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That's not my Neighbor Characters Informations

Floor 1 :

Roman Stilnsky :

ID Number : 483924059684

Apartment : F01-01

Apartment Phone # : 1152

Occupation : Public Accountant

Relations : Lois Stilnsky {Wife}

Age : 42

Birthday : May 24th 1913

Zodiac Sign : Gemini

Height : 6'3" (190 cm)

Weight : 194 lbs (88 kg)

Blood Type : O-

Origin : Russia

Appearance :

LISTED :

Big Nose

Scar on Right Chin

Long Face

One Eyebrow

Wears a Hat

2. OTHERS :

Black Short Curly Hair

Light Green Eyes

Grey Suit and Hat

White Shirt

Red Necktie

Lois Stilnsky :

ID Number : 894569723651

Apartment : F01-01

Apartment Phone # : 1152

Occupation : Housewife

Relations : Roman Stilnsky {Husband}

Age : 38

Birthday : February 11th 1917

Zodiac Sign : Aquarius

Height : 5'2" (157 cm)

Weight : 198 lbs (90 kg)

Blood Type : O+

Origin : Bielorussia

Appearance :

LISTED :

Big Lips

Mole on Left Cheek

Round Face

Short Hair

2. OTHERS :

Purplish "Violine" Hair Covering her Eyes

Pink Dress and Hat

Round Silver Earrings and Necklace

Robertsky Peachman :

ID Number : 114652289730

Apartment : F01-02

Apartment Phone # : 2668

Occupation : Shoemaker

Relations : Albertsky Peachman {Older Brother}

Age : 36

Birthday : January 11th 1919

Zodiac Sign : Capricorn

Height : 6'7" (200cm)

Weight : 165 lbs (75 kg)

Blood Type : O+

Origin : United States

Appearance :

LISTED :

Long Neck

No Eyebrows

Big Nose

Has a Goatee

2. OTHERS :

Ginger Curly Hair

Yellow Coat

Blue Scarf

Albertsky Peachman :

ID Number : 146512986354

Apartment : F01-02

Apartment Phone # : 2668

Occupation : Shoemaker

Relations : Robertsky Peachman {Younger Brother}

Age : 44

Birthday : April 14th 1911

Zodiac Sign : Aries

Height : 5'8" (173 cm)

Weight : 183 lbs (83 kg)

Blood Type : AB-

Origin : United States

Appearance :

LISTED :

Has a Moustache

Prominent Chin

Big Nose

Big Eyebrows

2. OTHERS :

Ginger Hair

Blue and White Shirt

Angus Ciprianni :

ID Number : 565003698845

Apartment : F01-03

Apartment Phone # : 5513

Occupation : Businessman

Relations : Unknown

Age : 33

Birthday : February 3rd 1922

Zodiac Sign : Aquarius

Height : 5'10" (178 cm)

Weight : 146 lbs (66 kg)

Blood Type : A+

Origin : Italy

Appearance :

LISTED :

Long Neck

Wears a Hat

Has a Moustache

Small Eyes

2. OTHERS :

Short Brown Hair

Purple Suit and Hat

White Shirt Collar

Red Necktie

Elenois Sverchzt :

ID Number : 845323014956

Apartment : F01-04

Apartment Phone # : 6996

Occupation : Model

Relations : Selenne Sverchzt {Twin Sister}

Age : 22

Birthday : March 1st 1933

Zodiac Sign : Pisces

Height : 6'2" (188 cm)

Weight : 106 lbs (48 kg)

Blood Type : B+

Origin : Germany

Appearance :

LISTED :

Mole on Left Cheek

Small Pointed Nose

Slim

Long Neck

2. OTHERS :

Short Curly Hazel Hair

Yellow Dress, Orange Stripes

Ahoge Curl to the Right

Triangle Golden Earrings

Selenne Sverchzt :

ID Number : 785613269514

Apartment : F01-04

Apartment Phone # : 6996

Occupation : Model

Relations : Elenois Sverchzt {Twin Sister}

Age : 22

Birthday : March 1st 1933

Zodiac Sign : Pisces

Height : 6'2" (188 cm)

Weight : 106 lbs (48 kg)

Blood Type : B+

Origin : Germany

Appearance :

LISTED :

