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| 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄 ¹⁰: 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 |
it was new year's day and y/n was back home from celebrating with her family. of course, the first thing she did was log in on instagram and text her friends 'happy new year'.
she had took a photo of herself and posted it on her story and while it was uploading, she checked her followers' stories.
and she came upon jean's. her jaw dropped, and she immediately screenshotted it. she was stuck staring at that picture of his; hair slicked back, top buttons of his white shirt open, sleeves rolled up to his forearms, a glass of champagne in his hand and that smile of his.
'okay y/n, you're creepy. stop that'
she viewed other stories, noticing the new message she had.
*sent jean.ks' story*
i hope people can't see when we ss stories 🤭
and gurl... i follow him...
ik bby
just reminding u
awww 🥰
y/n sighed because hitch just brought her back to staring at that selfie of his. and that's when she noticed one of the most attractive things; his veiny arms.
'am i freak for finding veins attractive? the fuck?'
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new year's was such a busy day and y/n spent more than half of it in the kitchen, along with her mom. she helped her with the cooking and the rest of the preparations, but, also with the cleaning and the tidying up.
after that long day, y/n laid on her bed exhausted. she turned on her phone, since she had it off from the moment she fell asleep.
once connected to her home's wifi, she was attacked with hundreds of messages and notifications. she checked all her social media platforms, answering to the messages from sasha, historia, the group chat they had, and her online friend; ymir.
last message she checked was the one from jean, because it was the newest one.
how you doing?
i'm listening to music
music? this is for fools😵
...
i'm pretty sure you're listening to music right now
obviously
whoever says music ain't emotional support for them, they're lying
she liked the message, watching as the 'typing...' appeared on her screen. after some seconds it disappeared, which formed a frown on her face.
'that was it? so fucking soon?'
before she could think something else, she saw a picture he sent her; younger him on a motorcycle. her eyes widened and a smile made its way to her face.
i'm saving this
AHAHAHAH
NO
DON'T
too late 🤭
i think now you get why i'm obsessed
*sent a video*
OMG BLACK WIDOW! 😫
i used to listen to this song 100 times a day, until i actually got bored
it gives me motorcycle night ride vibes
along with this one
*sent a video*
animals?!? the sex song?!
what sex?
it's about sex...
i don't care about the lyrics
i like the beat
okay fair
imagine listening to this while speeding
hold on, that actually sounds good
i'm telling ya!
*sent a video*
JEAN, I WAS JUST LISTENING TO STRESSED OUT
REALLY? 🤣
YES😭
this song is literally unforgettable
real
'did he for real leave me on seen? unbelievable'
y/n rolled her eyes before getting under the covers. she checked her phone every now and then, in case he texted her again, but she saw nothing.
'i'll remember that one, jean!'
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