𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖞-𝖊𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙

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@haidenmoore: fiancé 🤭

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@haidenmoore: fiancé 🤭

@elijahhewson: that's my wife
-@haidenmoore: that's my mf husband

@evehewson: we're getting a sister-in-law 🥹

@harris.spencer: hen party?
-@haidenmoore: after tour sugar :(

"i can't believe our main man is getting married" rob laughed, clinking his beers against the other lads.

somehow, as a celebration to eli's birthday and their recent engagement, the group had ended up in a club somewhere close to home.
the lads were sat in a booth, drinking and joking around about eli's commitment, getting used to the idea of calling haiden a hewson in the near future. rob had his arm around spencer, any celebration gives her a reason not to handle her own drink

"speaking of the soon to be wed, where's haiden?" ryan asked

"that is a very good question" eli mumbled, scratching at the stubble on his cheeks

"i found her" rob laughed, pointing over at the bar

eli's heart kept beating at it's normal pace when he looked over, full expecting to see his sweet angel ordering another drink.
is that what he saw? of course not

haiden was stood on the bar with his sister eve, dancing with all her favourite moves to whatever songs played... not a care in the world and a smile on her face. elijah shook his head as he threw his head back

"not even married yet and she keeps me busy" he laughed, ryan nudging his side "that woman is a handful, i'll tell you that now... i'll be back in a minute"

elijah left his drink with the lads, worming his way through the crowd of drunken bodies over to where his lover was. he smiled to himself, happy that he'd finally ballsed up to pop the question but more happy just to see her being herself.

"den, eve, come on down now" he laughed, holding his hand out to help his sister down.
eve made her way back to the group, somehow shots in hand while eli was still occupied with haiden

"come on den, it's not safe"

"whoah whoah" she slurred "you're not allowed to call me den"

"oh i'm not?" he smirked

"nope" she shook her head, climbing down from the bar carefully "only my fiancé is"

"oh really? so there's no chance of me getting your number then?"

"absolutely not" she scoffed, eli laughing as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder

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