Mole on Right Cheek

Small Pointed Nose

Slim

Long Neck

2. OTHERS :

Short Curly Hazel Hair

Orange Dress, Red Stripes

Ahoge Curl to the Left

Square Golden Earrings

Floor 2 :

Arnold Schmicht :

ID Number : 778566219322

Apartment : F02-01

Apartment Phone # : 5123

Occupation : Writer

Relations : Gloria Schmicht {Wife}

Age : 49

Birthday : October 21st 1906

Zodiac Sign : Libra

Height : 5'0" (152 cm)

Weight : 179 lbs (81 kg)

Blood Type : A-

Origin : Germany / Afro-American

Appearance :

LISTED :

Big Eyebrows

Prominent Mustache

Wears a Hat

Round Face

2. OTHERS :

Short Curly Dark Brown Hair

Green Suit and Hat

White Shirt

Red Necktie

Gloria Schmicht :

ID Number : 698522341150

Apartment : F02-01

Apartment Phone # : 5123

Occupation : Banker

Relations : Arnold Schmicht {Husband}

Age : 40

Birthday : August 22nd 1915

Zodiac Sign : Leo

Height : 5'1" (155 cm)

Weight : 218 lbs (99 kg)

Blood Type : O+

Origin : Hungary / Afro-American

Appearance :

LISTED :

Round Face

Mole on Right Cheek

Short Hair

Round Nose

2. OTHERS :

Short Curly Dark Brown Hair

Yellow Eyes

Round Yellow Earrings

Purple Scarf

Izaack Gauss :

ID Number : 456985512369

Apartment : F02-02

Apartment Phone # : 7332

Occupation : Reporter

Relations : Unknown

Age : 39

Birthday : July 23rd 1916

Zodiac Sign : Leo

Height : 6'5" (196cm)

Weight : 209 lbs (95 kg)

Blood Type : A+

Origin : Germany / United States

Appearance :

LISTED :

Big Eyebrows

Big Smile

Prominent Chin

Big Nose

2. OTHERS :

Short Black Hair

Blue Eyes

Dark Grey Suit

White Shirt

Dull Blue Necktie

Margarette Bubbles :

ID Number : 103268014590

Apartment : F02-03

Apartment Phone # : 6431

Occupation : Seamstress

Relations : Unknown

Age : 56

Birthday : July 10th 1899

Zodiac Sign : Cancer

Height : 5'11" (180 cm)

Weight : 225 lbs (102 kg)

Blood Type : AB-

Origin : United States (Wisconsin)

Appearance :

LISTED :

Curly Hazel Hair

Deviated Left Eye

Round Nose

Big Smile

2. OTHERS :

Pearl Necklace

Yellow Dress, Orange Dots

Round Yellow Earrings

Nacha Mikaelys :

ID Number : 789653665413

Apartment : F02-04

Apartment Phone # : 1346

Occupation : Chef

Relations : Anastacha Mikaelys {Daughter}

Francis Mosses {Implied Ex}

Age : 29

Birthday : November 13th 1926

Zodiac Sign : Scorpio

Height : 5'3" (160 cm)

Weight : 121 lbs (55 kg)

Blood Type : A+

Origin : United States

Appearance :

LISTED :

Right Eye Blue

Left Eye Green

Curly Brown Hair

She has Freckles

Round Face

2. OTHERS :

Purple Hair Tie and Shirt with White Collar

Anastacha Mikaelys :

ID Number : 132698534462

Apartment : F02-04

Apartment Phone # : 1346

Occupation : Student

Relations : Nacha Mikaelys {Mother}

Francis Mosses {Implied Father}

Age : 13

Birthday : May 26th 1942

Zodiac Sign : Gemini

Height : 4'11" (150 cm)

Weight : 99 lbs (45 kg)

Blood Type : A-

Origin : United States

Appearance :

LISTED :

Tired Eyes

Two Ponytails

Brown Hair

Small Nose

Round Face

2. OTHERS :

Purple and White School Uniform

Purple Hair Ties

Pink School Bag

Floor 3 :

Mia Stone :

ID Number : 789564525115

Apartment : F03-01

Apartment Phone # : 1425

Occupation : Teacher

Relations : Dr. W. Afton {Fiancé)

Age : 27

Birthday : September 15th 1928

Zodiac Sign : Virgo

Height : 5'6" (167 cm)

Weight : 132 lbs (60 kg)

