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Zion ~ Best friends

You an Zion had been together for around 2 years. From the moment you two had met, there was an instant connection. It never actually felt like an actual relationship, more like a tightly knit friendship. You two would lay around and play video games all day in your pajamas and consider that a date. You and Zion never really liked the way dating has changed over the years, you two liked simpler relationships. 

No one ever would believe you two were in a relationship. They would just blow it off saying that you were just really close friends. It was quite funny actually, but you and Zion didn't mind. It meant less drama. 

Zion and you were just the perfect match, you balanced each other out. You would join in on his video game binge while he would assist you in your Netflix binges. You two could cuddle for hours and just talk. Never checking any kind of device or anything. Just the two of you. You would retwist his hair while he talked about everything going on with the boys and the songs. He would ask you for advice about any situation he'd gotten himself into without second thoughts. He trusted you. After you would finish his hair, he would always moe you into his chest and listen to you ramble on for hours on end about your problems. You trusted him. 

You two would only fight on occasions. These arguments always are very intense. It's usually from built up anger at one another kept bottled in. If Zion started the argument, he would smack his hands on the counter. His voice would get deeper and louder. Neighbors would sometimes come to check on you two to make sure everything was alright. 

If you started the argument, you would yell at the top of your lungs until your voice gave out. Sometimes, things would end up halfway across the room because you would throw them at the wall or off the table. 

By the end of the arguments, someone would end up apologizing. You two couldn't bear to see each other in this state. Zion would have tears built up in his eyes. His voice would be hoarse and his hands would shake. He would take your face in his hands and bring his forehead to yours, whispering how much he loved you and apologizing repetitvely. 

Your cheek would be blotchy red and your eyes puffy and wet from crying. You would barely have a voice from yelling at the top of your lungs. Your whole body would ache, but you still rush over to Zion's side. Sitting in front of him, taking his hands in your's, apologizing for what happened. Telling him that he did nothing wrong and you shouldn't have yelled over this stupid thing. That you loved him. 

You and Zion could never stay mad at each other for more than a few hours. That's why you worked so well. You two were each other's other half. 

A/N:

Hi guys!!! I'm back. You should go check out my other book. ;) 

Thank you to @http_juniebee for this idea.