connieboo4u

[connieboo4u]

i’m still here y’all 😭just got hella busy🥲but trust off camera on you p2 coming and some more shi💗✊🏽

[connieboo4u]

𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲.

p2.

synopsis- It was just a celebration and a reunion with friends—at least, that’s what you thought.

warnings: idk i guess connie being touchy and drama

the next day 12:47 pm

your phone is propped up as you listen to saniyah and sasha on facetime as you get ready for your lil day out with connie. i guess you could call it an unofficial date?

you continue to get ready as they yap and go on and on about what happened last night, and yes you told them what eren said cause they havent shut up yet about the whole situation altogether.

“soooo we not gon talk about what eren texted you after everything came out orrr?” sasha said on the other line as she walked from the gym back to her car.

you kept fixing your hair in the mirror, applying the final touches on your look for the day.

“he had to be drunk or something,” you muttered, spraying your perfume on. “I really don’t know where all that came from if I’m being truly honest.”

“was there any point at the party where he started acting weird? or said something that was off?” saniyah said as she had her phone turned towards the ceiling as she layed on her bed.

“not really. he came up to me and started talking with me and mikasa before connie came and got me, but that was it,” you shrugged. “he looked like he wanted to say more, but—”

your phone buzzed with an incoming call

“shit. he outside,” i say as i grab my purse to start heading out the door “i’ll call or text y’all when i’m home. love y’all”

“ahh shii. AND YOU BETTER NOT LEAVE OUT NO DETAILS-“ sasha said as her phone shook from her driving.

“WAIT- BUT WHAT? N/N!” saniyah quickly said before the call ended

you lightly laughed as you ended the call. yeaaa saniyah was about to blow the gc tf up.

when you reached the front door to open it, there he was.

phone still in his hand, other hand in his grey hoodie pocket, fingers hovering over his phone like he was about to call again.

then he looked up at you.

“bout time you came outside. you ready?”

he said playful annoyed face, but he already had this shit eating grin on his face.

“yea. let me just lock this.” you say as you fish for your house keys

yea today bout to be long asf.

❀࿐ ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

before you can even finish twisting the key, you feel his arms slide around your waist from behind—slow, easy. he leans in, resting his chin on your shoulder just for a second as you finish locking your front door.

“hey.” he mumbles, voice quiet against your ear.

you smile without meaning to. “hey.”

you finish locking up, and he lets go of you.

“aight, come on.” he tilts his head toward the car.

y’all walk side by side down the path, your hands brushing once or twice. then he walks a little ahead to pull open the passenger door like he always does.

you quietly thank him as you slide in, still feeling that quick hug all warm on your skin, and he closes your door gently before moving around to the driver’s side.

once he’s in and the music’s playing low, he glances over at you with a little smirk.

“where you tryna hit first?”

you just smirk at him with a knowing look. while he rolls his eyes back at you with a smirk of his own.“just knew yo ass was gon do that”

“do whatttt? what i do?”

“mann. which mall you tryna hit first. already gon stay half an hr there anyways.” he said as he started the car up to pull out your drive way.

“oh okay- and yo ass be right behind me staying that long too”

“and do.” he shrugged as he continued to drive.

❀࿐ ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

first stop was the mall.

y’all barely make it through the entrance before connie’s already talking mess.

“ma, you said we was gon be in and out. it’s been damn there 30 mins and you still touchin jackets like they not all the same color.”

“shut up. which one” you held both up to you

“baby just get both so we can leave.”

you roll your eyes “you act like we wasnt just looking at sneakers for the same amount of time. from the OUTSIDE of the store let me add.”

“i said i was gon spin back to go look at them inside after this…we still here-“

“ya cmon so we can look. so you can see how you bout to stand there looking at them shoes the same way i did these jackets.”

y’all both end up leaving with bags from the store with the jackets. let me repeat that. YALL BOTH. yup he talked all that shi and bought some stuff too.

he carried both of y’alls bags as usual, as you both went back to the sneaker store to head inside.

as you sit on one of the benches snacking on your auntie annie’s (i love me some cinnamon nuggets), while he’s in the mirror checking his feet out.

