#dysfunctionalmasons

A huff breaks from his throat as another pair of arms snakes around him and Kim, eyes widening even further.“Uh…guys…I just bought apples ‘n’ stuff…”

Austin in the background @ Peter: If you insist. *throws a pillow at him* stfu you…

I LOVE YOU MORE

#i won't say i'm in love (kimberly crushes)#the prince charming in my happy ever after (brent)#{i'm thinking of kim and brent going on vacation together and kim just takes a bunch of pictures of her handsome husband as they just-}#{loaf around relaxing all day}#{100 % convinced most of her phone pics are just of brent that she's took with and without him knowing tbh}

School had finally finished meaning that Frankie James had some time off and all he wanted to do was go home, see his family members and spend some time with his big brother Deeks. People never seemed to believe he was a member of the James family - as whilst he'd inherited the dark hair and height. He had his mother's gentle blue eyes and well - he was nicer than his family members and he didn't have anything to do with the family business either. Though he indeed was a charmer just like the male who'd raised him. Heading into his brother's house where he lived when he was at home he notices a few things are off immediately but shrugs them off. His brother was always up to something so instead he takes his bags and heads towards the kitchen and further till he was in the laundry room. throwing his bags in their to sort later he walks out but stops as he notices the house wasn't as empty as he once believed. Brain racking for a name as he just now remembers his brother giving him some information but at the time Frankie hadn't paid too much attention. ❛ Detective Mason right ??.❜ He offers with a smile. And no he was NOT going to comment on the fact he recognized the shirt as his brothers. ❛ I'm Frankie, Deeks' younger brother. Would you like some coffee, i was just gonna put a pot on.❜ And there went his manners - something his brother had made sure he had despite how much his brother tended to lack them. Another smile given as he turns to put a pot of coffee on just like he said. Giving the woman time to adjust to him being there.

❝ so, i’m not going to say that i’m the ‘bad guy’ here, but then again, i bet i’ve done MORE shit that’s caused other’s their deaths  ❞ there was a roll of damon’s eyes,  ❝ ----- that’s not going to be a problem, is it? ❞