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⚠️ swearinghis pride is too big,
how does he manage it?zion sat in the studio, mindlessly scrolling through istagram as nick laid down some vocals with brandon. it was their day to put in work and so far, they were on track to finishing early.
there was nothing interesting on his timeline so he went to his stories. he first tapped on meg thee stallions and just began to tap his way through the many stories. it was a bunch of things—people advertising their shit, posting their recents, random things to please their aesthetic; usual things.
however,
he got to one story and his interest spiked. it was his ex-girlfriend, yani. she had reposted someone's story with hearts at the bottom and the caption "before he leaves again🥺" in black.
"the fuck?" zion mumbled, looking at the name of the persons story.
1ngram4
although he didn't recognize it, he held down on the story and tapped to view it from the dudes page. it was him and yani in the car, driving and singing high fashion by roddy ricch. he was in the passenger side, recording her as she drove and sung to him. you couldn't see his face and he kept the camera at a angle so she couldn't see it. once they got to a red light and she noticed the camera, she laughed and covered her face.
it jumped to the next post, which was of him and her sharing a kiss at the grocery store. he added a "🖤🐍". he tapped on the username to see exactly who it was and once zion saw the name, he nearly threw his phone.
"as in brandon freakin ingram?!" he shot up out the chair, getting the attention of his friends. "yo, you good?" brandon asked, glancing over at nick, who came out the booth.zion couldn't help the anger inside. the way he felt was indescribable; all types of mad, sad and jealousy. how the hell could she do him like that?
"i gotta go." he grabbed his hat off the table and left the studio, leaving his now confused friends.
yani stepped out her bathroom, feeling the cool air hit her skin. she made way to her room seeing brandon starfish style on her bed, looking up at her ceiling. she smiled, walking to him and straddling him. his eyes moved to her and he let a small smile come to his lips. "what?" he asked, his finger tracing shapes on her thigh. she shook her head, a sigh of contentment leaving her lips.
she wouldn't tell him the ways he has made her life better, or how by just being in this moment with him was something she didn't want to let go. instead she simply stayed quiet, looking over the features of her boyfriend and feeling that familiar warmth fill her.