'y/n and Brian you are not leaving this room until you figure your stuff out because we are all sick of getting in the middle of your shit',
Dom said pushing Brian and I into the kitchen and closing the door, I rolled my eyes before sitting down on the chair,
'what does he mean our shit we are perfectly fine?'
Brian said walking over to the fridge opening it, I looked at him unimpressed raising my eyebrows, I stood up and walked over to him,
'no we are not and you know that you idiot',
I said standing in front of him and folding my arms, Brian avoiding my eye contact. I rolled my eyes slightly,
'someone has an attitude today',
Brian said moving closer towards me. My breath got somewhat shaky, Brian picked up on it,
'I love the way I am still able to make you nervous even after everything'.
