modern!stack who agreed to be friends with you but is still butt-hurt.— you were sitting at the twins house during one of their many family gatherings, watching as the men smoke and drank. “who you with lil lady?” one of their friends asked you before elias interrupted, “this my homegirl, why ‘s up?”. he never let you answer for yourself. not if he was around.
modern!stack who would have you glued to his hip for the rest of the night after you got hit on. — since one of elijah’s friends decided to try and get at you, elias decided to sew you two together. “stack come on now, this is ridiculous” you grumbled “but its necessary if niggas gon’ be thinkin’ you single, ain’ it?” huh?? “well according to you, i’m your homegirl” you rebutted before he swiped a hand across his face and smirked “aw c’mon now, you know ‘s different”.
modern!stack who had a little too much of everything and let his mask slip. — nobody knew about you and elias’ private affairs fucking & sucking. all that subsided when he started to feel the affects of the mixture; weed n liquor. “ c’mere mama” he told hooking his finger in your belt loop and pulling you towards him, “you think me ‘nd smoke can take these niggas money?” nodding towards the dice game. you nodded and watched the rest of the game play out with stack all over you.
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