lily was halloween mad — — and just for that he’d do anything to make the occasion special for her. hand rubbed the spot he digged before hazels found the green coloured +

“ so what you’re sayin’ is … I 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 get paid in kisses ? …” head shook as he happily took the offered plate, fingers reaching for the fork to stab at it for a piece. “ terrible advertisement, shoulda’ read the contract when I applied .” playful he let his brows +

“ exactly that .” he hummed, pressing one last kiss upon her shoulder before lettin’ her go to hoist himself up onto the kitchen counter, let his legs swing … starin’ at her with playfulness. “ your own personal cake taster, reportin’ for duty .” cue a +

curse ? please, it’s a damn privilege and a party every day 😉 ! and whilst his cocky demeanour beamed ? deep down, he cared deeply for his 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 best friends — — always would. brows knitted under thick frames, arm casually slung around the +