Blood Type : A+

Origin : England

Appearance :

LISTED :

Long Blonde Hair

Small Round Nose

She has Freckles

Oval Face

Thin Eyebrows

2. OTHERS :

Pearl Necklace

Round Silver Earrings

Pink Eye Make-Up

Red Shirt

Dr. W. Afton :

ID Number : 250489656214

Apartment : F03-01

Apartment Phone # : 1425

Occupation : Physicist

Relations : Mia Stone {Fiancée}

Age : 31

Birthday : June 25th 1926

Zodiac Sign : Cancer

Height : 5'5" (165 cm)

Weight : 150 lbs (68 kg)

Blood Type : A-

Origin : United States

Appearance :

LISTED :

Robust Eyebrows

Wears Grey Glasses

Short Blue Hair

Round Nose

Square Head

2. OTHERS :

Green Shirt with Many Pockets

White Shirt Collar

Red Necktie

Francis Mosses :

ID Number : 235569418995

Apartment : F03-02

Apartment Phone # : 4122

Occupation : Milkman

Relations : Nacha Mikaelys {Implied Ex}

Anastacha Mikaelys {Implied Daughter}

Age : 30

Birthday : April 23rd 1925

Zodiac Sign : Taurus

Height : 5'7" (170 cm)

Weight : 170 lbs (77 kg)

Blood Type : A+

Origin : United States (Pennsylvania)

Appearance :

LISTED :

Long Nose

Thin Chin

Tired Eyes

Short Brown Hair

Wears a White Hat

2. OTHERS :

White Shirt

Black Bowtie

Steven Rudboys :

ID Number : 565845455965

Apartment : F03-03

Apartment Phone # : 4242

Occupation : Pilot

Relations : Mclooy Rudboys {Father}

Age : 28

Birthday : November 24th 1927

Zodiac Sign : Sagittarius

Height : 6'1" (185 cm)

Weight : 205 lbs (93 kg)

Blood Type : B+

Origin : United States (Texas)

Appearance :

LISTED :

Big Nose

Wears Grey Sunglasses

Short Brown Mohawk-Like Hair

Small Head

2. OTHERS :

Green Pilot Jacket with Badges

White Shirt

Military Necklace

Mclooy Rudboys :

ID Number : 964516184611

Apartment : F03-03

Apartment Phone # : 4242

Occupation : Retired

Relations : Steven Rudboys {Son}

Age : 71

Birthday : May 16th 1884

Zodiac Sign : Taurus

Height : 6'0" (183 cm)

Weight : 190 lbs (86 kg)

Blood Type : O+

Origin : United States (Texas)

Appearance :

LISTED :

Has a Grey Moustache

Big Nose

Has a Grey Goatee

Smokes

ALWAYS Wears a Hat

2. OTHERS :

Grey Short Hair

Light Grey Shirt, White Sleeves

White Hat

Red Scarf

Alf Cappuccin :

ID Number : 120548096347

Apartment : F03-04

Apartment Phone # : 4258

Occupation : Lawyer

Relations : Rafttellyn Cappuccin {Wife}

Age : 64

Birthday : October 12th 1891

Zodiac Sign : Libra

Height : 4'7" (140 cm)

Weight : 161 lbs (73 kg)

Blood Type : A+

Origin : United States (New Jersey)

Appearance :

LISTED :

Big Nose

Prominent Grey Moustache

Use a Golden Monocle

Wears a Black Hat

Round Face

2. OTHERS :

Grey Sideburns Hairstyle

Black Suit with White Shirt Underneath

Red Bowtie

Rafttellyn Cappuccin :

ID Number : 568554596329

Apartment : F03-04

Apartment Phone # : 4258

Occupation : Housewife

Relations : Alf Cappuccin {Husband}

Age : 46

Birthday : September 29th 1909

Zodiac Sign : Scorpio

Height : 5'9" (175 cm)

Weight : 154 lbs (70 kg)

Blood Type : A+

Origin : Italy / United States

Appearance :

LISTED :

Long Face

Big Nose

Straight Bluish Purple Hair

Wears a Light Pink Headband

2. OTHERS :

Small Yellow Earrings

Pearl Necklace

Red and Green Dress with Flower Motif

Brown Leather Handbag

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"to live with the milkman."

