You're mine, only mine. Promise me. //Boris x reader

twenty-one

Miles
Miles: hey
Y: omg hi miles, I forgot I have your number lol
Miles: that's funny, you still go to school right?
Y: yeah why wouldn't I? Haha
Miles: I don't know, most people move down here because they don't wanna go to school.
You: Ah, I didn't know that. Do you?
Miles: depends on the day.
You: well, I'm getting on the bus now, talk to you later :)
Miles: :))

I look up, Boris furrows his eyebrows at my text. "Miles... familiar. Ah, hickeys." He points at my neck.

"Yeah..." I turn my phone off, putting it in my pocket.

Boris and Theo sit beside each other.

Boris distracted by his phone.

A familiar face steps into the bus.

"Miles?" He picks his head up and smiles, he starts to walk to the back.

"Hi y/n." He sits.

The sweater he wears doesn't go much higher than his where collarbones meet in the front.

The hickeys show.

Theo looks back and forth from Boris and Miles.

"Who is this?" He mouths quietly so Boris doesn't look up.

"Miles." He smiles and holds out a hand, Theo hesitatingly shakes it.

"Ah, potter look." Boris points at his phone. "Y/n look."

I quickly push Miles' head down.

Boris shows me a picture of a cat, it's head in pizza. "Should put on t-shirt eh? What are you hiding?"

Boris looks over the seat, Miles smiles nervously.

Both of their eyes widen.

This would be a great time to jump off of a cliff

"Who's this?" They ask at the same time. "Boris, this is Miles. Miles this is Boris." I sigh putting my hands on my face.

"Hickeys eh?" Boris huffs. "Oh yeah." Miles sits back up in his seat.

The Russian boy stands up.

"Stop bus." The drive does what he's told and stops it. Boris exits the bus and starts walking home, except walking past our house.

Theo 💕

Theo 💕: he does that when he's pretty angry.
Y: he's okay right?
Theo💕: yeah he'll ignore you for the rest of the day
Y: well fuck