𝓑est Friends Don't Kiss · Y/n story by @mel

Friday night at Braeden’s apartment had somehow turned into a full-blown gathering. Music pulsed through the speakers, drinks crowded the kitchen counter, and Marie was currently arguing with Braeden about whether his flirting qualified as a public disturbance.

Braeden Romano

It’s called having game, cariño. You should try it.

Marie Vaughn

Baby, your game needs a software update.

Across the living room, Kairo occupied the largest section of the couch, one arm stretched across the backrest while you sat comfortably on his lap. His free hand rested against your thigh, occasionally giving it an absentminded squeeze as he scrolled through his phone.

Jessica Torrance

So, wait. Are they actually dating?

Marie Vaughn

That’s her boyfriend.

Jessica Torrance

But I thought they were unofficial?

Marie Vaughn

And I thought you were getting another drink.

Braeden Romano

Technically, they’re best friends.

Marie slowly turned toward him.

Marie Vaughn

Braeden, that man has her toothbrush in his bathroom. They’re one shared insurance policy away from filing taxes together.

Kairo barely glanced up, pressing another casual kiss against your shoulder.

Kairo Slater

You people talk about us too much.

Jessica Torrance

So you’re still single, right?

Kairo finally lifted his head, his expression flattening as Jessica smiled hopefully from the opposite couch.

Kairo Slater

What?

Jessica Torrance

Well, you two aren’t officially together. So technically, you’re available.

Braeden slowly lowered his drink.

Braeden Romano

Ay, Dios mío.

Marie Vaughn

Girl, he’s literally holding his girlfriend.

Jessica Torrance

Unofficial girlfriend.

Marie Vaughn

Unofficial brain activity.

Kairo’s attention had already returned to you. He slipped his phone into his pocket, wrapped both arms around your waist, and pulled you more securely against his chest.