╰┈➤ francis mosses (the milkman) x doorman!reader

sypnosis ; reader is worried because francis hasnt been seen in a week. they decide to pay francis' apartment a little visit..

containing! ; lois stilinksy, working as doorman, gender neutral pronouns, use of y/n, francis being a little sick and out of uniform, francis and reader eat mac n cheese tg :3

authors note ; this is lowkey a slowburn-- i didnt mean to write so much D: i started writing yesterday morning and just finished this morning LOL but ya its very just wholesome and soft ^^

4.12.24 | 2.7k words

'*•.¸♡ ♡¸.•*'

As a doorman, you realize a pattern of people would often come and go through the apartment. You know who goes to work in the morning and who comes home in the afternoon, and you know what days they typically go out and days where they don’t.

So, I'm not totally creepy when I say I've noticed a shift in Francis’ schedule, right? He’s not one to typically go out unless he has work in the morning— which is usually Tuesday through Friday, but lately, I haven’t seen him all week.

Nothing but the worst truly went through my mind. He could’ve been eaten by a doppel, or worse, was mistaken for a doppel and was exterminated on sight! These anxious feelings went through my head as I nervously clicked my pen. I glanced at today’s list again, as if magically waiting for his name and picture to show up on the piece of paper.

click, click, click.

Through the office window, I heard the subtle steps of heels clicking against the worn tiles. Sighing, I sat up straight and folded my hands in front of desk, forcing my anxious thoughts to the back of my head in order to continue doing my job. I looked up to meet the gaze of thick magenta bangs with eyes barely visible I sort of wonder how she even navigates through her surroundings.

“Good afternoon.” She greeted, her thick lips curling into a polite smile. I nod as I took her ID and entry request through the letter box, scanning through the documents for any misspellings or misinformation. As I carefully examined the print, I notice Lois’ lips pursing into a curious point.

“You looked troubled, sweetheart.” She noted. “Is everything alright? Besides work-stress that is.”

I sighed a little, placing her card down before looking through today’s list. I checked off Lois’ picture before turning to my request checklist. “Yeah, I just.. I don’t know. Have you heard from Francis recently?” I asked, not even masking the worried tone in my voice. Lois hummed a little, as if thinking about the last time she has even seen the man.

“The last time I saw him, he looked extremely tired. Like more tired than usual. I think he was just coming home from work? He was coughing and sniffling a lot.” She recalled. “Poor boy.. He must’ve been sick for a while.” Lois shook her head. With her words I felt like a pressure had been released from my chest. Oh, good, so there is a chance he’s alive, I thought to myself. I slid back her ID and smiled.

“Thank you for telling me. I’m sorry, I just get worried knowing that a neighbor could’ve been killed by a doppel or any force of nature of that matter.” I lightly chuckled. Lois smiled, taking her ID before looking at me.

“You should talk to him. I’m sure he could use the company right now.” Lois suggested, but through that grin I could see that teasing smile.

I sighed a little, a little grin starting to form on my face. “C’mon, Lois, that would be way too embarrassing!” I exclaimed, crossing my arms in my chair. Lois lightly giggled, raising a white glove to stiffle her laughs.

“Oh, it won’t hurt, honestly! You never know what could happen~” she said, all singy-songy. I rolled my eyes before pressing the unlock button.

“Yeah, yeah. The door’s right there.” I sarcastically replied, a big grin on my face.

“Just think about it!” She called out as she walked through the door. I shook my head in amusement, listening to the door click behind her. I locked the door and returned to my previous slouched position.

Maybe I should pay him a visit.

My shift ended around late evening. I packed my bag and slid on my cardigan before locking the door behind me and hiding the key in a place only the next doorman would be able to find it. As I walked towards the exit of the building, I thought about what Lois had said earlier about paying him a visit. I never even really attempted to go past the lobby area of the apartment building. I had no purpose to anyway. And plus, it would’ve been a lengthy process to even request a visitor’s pass due to the security. I looked over to the doorman’s office, realizing that as of now, no one is on duty. Would it be morally wrong to go against the rules of the literal job I worked in?

Maybe.

But maybe my curiosity and anxiety could take over just for this one moment.

