𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℝ𝕙𝕪𝕞𝕖𝕤, 𝕃𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℝ𝕙𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕞𝕤 - Aryia x OC

ℝ𝕙𝕪𝕞𝕖 𝟛𝟛 - 𝔸 𝕋𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕋𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕠𝕠

Hey guys, sorry about not posting last week,

If you check my conversations tab, you'll know that I didn't write anything during my last few days of vacation or on my flight home cuz I was super tired. I've also been sick since I got home and trying to recover from my cold/chest infection, but I managed to finish this chapter in my lecture yesterday morning, so I've finally posted this part and here we are :3

I'm thinking of moving updates to Friday since it's one of my days off and it gives me a bit more time to write, but I also post fanart every Friday evening. So maybe I'll just say I'm still uploading every Wednesday and if I don't post an update, I'll release one on Friday instead.

This chapter is essentially two parts of my imagines series put together, but I also added a few extra parts between them to make it longer and a more fun read for you guys. I think it's good that it's also over 9K words cuz I've been writing a lot of parts that have been a third (or just over 4K words recently) so hopefully you all enjoy this longer part :)

WARNINGS: Language, Sexual Implications

Chapter Song: Twisted Love - Aryia

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"Evie~" Aryia smiled at me with a cheeky-looking grin whilst raising his eyebrows.

"No." I answered, knowing that when he gave the same look that Ronnie used when he wanted treats, he was asking for something troublesome.

"What? Why're you saying "no" when I didn't even say anything?!"

"Cuz I already know that it's gonna be either something weird or something troublesome from the way that you're asking me."

My boyfriend giggled. "Awwh, c'mon Babe, just hear me out."

I let out a sigh. "Fine. But this better be a good idea."

Aryia's smile widened. "Alright, so you know how you call me "Crybaby" cuz of my ankle tattoo?"

"Yeah? Go on..."

"Well, I was thinking..."

"What were you thinking?"

"Well, since I call you "Troublesome" all the time, why don't you get it tattooed on your right ankle so that we match?"

"What?" Was the only thing I could say as I was speechless from how original and cute his idea was. 'He's gotta be joking though, right?' I thought, a small snigger escaping my lips.

"I'm serious." Aryia told me.

"Wait, you are?" I asked.

He nodded. "Mmhm. When have I never been serious about us?"

"Never." I blushed. "Lowkey though... that idea's genius."

"Well it takes a genius to come up with a genius idea." He noted, proudly. "So? What do you say?" He smiled with his eyebrows raised.

"Fine." I agreed. "But only if I get to decide your next tattoo."

"Troublesome..." Aryia pouted. "But okay, just as long as it's something I wanna get."

"Of course, you Crybaby."

"Anyway, what do you want for dinner?"

"I already prepared pasta." I winked at him.

"Is there anything you can't do, Evie?"

I thought about it. "There are a lot of things I can't do, Aryia."

He sniggered, taking my honesty as a joke. "Stop putting yourself down, Sunshine. You're amazing." He said, kissing me on my left temple. "Anyway, is there anything you need help with?"