𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝙍𝙤𝙮𝙖𝙡 𝙃𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨- 𝙀𝙡𝙞 𝙈𝙤𝙨𝙠𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙯/ 𝙃𝙖𝙬𝙠

Thirty Nine

Eli's eyes softened and his shoulders relaxed as he saw Flora walking towards the Miyagi Dos. Her eyes searching for him, and once she found him, her resting bitch face melted into a bright smile, and she ran to him. He caught her into his arms and she kissed him. He quirked his brows in amusement and kissed her back. Her glorious fucking mouth. His large hands skimmed over her backside, and came to rest on her lower back, and she softly sighed against his mouth.


Demetri went to gag beside them, and Flora dug her heel bottom on his foot until he yelped away, clutching his foot and hoping like a human sized Giraffe. 

"See! I wasn't attacked. But you're so fucking adorable! Concerned boyfriend Eli Moskowitz might just be the cutest thing to ever grace this planet!" Flora grinned and kissed him again, pecking his lips several times until he was chuckling at how silly she was, with his cheeks warm, how adorable she was, and she was giggling, with her eyes closed. 

"Just really glad that you're okay." He let her know, his hand moving up to squeeze hers and then he yelped. He looked down at her fake nails, "Jesus fucking Christ, Larusso! Good to know you're armed enough to gauge Kyler's eyes out if he does attack." He kissed the side of her head. 

Demetri came back, glaring at the couple, until he noticed Flora's nails as well. They were unbelievably large, a soft gold, and obviously fake, "Nice Claws, Flo. We are mutilating Kyler?!!" He frowned at Eli, having heard only the final bits of his words.

"That paints a rather lovely picture, does it not?" Flora hummed thoughtfully.

"We are not---this is a joke. Right? Right? RIGHT???" Demetri gripped Eli's collar, and shouted with crazed eyes. Their faces inches apart, breathes mingling together, "I really wanna go to MIT, man---preferably together. It'd suck if one of us went to jail-" 

"You twos vibes scream no homo, but we fuck each others buttholes out every night-" She chimed in. 

The pair of best friends grimaced, but ultimately decided to ignore her.

"Of course, not, dude. Don't be stupid." Eli rolled his eyes, shrugging his best friend off of him, his cheeks a bit flushed from his girl's comment.

"Well, madame fake blonde--" He went to speak, but then remembered that Flora had recently chopped her hair off and had it back in it's natural brunette color, "Now a brunette, is a vicious vicious creature."

Eli looked at Flora, who had wandered off to speak to Devon and was debating with her over something. 

"Viciously beautiful--" He sighed involuntarily, before composing himself, "Besides, come on, the whole revenge thing she had going on was very funny. I just didn't like that she was endangering herself, y'know."

"Yeah, I know." Demetri nodded, sighing.

"I really fucking care about her." Eli went to add, "She's legit my favorite perso-" 

"Yep, got it, stop talking." His binary brother groaned back. Demetri really wasn't enjoying the third wheeling. Eli and Flora were practically all over each other or all about each other all the time, it was sort of gross really. 

"Right." Eli nodded, hiding his smile thinking about his wonderful girlfriend. 

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"What's happened, mummy?" Flora frowned, looking at her mum sitting tensely in the audience, as she took the empty seat beside her, "Did dada hand you in the divorce papers mid tournament? ---I hate men, seriously. Very rude if he did, honestly. It's like Joe Jonas all over again. There's no responsibility, no etiquette-"