𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒™, 𝘢.𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘵

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𝐢𝐢 : 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 & 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭

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flashback:

𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘺, 8𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳
(also my birthday😁)

                       𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐔𝐕𝐄𝐓𝐒 of  khalifa's bed as he sat on the edge, ramming the buttons of his ps5 controller. you minded your own business, scrolling through your phone, an activity that was slowly rendering your bored.

he always did this. he would tell you to come over and just ends up getting distracted on his game instead. honestly, you didn't know why you thought it would be different when he asked you to come around this time.

every once in a while, you would glance up from your phone to see if he even gave you a hint of attention. nothing. the only thing on his mind currently was his game and his game only. you didn't know why he even invited you when he wasn't gonna give you rightful attention you needed anyway. what made matters even was that joey, historia and hitch were all getting their nails done but you bailed on them for someone who couldn't even give you a small ounce of attention.

in all honesty, he just likes having you around. even if there wasn't talking and and physical touch happening, him knowing that you were there made him feel good. that's why he called you to come over.

you would catch yourself looking at his back more that his face, the way the back muscles popped through his vest and subconsciously flex whenever he moves around and the way his twists would sway along with him whenever he would get mad and yell at his TV screen..

it was starting to grow tedious very quickly. you hoisted yourself up from under the covers and made your way to his door. you were planning to go downstairs and getting a drink since nothing fun was happening up here. not that getting was any amusing, you just wanted to walk around for a bit.

"where you going?" he asked, now giving you the attention you wanted from him all this time but for the wrong reason.

"you got drinks? i'm thirsty" you asked pointing at him, waiting by the door.

"yeah, in the fridge" he instructed, watching you leave the door but stopping you before you could get through.

"wait, could you get me a gatorade please?" he said smiling like a little kid, showing off his pearly whites. you huffed and playfully rolled your eyes at his childish antics. "yeah yeah" you waved him off, finally being able to get through the door and heading to his kitchen.

you opened the fridge and pulled out 2 gatorade's before closing the fridge door with your hip, since you hands were completely full. just as you were about to head back upstairs, there was a knock on the door. you groaned, as your  hands were occupied with your phone and 2 bottles of gatorade. opening the door yourself meant that you had to drop everything which you really didn't feel like doing.

"khalifa! khalifa! there's someone at your door" you shouted up the stairs from the bottom, not sure if he would be able to hear you over his game.

"answer it for me" he shouted back down. you kissed your teeth after hearing what he said, not only were your hands full but it wasn't even your house. not to mention that he was ignoring the whole time you were upstairs but still managed to answer you from down there.