can you do a drabble about the balloon squad? idk any specifics and im sorry this is nothing to go off of but just them hanging out and fooling around
the boys are sitting in the bakkoush living room, piled together on the couch. elias leans towards the camera and says, “what’s up, homies, lovers, and friends! i don’t need to see you to know that you’re looking fine as always.”
on either side of elias, mutta and adam mime his gestures until he starts to catch on and jerks his head to try and catch them. they lay back against the couch immediately, looking innocent, and then fistbump behind his head when he turns back to the camera.
“why are you always like that?” yousef says, flopping down on the floor in front of the couch. “did you know that most women don’t like being given random compliments?”
elias rolls his eyes and turns to the camera. “as you all can see, yousef is feeling extra holier than thou today cause my baby sister lost her mind and somehow thinks that he’s a good guy.”
the other boys crow with laughter, hands and feet coming from all directions to shove, pat, and kick yousef playfully. he curls into a ball and laughs, batting them off.
yousef, out of frame now, calls from the floor, “okay, but sana told me that you told her that i’m a good guy,” he says, and all you can see is his hand, as he raises it to point at elias. he adds, “the best guy, maybe.”
“homo intended,” mikael says suggestively, waggling his eyebrows.
“we’re bros,” elias says, reaching over to flick mikael in the ear. “plus, how fucked would it be to steal my sister’s man?”
adam throws his arms out, barring elias and mikael against the back of the couch as he turns to address the camera. “sudden death match, yousef,” he says, nudging him with his foot. “who would you save, sana or elias?”
“i’d die and save them both,” yousef says breezily from the floor, kicking one foot up to cross over his knee.
“WOW,” adam exclaims, flopping back dramatically and pressing the back of his hand to his head.
“bullshit,” mutta calls, and his eyes dart to elias, who is performing a handshake with yousef, before he flashes a grin towards the camera. “sana would never do anything stupid enough to need saving.”
“correct,” adam acknowledges, sitting back up and holding up his index finger to indicate a point.