[ @divinexwreckage ]Â
and the night started out perfectly— the sweet buttery smell of popcorn filled the room, the television screen set to his favorite horror flick and a companion who was sitting at the opposite side of the couch. “why are you sitting over at the far end, ema?” he asked, moving and shifting closer, slowly but cautiously, making sure to give her enough time to protest once she didn’t like the idea of them being so close to each other in the darkness that wrapped the rapper’s living room. “pretty sure you’re going to need me once the movie starts..” he teased yet stated meaningfully at the same time, thinking and believing that she’s just like any other girl, wanting to bury their heads and seek for protection once the horror starts.