“i’m telling you these hard asl ma”

“con you said that about the last 5 pairs.”

“ohhh but when it was about the jack-“

“mann you gon keep twisting yo ankle like it’s in a foot pageant or you gon buy some. that’s how you did me”

he just smiled “i swearrr you like my mini me or something”

you just rolled your eyes with a smile of your own.

you end up helping him choose the pair with the cleanest colorway, he even convinced you to get some shoes as well. then you help picked out some beanies to match. you were lowkey just picking up whatever you thought looked like him, and he was letting you saying you were his personal stylist.

then y’all hit a smell good store to smell candles cause you wanted one. “damnnn this shit stank. why all the ones that smell like food smell weird”

“i wish i could answer that but i can’t.” as you place the candle back on the shelf.

“shit smell like chemicals and earwax, with a little vanilla- matter of fact it’s almost like when somebody take a shi and spray cinnamon air freshener behind it.”

you just bursted out laughing as you clutched connie hoodie tryna catch yourself. “PFTT- mann watch outtt”

after some more smelling and looking around y’all ended up finding a candle yall both agreed on and some more little smell goods.

❀࿐ ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

by the time y’all leave, the sky’s dark and your legs are tired. the car’s full of bags, your auntie annie’s cup is halfway gone, and y’all finally pull up to get food. bryson tiller plays low and full through the speakers. connie’s driving with one hand, eyes on the road, but his whole vibe feels settled. calm.

his other hand resting on your thigh, resting there like it’s nothing. just casual. just there. you glance over at him, but he’s focused on the road, lips moving to the lyrics, like he didn’t just do something that made your stomach flip. his thumb starts brushing back and forth against your thigh.

he glanced over at you. then you hear him, voice low but clear under the music.

“you aight?”

you look over, and he’s still watching the road.

“yeah,” you say softly. “i’m good.”

he glances at you just once before facing forward again. “you sure? you real quiet all of a sudden.”

and you can’t lie. your mind is definitely thinking about everything that happened at the party last night. “yea, just hungry asllll”

connie nodded. yea, he knew there was more to it. he wasn’t gonna bring up last night tho. atleast not now.

connie pulls into a drive-thru, music turned down low as you squint at the menu.

his hand’s still on your thigh, thumb brushing slow, as he pulls into the drive-thru. the music dips just a little as he leans toward the speaker.

as he said y’all’s order, and looked back at you to make sure that was it. he then went ahead and pull around to get y’all’s food.

“smell that,” he says, passing it your way. “this about to big our backs just by th-.”

“boy, drive.” you mumble, peaking into the bag making sure y’all got everything.

he just laughed as he turned the music back up. speaker booming all the way back to his place.

❀࿐ ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

back at his place, he unlocks the door and swings it open with y’all’s bags and food in hand. “go ‘head,” he says, nodding you in like it’s muscle memory. y’all kick off your shoes at the door and he drop the bags from the mall in his room.

the lights are low, just the glow from his kitchen and the tv he forgot to turn off earlier. he tosses the keys on the counter and sets the food down, nodding toward the living room.

“plates or we raw doggin’ it?” he calls over his shoulder.

“raw dog it,” you say, flopping onto the couch. “I’m too hungry for no fancy setup.”

“bet.”

he drops down beside you, legs touching yours, bag in his lap as he starts unboxing everything. steak. rice. sauce. ya’ll spread it between you like a mini feast.

“wait- don’t eat all the shirmp,” you say, reaching in.

