Cassandra: bela, can i talk to you for a second?
Bela: yeah whats up? Let me guess, you and y/n are having troubles and you want me to teach you how to kiss? [Not the incest way— like bela would need to describe everything cassandra has to do and take down notes]
Cassandra: what? No, stop that. I know how to kiss, i've read them in books
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incorrect dimitrescu
Fanfictionjust a collection of incorrect dimitrescu girls, ft reader
