IT’S SO FLUFFY I COULD DIIIIIE.
It’s only a few hours after she turns 18 that she posts on Instagram.
Wearing heels and a floral dress, standing out on the patio of Alex’s house, surrounded by family and friends, she holds Val’s face in her hands. He’s grinning at her, that grin that only lights when he’s looking at Zendaya. His hands are careful at her elbows.
Their noses are bumped together in the second picture. Despite being attached at the lips, you can tell they adorn matching, dizzying smiles. Zendaya’s caption may be a little cheesy, and, despite spending months thinking it over, it’s what comes out anyway.
My prince, my everything.
She doesn’t attach any emojis. Maks comments with an obnoxious “First like omg!” and Alex with a “HA! Finally! And on ~my back porch, I’m truly honored”.
He attaches the emoji with the heart eyes.
The rest of the comments are pretty unsurprising. Neither one of them had done a particularly good job of keeping their feelings from spilling over the last few months. The last year.
It feels like it’s been this way all along. Val comments later, with Zendaya tangled in his sheets.
My gorgeous girl. I love you, Zendayachka.
He attaches the blush-y faced emoji. Then turns off his phone.