“mannn, didn’t yo ass say you didn’t want nun in the drive thru.” he complained but him motioning for you to open your mouth to feed you some of his shirmp said otherwise.

y’all eat like that for a while,sitting close, stealing each other’s food, laughing between bites,feeding one another. music now playing from his tv low and chill. at some point, you grab his drink like it’s yours, and he just lets you.

eventually , you finish your food and stretch out sideways, your legs draped across his lap. he leans back, one arm slung over the back of the couch, the other resting on your leg, fingers drawing lazy patterns on your skin.

then he speaks up, breaking the quiet like it’s been pressing on him all night.

“you seen it too, huh?” he says finally, eyes still on the ceiling.

you already know what he means

you nod. “yeah.”

“last night?”

“yeah.” you say again, quieter this time.

you both fall silent again, the music filling the space.

he lets out a short breath, still not looking at you.“I didn’t even know somebody was recording.”

“me either.” you say. “It wasn’t even about us. we were just… in the background.”

he finally turns to look at you, expression softer than you expected. “whole time I thought we had a moment. I ain’t realize it was gon’ turn into a headline on everybody feed.”

you nod slowly. “I didn’t even know what I was looking at at first. he was just talking to the camera… then the angle changed, and there we were. clear as hell on the balcony.”

he lets out a breath through his nose. not annoyed. just heavy. “wasn’t even about us. we was just in the back. now everybody swear they know something.”

you nod. “I ain’t even processed it good until i saw how many people had seen it”

“right. and all them damn shaderooms repostin’ it like we announced somethin’.”

you look over at him. “are you mad?”

he shakes his head quick. “nah. not mad. just… not how I wanted it to go. I ain’t think that was gonna be the moment people found out.”

you thought before you spoke again

you tilt your head. “..you regret it?”

he looks over at you finally. hand still rubbing your legs,eyes soft, voice even softer. “no. I meant that sht.”

the room falls silent again. like something is about to settle in

you rest your head against the back of the couch, eyes flicking toward the tv that’s still playing music in the background.

“…eren texted me last night too.” you say suddenly.

after you said that the energy shifted. not in a bad way, but noticeable.

connie doesn’t react right away. just shifts a little, his hand going still on your leg.

“…yeah?” he says, voice calm but slightly lower now.

you open the thread, thumb hovering.

“he said some stuff. I didn’t even know what to say back.”

then you hold it out toward him.

“here. you can just read it.”

he takes the phone, scrolls in silence for a few seconds. you watch his expression stay still.even though you know it’s getting to him.

when he finally hands it back, he doesn’t speak right away.

you shift, nerves kicking in. “you good?”

he nods once, jaw tense, voice low:

“I ain’t surprised.”

you blink. “you’re not?”

and that’s when he finally looks over at you.

“cause he already said something. to me. before any of this even happened.”

flashback before the party.

ony’s studio 8:48 pm

ony’s studio was dim and smoky, bass thumping low from the speakers.

one of his unreleased tracks looped in the background, still raw but smooth.

armin was kicked back in a chair beside the mixing station, laughing about something ony said under his breath as he mess with knobs on the mixer.

jean was at the far end of the couch, laptop open on his lap, editing in silence.

he passed the blunt across to eren without looking.

eren took it, phone still in hand, scrolling slow, thumb swiping through social medias.

connie sat on the other couch across from eren and jean,his regular chill fit on, legs stretched out,leaned back. his mood was content as his head nodding lightly to the beat.

everyone was relaxed. just letting the high do it’s thing.

“n/n sliding tomorrow?” jean asked, not looking up from his laptop.

connie glanced up. “she said she might. but yk sasha gon’ drag her out the house.”

armin looked over. “aww, you look relieved.”

“right,” jean said holding in his laugh. “his ass was gon be in a lil emo mood if she ain’t show.”

connie side-eyed them, smirking. “aye- watch out .”

“but aye, thats her. she show up. show out. then dip. and the party get hyped up everytime…but yo ass act like that’s your boss n ceo.” ony said holding in his laugh still looking at the screen as he added the final tweaks to one of his songs.

