Emery [bxb]

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This one girl in math class - Brie - is hitting on me so hard. She calls me all the time. Girls are starting to annoy me a little bit.

Ever since Em wore a dress, I've started to wonder if maybe I've made a mistake by only chasing girls. No sooner have I started looking at boys than one catches my eye. He's a small, quiet thing, probably new because I've never noticed him before. I spot him in the library while studying with Emery one day. He looks up and our eyes meet fleetingly. I ask around until I find out that his name is Griffin.

Christmas is coming up, so I get Emery a violin shoulder rest. He makes a post on Instagram about it to which I reply as I typically do, with my quintessential comment: I love you.

Then I grab Emery and some mistletoe, wrap my arms around him so both our friendship bands are showing and make my own post. Christmas with The Bro™️.

After dinner, Emery is asked by my parents to serenade us with violin carols. He complains about the cold as he tunes his instrument by ear. He plays hauntingly beautiful melodies, gentle and lulling ones, as well as festive, merry ones. I'm in such awe of his talent I can't even speak during these performances.