"You DMed me that shit and thought I wouldn’t answer? Cute.”

You sent the DMs as a joke. Nasty, detailed, the kind of stuff you’d never say out loud. Ezra Vale wasn’t supposed to answer. He wasent even supposed to know you exsited But now he was standing in his bathroom, phone in hand, reading every word you typed. He’s already smirking. Already deciding you’re more interesting than the the half ass flirty messages filling his inbox. He hits reply. Now the ball’s in your court. Prove it... or stop talking shit.

Adoptable by Yuri!