I walked back to the doorman’s office and unlocked the door. I placed the key back in its original hiding place before entering. I made sure to lock the door behind me before taking a look around the room again. Behind the doorman’s seat, there’s a door that leads to the stairway of the apartment complex. Its main purpose was to serve as a fire escape just in case of an emergency. Eagerly and swiftly, I gently pushed the door open, making sure to not make much noise. Once I walked out, I was met with the smell of old concrete and a spiral of stairs. I sighed to myself, remembering that Francis does in fact live on the third floor.

The stairs felt endless as my shoes clicked on the hard concrete. Fortunately, I only had to take a break only two times. I was finally at the end of the stairs, my legs tired from the endless climbly. I pushed the door open and was greeted with a typical carpeted hallway with blinding yellow-white lights that nearly burned my eyes. I sighed before trailing through the doors, looking at each number plate in order to locate the right room.

“Room 02, room 02..” I hummed to myself, just like how I would while scanning through files. After turning a corner, I was finally able to locate Francis’ room. I raised my fist to knock at the door, but the soft, soothing sounds of piano muffled through the wood. I stopped in my tracks, feeling as if my knock would disturb the perfect flow of the keys as I’m sure its song filled the apartment with grace. I waited for the keys’ song to slow to an end, the melody slowly fading out of the air and a sigh following its silence. I couldn’t help but smile, and sure this gave me enough proof that Francis was in fact still alive, but.. Something about his skills on the piano made me even more intrigued by the man.

I gently knocked with my knuckles, but making sure I was firm enough for the knocks to even be heard. From inside, I heard a chair scrape against wooden floorboard before footsteps steadily approaching me. A couple locks were undone before the squeak of the door filled my ears. I looked up and there Francis was— his eyebags were relatively darker and he was still in sleep attire with a baggy set of pajama pants and a fitting white tee.

“Oh— uh, (y/n)—” he said a little shocked to see me. I smiled a little, tilting my head at him.

“You shouldn’t have opened your door so fast. I could’ve been a doppel, y’know?” I advised. I heard him suck air through his teeth as he realized his rookie mistake.

“Mmm.. I’m sorry..” He mumbled, making me raise an eyebrow.

“You don’t have to apologize to me.” I said, leaning against the doorframe. “I’ve been worried about you since I haven’t seen you in a while. I just.. Wanted to check if you were okay.”

Francis raised his eyebrows in surprise. It made me wonder if anyone else but me paid him a visit due to his absence. We lingered in silence for a minute. he stared down at me as I stared up at him.

“..May I be invited in?” I requested, breaking the silence. Francis blinked his eyes a little, as if he had been lost in thought previously.

“Mmm.. ID and entry request, please?” Francis teased, smiling a little. I scoffed, immediately catching on to his wittiness.

“Ha ha, very funny, Mr. Mosses.” I sarcastically replied, rolling my eyes. His grin grew wider, clearly amused by reaction. He stepped aside from the door, allowing me to enter. I walked in, bag still clutched to my side as I took a look around the apartment.

It was humble but quaint space. The ceiling lights were off and frankly looked like they were never used, however, his lamps illuminated a soft warm orange on his furniture. He had a small box TV and dull red couch with a small round coffee table planted in the middle. Huddled in a corner was his old piano he must've been playing earlier. Francis closed the door behind me, making sure to lock it as well. “Sorry, it’s a bit of a mess.” He apologized, quickly rushing to his couch where clothes scattered over the armrests. He went down a small hallway I assumed to be where his bathroom and bedroom was. I took off my shoes and placed my bag on the table that sat next to the door before sitting myself on the couch.

I sighed a little, almost drowning into the soft pillows. It almost made me question why he would be struggling with sleep if he has a couch as comfortable as this. I could see a bit of his kitchen from sitting on his couch. It was a decent size with counters on one side and the appliances on the other. It seemed like he had something on the stove cooking as well.

Francis walked in shortly after and took his seat on other end of the couch, keeping a distance between the two of us. I brought my knees to my chest while hugging his couch pillows. I looked at him for a bit, trying to figure out myself as to why he hasn’t been out recently. Not only was his dark circles were more apparent, his hair was a little longer and messier. He looked paler than usual as well. Francis turned to me, a curious look on his face.

“Is it apparent..?” Francis asked. I furrowed my eyebrows, a little confused on what he meant.

“Hm?” I hummed in response.

“That I’m coming down with something.” He chuckled slightly. I shrugged a little, leaning back on the couch cushions.

