fortydust // j. // brockhampton

𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶 𝔣𝔦𝔳𝔢*

Joba: Thinking about you

Harley: Is that right?

Joba: You weren't thinking about me? :(

Harley: ... maybe for a bit

Joba: Are you just saying that?

Harley: Don't make me take it back

Joba: I won't.

They both were quiet for a second, wanting to keep the conversation going.

Harley: What do u think of Nemesis?

Joba: When I mixed it everything sounded great together. The verses are made for each other

Harley: I was worried mine wouldn't translate well to our fans or fit the beat well enough

Joba: I'm telling u, your verse did exactly what it needed to do.

Harley: Thank u 🖤

Joba: It's true.

Harley: Trinity was nervous about her verse

Joba: Wait why

Harley: She was comparing herself to Dom...idk it made me sad

Joba: It's really easy to do that with so many talented people around.

Harley: Yeah i minimize my own talents sometimes so i get it

Joba: Exactly I do it too. But I think her verse is my favorite

Harley: It's definitely mine

Joba: We were just talking about you guys

Harley: Oh so that's y u were thinking about me...good things i hope

Joba: I swear they were

Harley: I hope you didn't let them know how much ur obsessed with me

Joba: It was rlly difficult but I didn't, I promise.

Harley: Good we dont need u exposing us

Joba: 😳

Harley: Stressed?

Joba: Honestly after Ciaran..

Harley: Ik me too but i think we're good

Joba: When we were talking about you guys, he didn't say anything that might give it away

Harley: I trust him after that dinner

Joba: Me too.

"Who are you texting?" Kevin smirked, leaning in to look and Joba shielded his phone. "No one." He laughed awkwardly. "You're all smiley and shit reading those texts." "I'm not reading any texts." He blinked. "Then what are you looking at?" "I'm on Instagram."

And then his phone went off, alerting him of a text. "On Instagram, huh?" "It's a uh, video."Joba winced as Kevin laughed. "Whatever. Keep texting your mysterious lover." Romil wiggled his eyebrows.

"Mysterious lover." Ciarán snorted, making Joba glare at him. "Joba? Mysterious lover?" Kevin shook his head, "No way. I just like teasing him." Little did he know... "Yeah seriously," Joba looked down at his phone, "Now I'm gonna answer this person if that's okay with everybody." "Make sure to answer quickly." Ciarán mumbled.

With a roll of his eyes, Joba glanced back at Harley's most recent texts. The rest of Brockhampton began talking again in the distance as he went to respond.