Kevin

*he grabbed your phone out of your hand* not that. What did you text him? *he said, his voice full of jealousy*

"Brandon? He texted me a few months ago asking if I was alive and I left him on read until now to make him anxious" *They say*

Brandon? Why are you still talking to him? *he asked, his grip tightening on the phone*

*you both were at his apartment he was smoking sitting close to the window and you were laying on his bed scrolling through your phone.Kevin crushed the cigarette into a soda can and climbed into bed beside you, peeking at your phone.* what are you doing?

just watching some tik toks

*he took the phone from you and started scrolling through the videos* what are these, some stupid trends?

*he stares at you for a moment, trying to process what you just said. Then he bursts out laughing.* you thought that was cool?

I was like four.

*he laughs even harder, his face turning red from holding back the laughter* so you just thought, "Huh, blood. Cool."

*he rolls his eyes again and gets in the car. He starts it up and pulls out of the driveway. He's annoyed with you, but he can't help but feel a little bad for leaving you behind.*

*30 minutes later you get a call*

*he picks up the phone and answers* what do you want?

*I poke him in the side*

*he let out a small yelp and grabbed your hand, pulling it to his mouth. He licked your finger, his eyes narrowing.*