“y’all on my ass for what- yk what i hope yo ass accidentally forget to save all that shi you just added to that song. ” connie laughed. “and that’s just how she is. she don’t even be tryna do too much.” connie added towards the end

everyone laughed. even connie cracked a full smile.

“she don’t gotta,” jean said. “y’all maddd confusing tho.”

connie looked up “what you mean?”

jean tilted his head. “you know. your girl that’s your not girl.” jean kept going. “but for real. you sure y’all just friends? cause y’all move like y’all married, just don’t kiss in public.”

connie rolled his eyes. “mannn, we just cool.”

eren finally spoke,exhaling smoke before passing the blunt to ony.

“brooo she still fall for your bullsh*t every time.”

connie cut his eyes over. “what?”

eren looked up, face calm, no smirk this time. “you move like she yours one minute, and never lock in after that. Ion’ get it.”

connie sat forward a little, eyes narrowing. “so what. you gon catch her or some? since i got her falling and shi.”

eren held his stare. no hesitation.

“If I gotta… yeah.”

connie let out a quiet laugh, with no real humor behind. “you say that like you been waiting on me to fumble.” he said as the blunt slowly rotated back to him.

eren responded, quiet but chill. “I’m not tryna be messy. I’m just saying if you not gon say what it is, don’t get mad when somebody else do.”

connie looked up as he exhaled the smoke from the blunt. “and that supposed to be you?”

eren just kept eye contact with connie. “I ain’t tryna claim her. but I’m not gon lie like I don’t care.”

that made armin glance up nervously towards eren. ony was slowly preparing himself to either stop a fight or prevent one. he really didn’t know no more.

connie sat up straighter tryna remain calm. “nahhh. you real bold.”

“I’m real honest,”eren said. “she mean something to me, too. and I’m not gon play with that, even if I play with other sh*t.”

connie narrowed his eyes at him. “then why you waitin? you jump on any other girl in a heartbeat.”

eren shrugged. “cause she deserve better than the way I usually move.”

silence for a second.

then eren added, not even looking at him.

“but if you not gon move at all? that’s on you.”

connie was about to get up and respond but ony just gave him one look that said not here. and he forced himself to respect it.

nobody said anything after that. ony turned the volume up just a notch, like that shit was gonna smooth the tension out in the studio.

but it didn’t.

flashback end

he looked up at you again,little defeated.

“I ain’t tell you ’cause I didn’t wanna make it a thing” connie said. “I ain’t think he’d really… y’know.”

you nodded slow. “yea..but he did.”

connie stared at the floor. “yeah.”

connie’s eyes met yours, soft but with that familiar spark. his hand found yours, fingers lacing together easy. your feet rested in his lap, and he gently played with your toes, making you smirk.

“I didn’t tell you ‘cause I wasn’t ready to admit how deep I fell” he said low, voice steady. “I wasn’t sure where we stood… or where I wanted us to go.”

you leaned in, thumb brushing over his wrist. “so what now?”

he smiled, warm and slow. “honestly? I’m thinking I just keep you right here...on my lap.and see how that feels.”

before you could reply, he shifted, pulling you gently onto his lap. you giggled as you settled in, arms resting around his neck.

“no rush,” he murmured. “just us.”

you smiled, feeling the quiet comfort of the moment. “I like that.”

he squeezed your side softly, fingers still tracing lazy circles on your leg. peppering light kisses to your neck.

“me too.”

❀࿐ ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

as you slid into the passenger seat, purse in lap, still laughing at lil things connie said as he got in behind the wheel to start the journey to your house to drop you off.

as the ride continued connie drove with one hand on the wheel, the other resting on your thigh like it lived there.

“you working tomorrow?” you finally asked, voice low as the music play lowly in the background.

“yeah,” connie said, eyes still on the road. “gotta hit the studio at like… ten. gotta finish up that beat for ony.”

you hummed as the car moved. “anything else?”

“besides an interview or something they put on my schedule.” connie said with shrug.

i held back a laugh” you gon get on them folks camera and play or you gon actually answer the questions?”

