mike never often got jealous, but when stan put his arm around you he nearly killed him.
"god..." mike sighed.
"what's up, mikey boy?" richie asked.
"stan." mike grumbles.
"you like y/n!" richie said a bit too loud, luckily y/n didn't hear.
"keep it down will you?" mike groaned out as richie smirked. "please, richie? i'm trusting you to keep this between you and me."
"fine, michael." richie rolled his eyes.
"shut up, richard."
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𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 ; 𝑖𝑡 / 𝑠𝑡 𝑔𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠
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