saturday

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y'all before we dive into this chapt can i just say that

i love my dads i LOVE my dads i l o v e my fucking dads can everyone see that my two second favorite dads are MATCHING that's fucking right y'all bitches have nothing on them they are power couple matching super boyfriend Dad husband material #1 o...

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i love my dads i LOVE my dads i l o v e my fucking dads can everyone see that my two second favorite dads are MATCHING that's fucking right y'all bitches have nothing on them they are power couple matching super boyfriend Dad husband material #1 on this fucking planet i love them so h*ckin much they can actually literally have my whole fuckin soul i am so whipped for all of them i can't believe this exists ugh fuck me the fuck up thank you lord 💓💕💗💖💞💘💝





11:37am


broccolibromeo:

d ude wake tf. up

your oven is making weird noises i think it's tryna send me a message

yo it's doing some morse code shit idk what's happening i think it's aliens

bRO WTF ITS FLASHING THERES LIKE RANDOM NUMBERS NOW

onionsare4thegays:

oh so that's what all that noise was

isn't my mom there can't u ask her

broccolibromeo:

u dumb ho your parents just left to minhyuk's house

they literally told u this yesterday

onionsare4thegays:

ugh i'll be down in a sec

broccolibromeo:

u better be or else ur fav is finna get abducted by a mysterious source and it'll be ur fault

read 11:42

eunwoo heard heavy footsteps coming down the stairs almost in rhythm to the obnoxious beeping he was facing in the kitchen. all he wanted to do was to warm the damn lasagna but he could never figure out moonbin's oven even though he had gone to his house for the past 6 years.

"i'm here," moonbin muttered almost inaudibly, stepping into the kitchen and rubbing his half-shut eyes.

"you're so fucking slow," eunwoo complained as he reached out his hand and pulled at moonbin's tshirt. "i swear, your oven wants me dead."

moonbin grudgingly punched a sequence of buttons on the oven. the beeping stopped. "well, that's done. i'm going back to be-"

eunwoo grabbed his arm before he could retreat. "no," he firmly stated, "you are going to be a good friend and help me make breakfast. a bitch is starving and that bitch is me so grab the eggs and get frying"

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