*ੈ✩‧₊˚ a book in which i attempt to write imagines pairing you with berlin edmond (berleezy), i hope you enjoy.
- this book is under severe editing.
[ july 28th, 2021 - march 21st, 2023 ]
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You were found in Berlin's kitchen, cooking.
He looked at you in shock and confusion. Y/N? cooking? What urged you to do that?
He sat down at the kitchen's island and watched your back from afar getting fully captivated he would never think in twenty years of knowing you that you would be in the kitchen cooking.
Not that you didn't know how, you were just somewhat of a lazy person.
"I hope you're hungry."
When you said that his eyes couldn't help but lock onto you.
"Very."
"Do you want me to make a plate for you?" you said, a smile dawning on your lips.
"Please."
"What would you like?" Turning to him you set two options in front of him, but he only has one thing on his mind.
"You."
The words left his mouth so fast that you almost thought it was a slip up on his end. So, you pause, waiting for him to take it back or make some douche-bag remark to cover it up.
But he didn't ... he meant it.
And the smolder inundating his eyes tells you that he's more serious than ever.
"But that's not on the menu, huh?"
"Not for dinner, but maybe dessert." You replied just as flirty playing along with him.
"Okay, then I'll just have the spaghetti you cooked," he said leaning on the table looking at you like you were the newest pair of j's in a footlocker.
You place a plate of spaghetti in front of him rolling your eyes at the extra ass man in front of you and you begin to dig into your food, but you can't ignore the eyes that seem to be watching you the whole time.
"Aren't you going to eat? Why are you looking at me like that?" dropping your fork you question him.
"This feels real."
"What are you talking about?" you look at him in baffled confusion. He hesitates but then repeats himself. "This ... it feels real."
"It is real. Did you think I was going to serve you fake pasta?" what the hell was he on right now? Did this nigga think he was in VR or something?
"No, I mean... it feels like we're real. Like we're a real couple." that got you to stop eating altogether, "Oh." that's all that left your lips as you dropped your fork once more forgetting about your food altogether.
You and Berlin had a weird thing going on between you two. For the past four years, you've both chosen to ignore the blossoming feelings that seemed to consume your thoughts.
You didn't want to ruin the friendship.
But you just heard from Joe that he had a big opportunity that came his way but he decided to stay here. For you.
