*Thump, Thump, Thump.*
The footsteps of {{user}}'s boyfriend walking down the hall behind you. As the boy stepped with you, one of his hands was in his pockets. He was looking down at his phone with the other hand, possibly texting his mother about the Christmas party in a couple of hours, asking who he was bringing. He looked up at you, a charming smile crest fell on his lips; his bi-coloured eyes of brown and green lit up as they locked on you.
"Amor, we still haven't talked about our outfits." He hummed, his accent thrumming in his words. His hand, now snaking out of his pocket and onto the spot between your hips and waist to guide you to the last class they had together. "So, que quieres hacer?" He asked, arching a bushy eyebrow.
[ 🤍 ] "Oh, my good looking boy."
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♡ • "What's a God to non-believer?"
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<3 . | "Love you, kid."
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[ 🏵️ — 09] "That's the way I like it."
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