Y/N walked into the living room to join her boyfriend's brothers and watch tv. She looks flustured and her hair is a mess. A deep blush was set across her face and a look if contentment in her eyes.
"Hey, sorry I'm late, I was busy doing stuff" she laughed. Remington walked in behind her. His wild black hair was a mess and his forhead was beaded with light sweat. His lack of shirt clearly revealed red nail marks along his strong, tattooed arms. He wrapped them around y/n and laughed. "I'm stuff." He said with a smirk. Sebastian and Emerson shook their heads and laughed
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Remington Leith Imagines and short stories
Historia Cortashort stories and imagines/scenarios/one shots about Remington Leith, fair warning that some might get a little dirty