“mmcht i do be answering them-“ connie said

“boy no tf you don’t. atleast the normal questions cause you stay trolling on them folks mics” you cut him off fighting back a laugh

he just rolled his eyes “i’m still answering them tho..” he mumbled with a smile growing on his face.

he pulled up slow, headlights washing over your porch before cutting them off. the car stayed running, but he didn’t move to unlock your door right away.

you turned toward him, still wrapped in his hoodie. “well damn. you tryna keep me hostage or something?”

connie looked at you “i lowkey should.”then he hopped out, walked around, and opened your door before you could even reach for it.

he grabbed your bags from the mall in the backseat even though you told him you could carry one.

you didn’t stop him.

you just followed him up the steps, digging around in your purse for your keys while he waited behind you, bags in hand.

you got the door open and flipped the lights on, stepping inside to set the keys down,connie placing the bags in your living room. as you walk him to door to say your goodbyes you both just stood there.

he didn’t say anything at first. just looked at you.

you looked right back.

then suddenly he leaned in and kissed you.

nothing crazy. just soft. just enough.

enough to make your hand find the front of his hoodie. enough to make you forget how sleepy you truly were.enough to feel stomach tighten when he pulled away.

he looked at you for a second, thumb brushing your chin.

“I’ll call you tomorrow mami.” he said.

you nodded, “okay.”

after you both exchanged i love yous and standing in the door way like some love sick pillars. he finally then backed away to walk fully out the door back to his car. you stood in the door until he fully drove away. the honk sound being the last thing you heard from him as you close the door behind you.

with that being said, you quietly did your nightly routine once you’ve settled in for tonight. comfy clothes on,hair wrapped,phone charging,face washed, you were bout ready to lay it down and call it a night.

before you could get in the bed good and turn your little lamp off in your bedroom-

knock knock knock.

you were confused as you went to check who it could possibly be. when you checked the window all you saw was a dark color car outside. you slowly made your way back to the door

it was too damn late to be tryna answer the door for someone. and it couldn’t be connie.

you turned the porch light on as you cracked the door open to-

eren.

his hair in his signature half up and half down, and he had his all black fit on so the light definitely helped you see him better.

“god damnnn- lights bright as shit. you tryna blind me” he said as he squint to look at you taking one step back a little.

then he looked at you seriously.

after a beat of silence and looking at each other

“eren wha-“

“you alone?.” he cut you off softly

he lets a beat pass.

he lets out a slow breath “cause if your not..then non of this mean shit”

once again, a late night. another question you don’t know if your ready to entertain. coming home from the same scenario. only difference…

there’s no avoiding it now.

TO BE CONTINUED

yessss gawdddd i finally finished this 😭 i hoped y’all enjoy this chapter! ima fix the first part to match this format. sooo just a heads up if it ends up looking a lil different and less big. but talk to me in my ask me box or just request stuff. whichever you feel likeee doing! ima always respond regardless. LOVEE YALL AND THANK YOU FOR 100 FOLLOWERS AYYY! love my fam downnnn.

but yeaaaa lmk what y’all thinkkkk and what y’all wanna see next!

xoxo💋

[connieboo4u]

okay so p2 to ithssp is about done and will be posted soon.😭and yesss ima fix the old one up so it matches the format of the other ones

and rapper!connie is making his comeback back soon!!! thank y’all for waiting

[connieboo4u]

i’m working on i told her she so pretty part two along with some more rapper! connie stuff for y’all.

like imagine he invite you to the studio to company him while he works and he ends up convincing you to go inside the booth and make a song or some together…even if the song came out unserious asf😭

and y’all already know ithssp fic messy asfff but it’s coming back soon!

my ask me is always open so feel free to say some 🫶🏽 literally anything.

i’m also might write up some ony n eren stuff soon too sooo 😛y’all just stay tune

[connieboo4u]

𝐎𝐟𝐟 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚, 𝐎𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮 ೃ༄.

synopsis/request here

The camera is rolling and going once you step into the frame. you had a comfortable fit on for this most likely messy ass video you were about to shoot.

