𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗑 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗈

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2:45pm

"oh fuck! how did you win that?" asher whined as angel got up off of the couch and did a victory dance, baabe and david chuckled as they watched. asher, baabe, sweetheart and milo had all gone over to angel and david's house for the afternoon.

angel, baabe, asher and david were all sat on the large couch situated in david and angel's living room, and milo and sweetheart were sat together on the arm chair in the corner of the room. sweetheart was rested on milo's lap, his head resting on their shoulder as the pair watched the others game. every now and then the others would hear giggles coming from where milo and sweetheart were sat.

"you look so cute today" milo spoke, a blush formed over sweethearts cheeks, as they rested their head back against milo's chest. "nooooo i don't" they whined, covering their face with their hands. milo lifted his arms up, resting his hands over sweethearts and pulling them down, "don't cover that beautiful face" he smiled, leaning over and leaving a soft kiss upon sweetheart's cheek. another blush forming over their cheeks now, the pair had never been this affectionate towards one another in front of their friends.

"hey, look at me" milo spoke, gently pulling sweethearts head to face his, their eyes locking to one another's before milo connected his lips to sweethearts. sounds of their friends laughing from the other side of the living room filled the room. "can you guys not make out on our arm chair?" angel joked, "yeah! get a room!" asher chimed in. milo held up his middle finger as sweetheart turned around and hid their face in milo's chest.

"hey you guys, don't make fun of them, they're just in love! i remember when you all came to mine and ash's place and you two were kissing and being all giggly with one another" baabe chuckled, pointing over at david and angel. a blush now forming upon angel's face, as david simply rolled his eyes.

word count ; 353
a/n ; another shorter one, just wanted to post something :)

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