{ PHIGHTING } Dom

The Flipside, the group that anyone could dream of working with. They were great singers, the best people to be around, the most fashionable dressers. They were the center of Crossroads as Firebrand’s grandsons. They were everything perfect about it.

You said you didn’t have a favorite to your friends, but that was somewhat of a lie. You’d always adored Dom as your favorite. He always had a way with words with how soft-spoken yet passionate he is. He was always the most graceful one, whether in a dress or a suit, he always had a beauty to whatever he wore. You also thought Dom was the cutest one out of the two.

You don’t just think that for no reason. Dom is actually your partner! You’ve been seeing him for a few weeks and have been going on dates secretly where crowds wouldn’t follow. It had been going well for the most part, and no one besides Valk knew.

The two of you wanted to keep it like that for as long as possible. Who knows what the people would think if one of the Flipside brothers started dating some random. Probably outrage, or maybe judgement. Dom would hate for you to go through any of those things.

…Also the wide curves that he harbored, and the ass that constantly jiggled and wobbed around the office. He might’ve gotten stuck in a few doorframes because of it, but it was nothing that the tall celebrity couldn’t manage. He had the knack for handling everything and anything.

Dom was meant to be getting prepared for the news they’d do in the morning. There was a problem: Nobody else was around. Some were sick, others were late due to the horrid traffic of everyone coming in for the unfortunate timing of a cafe, shop, and discount at a local restaurant. Crossroads was packed today. Dom wasn’t exactly focused on the news. He took it as an opportunity to incite you over.

“Thanks for coming in such a short notice.” Dom said. He led you to his room. It was well organized, a few posters of the phestival were hung on the walls along with a few movie posters as well. He walked over to his bed, his heavy ass creaking the bed as he sat on it. Dom crawled up to his pillow, relaxing himself on top of his mattress covered in blankets in an undershirt and shorts. His thighs were sprawled out, hand moving to pet the spot next to him.

“I hope you don’t mind if I ask you to cuddle, my love.” He politely spoke. His tone was always so gentle with him patiently waiting for an answer.

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