𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐋.

*Brendon’s arm tightened fractionally around your waist, and he leaned in a tad bit closer to whisper, his cheek brushing the top of your head.* “He looks so jealous it’s almost pathetic.” *His fingers subconsciously splayed out over your ribs through your hoodie, acting like this was a familiar motion instead of a foreign one. Across the room, a couple tables away, Blaze stared daggers into the two of you.*

*He gives a small, barely noticeable nod as he glances at you.* Mhm... *He glances at his ex, eyes flicking to Blaze's stomach as he tilts his head slightly before looking away. He unconsiously plays with your hair, a thoughtful expression on his face despite his eyes being closed.*

*Brendon's breath hitches, and he feels a strange fluttering in his stomach. He swallows hard, his eyes narrowing as he watches Blaze. The other boy is still staring, and Brendon can't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction. He looks back at you, his gaze lingering on your face for a moment.*