“I mean.. Your hair is messier.” I smiled, admiring the frizz on the top of his head. Francis quickly glanced up before running his fingers through his hair.

“It’s not that messy..” He sighed.

“Well, I wouldn’t know. You always got that milkman hat on the top of your head.” I laughed. I glanced over to the kitchen again, realizing that steam was coming through the glass lid. “I think you might want to get that.” I suggested, nodding my head towards the stove. He hummed a little before getting off of the couch and heading towards the kitchen. I watched as he reached the top of the cabinets, stretching up with ease. I couldn’t help but stare at his broad shoulders to his slim waist defined by his white shirt.

“Hey, I made mac n’ cheese if you’d like a bowl.” He offered, his voice immediately cutting through my daze.

“Oh— uh, yeah of course. I was about to get dinner after I got off my shift but here I am.” I chuckled. He nodded before grabbing another platter to make my own plate. I sat patiently on the couch before noticing the remote on the coffee table. “Hey, can I turn on the TV?” I asked.

“Hm?” Francis hummed from the kitchen. “Mmm.. Sure. I don’t mind.” He shrugged before turning back to his task.

Something about this felt so.. Safe.. And homely. I felt comfortable, despite me never even being in Francis’ apartment before. It felt familiar, and I couldn’t lie to myself and say that this is the most peace I’ve felt since the news of doppelgangers came out. I picked up the TV remote and flicked it on, browsing through the channels before find a movie we could idly have in the background.

Francis came out of the kitchen, holding two bowls with forks in each. This time, he took his seat much closer to me before placing my bowl on the coffee table. “Thank you.” I politely nodded. I took the bowl and started to eat. Honestly, to my surprise, the food was actually pretty good for a man who worked day and night. I was enjoying the comfortable silence between the two of us as we enjoyed our dinner together— something I barely saw myself seeing tonight.

“Hey.. (y/n)?” Francis mumbled quietly.

“Yeah, what’s up?” I replied, taking another scoop of the creamy mac n’ cheese to shove in my mouth.

“Why did you.. Come here?”

Something about that question made my heart skip a little. Why did I come here? I mean— I came here to make sure he was okay. That’s my job as doorman. To make sure all of the neighbors are safe and alive. But even when I heard him through the door, clearly shown to me that he is still breathing, I stuck around anyway.

Why did I come here?

“Well— I uh..” I trailed off a little, sort of lost to where I should even begin. “I was just worried about you. That is my job, no?” I said, clearing my throat. I kept my eyes on the screen, a little embarrassed to even face him.

“Mmm.. I don’t entirely believe that.” He hummed. “You could’ve called.”

Oh, fuck, yeah no— he’s right.

Ugh, Lois!

You set me up!

“That’s true..” I chuckled. “I guess you caught me.”

“Mmm..” He mumbled. He placed his now empty dinner on the table before folding his hands in his lap. “So..?”

I took a deep breath, feeling my heart beat fast inside my chest and a warmth creeping up my whole body. I placed my bowl onto the coffee table as well, and finally mustered the courage to look at him in his eyes.

“Francis..” I mumbled. He leaned in a little closer, as if he wanted to lean into my words and trusted them to embrace him.

“I.. I just.. I think I like you..” I trailed out. My head felt cloudy as a tingling sensation danced all over my skin, feeling like a little kid during recess confessing to her elementary school crush. “I've liked you.. Ever since we met. I never really said anything because I felt like you weren't necessarily interested in a relationship.. But Lois and Rafttellyn would always point out how you would look at me and I just—!”

A strong hand placed firmly on my cheek— so cold against my blushing face— pulled me in to meet those soft lips of his. I was completely silenced and wide eyed, but I knew what he was telling me. Everything in those pink lips told me that everything was going to be okay, and he liked me just as much..

I fluttered my eyes closed, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling myself closer to his chest. The TV buzzed in front of us, sputtering incoherent actors cracking jokes and delivering their lines. Our finished bowls of dinner were scattered on the table, but it was easy to tell the food was delicious for no piece of macaroni was left unnoticed. I pressed harder against his lips, letting the thought of breathing slip my mind.

If this is what it's like to live with him—

To spend our evenings chatting

Eating dinner on his couch

Watching TV while enjoying each other's presence

Then maybe I could get used to this.

'*•.¸♡ ♡¸.•*'

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