Temple

{ Zahir Nassar / 23 / youtuber } "his white shirts and his wild hair make you think of rumpled sheets and late nights and sloppy kisses and he has a grip that’s firm but careless, because he loves you, but not “Till death do us part”

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[zayn-sweetheart]

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[darlingquinnwtf-blog]

Quinn frowns as she lets Zahir guide her towards the sink, reaching over to turn the tap and turn on the cold water, running her hand under it. “I’m not a weener, you’re a weener.” She frowns as she looks up at him, still running her hand under the cold water as she stands on her tippy toes to press a soft kiss to the others lips. She feels her cheeks heat up a bit as she glances down to her hand under the water. “It wasn’t for me.” She says quietly, a small smile on her lips as she reaches up to push her hair out of her face with her free hand. She’s pretty sure she’s gonna dye it later, or maybe bleach it back to blonde. Yeah, back to blonde. “Wanted to make you something to eat while you filmed. Turns out I’m just a shit cook who should order take out.” She hums softly shaking her head as she glances to the stove. “Can you turn that off for me, please?”

[ctrlzahir]

“Why are we throwing around the word weiner, we should not be doing that - when you’re the one being one.” He teased, dark hair falling over his eyes for a moment, leaning into the peck on his lips, a tightening arm around the petite girls waist as he watched to make sure she kept her hand under the water. “Well, I think whoever it was for - is very grateful, but please be careful baby.” He pouted, leaning his forehead against hers, pecking the small blondes nose. “That’s nice of you, you probably should be more careful though, how did you even end up doing that? Because that looks really bad, like you just put your hand on the stove top.” He gave a silent nod in agreement, clicking off the heated element, “so, you wanna order room service then, princess?”

[funtimefcx]

“Alright, I’ll make you a deal. If you don’t rat me out to the hotel manager that I’ve got a pet inside; I’ll let you hold him and cuddle him for a few hours. This is Bruno.”

[ctrlzahir]

“A few hours of cuddling with a bunny, I am pretty sure you’ve got me hooked, please, I wasn’t going to rat you out anyways. Please, don’t be ridiculous, or call me a nark.”

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[darlingquinnwtf-blog]

“Damnú air!” She practically screams as she pulls her hand away from the stove, clutching it tightly with the other as she moves around the kitchen in circles.  “Iarracht agus déan bia ansin dóigh mé féin.” She grumbles, still not realizing she was talking to herself or even speaking her first language. Looking up at the door she lets out a soft laugh at the person standing there, clearing her throat as she stands up fully. “Sorry ‘bout that. Didn’t know anybody was here. Burnt grilled cheese sandwich?” She offers with a laugh, reaching over to turn off the stove and move the pan away from the burner.

[darlingquinnwtf-blog]

[ctrlzahir]

“Okay, one - please calm down.” Zahir was quick to let himself smile - though he knew she was swearing in gaelic. Biting down on his lip she walked up to her, taking her hand and guiding her over to the sink. “Run it under cold water, so it doesn’t keep burning the flesh, weener.” He teased, kissing her cheek quickly, leaning against the counter beside her. “Why didn’t you just get me to make you that?”

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