𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑼𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑶𝑫 | 𝒋. 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒎

head out the gutter

— central london [12:49PM]
JUDE & DYLAN

ive been dragging jude around shops for the past 40 minutes, may god bless him, because i spent half an hour in zara, and 45 minutes in selfridges.

"j what're you doing?" i ask as he nonchalantly grabs my bags, shrugging, "carrying your bags."

"you dont have to do that" i say attempting to grab the bags off of him, which was useless since i didnt manage to get any bags - making him laugh, "grow some height and then try again d."

i playfully rolls my eyes at him, "haha." i say, "fuck you." he laughs as he rests his free arm around my shoulder, finally reaching his car, to put our bags away.

we drop the bags off in the car before going back to walking through central.

jude reaches for his phone in his front pocket as he looks up at me, "actually i have to get a suit for some event that im going to in a few months, is it alright if we go buy one?"

"yeah, no problem." i nod, after ive dragged this man around, and us buying some matching jordans (my pockets hurt) i rate we go find him a suit, and who knows, maybe this man could use my help?

we walk into a suit shop, as this man behind the counter's eyes light up, "JUDE MY GUYY WHAT YOU SAYIN BRO?"

oh jesus not a btec jesse, i cant do this today my feet hurt. "ooh this your bird?" he chuckles,
"nah," he mumbles something before putting an arm around my shoulder, "this is dylan."

"oh shit, jesse's little sister dylan?" this random man asks, "jesse's little sister dylan." i nod as he shakes my hand, "its a pleasure to meet you"

i shoot a glance at jude who chuckles, "we're looking for suits." jude clarifies as this guy gets some random ass suits out - AND I STILL DONT KNOW THIS WEIRD CUNTS NAME AFTER HE WENT ALL 'PLEASURE TO MEET YOU' ON ME

@dylanivy's instagram story;

— suit supply [3:57PM]
JUDE & DYLAN

jude's been in the changing room for- it almost feels like 20 minutes now, and my phones about to die so he better hurry up.

"j can you hurry up please?" i ask knocking on the door, has this cunt died or sum, he's not replying, for fucks sake i cant be arsed with guy today. "nah im coming in i dont care-"

why the fuck is this man checking himself out in the mirror help me,"jesus your not on the cover of calvin klein, stop checking yourself out." i snort making him stumble to put his clothes on

"relax mate, you're acting like i havent seen a boy in their boxers before." i shake my head making jude frown, "i dont think you should've told me that i cant lie" his frown turns into a smirk

"i have an older brother you div, get your mind out of the gutter," i say before shutting the door, HELL I BASICALLY SAW HIM NAKED

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