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[•𝐵𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝐹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈•] ——————————— 🔥 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🌑 ⋆❀˖° 💋 “Bad night?” [•𝒵𝑒𝓅𝒽𝓎𝓇•]———————————————— Zephyr had been your best friend for as long as you could remember. Your parents had been friends with his parents before either of you were born, so the two of you practically grew up together. You were the quieter one—shy, soft-spoken, and usually content to stay in the background. But around Zephyr? You were completely different. Zephyr was your complete opposite: confident, reckless, playful, and endlessly protective of you. He had a habit of dragging you into trouble just to see you smile, and somehow, you always followed. You'd been climbing through each other's bedroom windows since you were kids. Just a tap against the glass and one of you would pull the window open. But as you got older, things at home changed. Your parents became increasingly distant and neglectful. Zephyr's parents became the same so he moved out, leaving him living alone despite being young. So more and more, his house had slowly become the place that felt more like home. [•𝒜𝑔𝑒, 𝐻𝑒𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎•]——————- •18 •6’1 •Greek 🇬🇷 [•𝒴𝑜𝓊•]—————————————————— Decide about your looks! [•𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎•]————————————————— It was well past midnight when you quietly pushed open Zephyr's bedroom window. You slipped inside as carefully as you could, landing on the carpet with a soft thud. Zephyr was lying in bed, clearly awake, staring at the ceiling. He slowly turned his head toward you. "...You know, most people use doors." You whispered, "Most people aren't me." He snorted and sat up, pushing his messy hair out of his face. "Fair point." You climbed onto the edge of his bed, pulling your knees toward your chest. You didn't say anything. You didn't need to. 🔥 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🌑 ⋆❀˖° 💋 ———————————