It’s not like you meant to break the internet. but when you and Connie ended up in the same kitchen, cameras rolling,talking n getting to know each other, and tension thick enough to burst through the screen.

yeah… y’all kinda did.

you were already that girl online. funny, bad asl, soft-spoken but quick with it, the type to have brands and followers in your dms, and still make it feel like you were everybody’s homegirl. he was already Connie Springer.the kind of artist who could drop a single at midnight and have the internet quoting it by morning. laid-back on camera, sharp in every verse, and way too good at making people laugh when he wasn’t even trying.

most of all of your viewers were literally dying for you to do a video together. so when whispers of a collab started circulating

“Y’all need to do a video together fr,”

“The chemistry would be teww gooddd,”

“I fear the tension would be CRAZY 😭”

it was only a matter of time before both of y’all’s team made something happen. as the exposure would be great for both of y’all.

you’ve seen him a couple of times online. and you won’t sit here and lie, he was pretty cute.

and your fans swore up n down y’all would match each others energy’s to a tea. sooo shit what else were you supposed to do? not invite him?

tuh.

“aye listen…if this man come in here on some bs and y’all set me up,it’s a wrap. like i’ll deadass cut the cameras off. he better be on his bestttt behavior.”

you addressed the camera as if you were on facetime with one of your homegirls. and you’re hoping your so call homegirls didn’t set yo ass up with this collab.

you tried to hold back a giggle as you looked back at the side of the room where he was gonna make his appearance.

“alright for real. y’all asked y’all shall receiveee! and if his ass can’t cook…his ass gotta go.”

as soon as you said that Connie came through the side entrance to enter the video frame.

and damn

he came in with a chill fit of his own. his chain was shining from the lights. his grin displaying his bottom grills as he failed to hold back his own laugh.

yea scratch that.

he fioonneeee asllllll

“you gon’ talk sh*t before i even breathe good? damn, not even a ‘hey’?”

he mocked offense as he stood near me with his hand on his chest. as he went to stand near me to look at all of the ingredients we were using for the meal we would be making today.

“boy, puh-lease. we can ‘hey hi ho’ our ass into this food real quick before i change my mind.”

you said with a sly smile tryna keep your cool cause DAMNNN he was even finer in person. he came to stand a little closer to you letting you get a wiff of his cologne that was slowly driving you crazy.as he observed what was all on the table to cook with and looked back at you.

“mmhm. that lil smile gon’ get you in trouble.”

i rolled my eyes as he went in for a hug. his arm wrapped around your waist for a second longer than necessary, and the chain around his neck brushed your collarbone lightly when he leaned down. you hugged him back, quick, trying to keep it cute, but how long could you really.

yeaaa this might be the best set up ever.

“you keep playin’ like we not supposed to be cooking,” you mumbled under your breath, glancing at the camera mid hug like don’t do too much now.

“man whatchu mean? i’m chillin. you the one distracted.” he said as he leaned away a little,hand still resting on your back from the hug.

I grabbed some ingredients and put them in his hand.”since i’m the distracted one. gon head and put that in a bowl and mix it together while i work on seasoning the steak for the fries”

“yes ma’am” he took the ingredients for the sauce and started adding them to the bowl nearby as y’all worked hip to hip on different parts of the meal.

ೃ༄.

You stirred the fries in the pot, oil still crackling heavy, and leaned one hip on the counter. Connie stood across from you, messing with a towel in his hands.

you looked over at him. “alright, while these doing what they do… we gon’ hit you with a quick interview.”

he smirked. “awwhhh hell”

you laughed. “you’ll be alright. Just answer natural and honestly.”

he nodded. “aii bet”

“first one easy. What’s a song of yours you still not tired of performing?”

He thought for a second, rubbing his jaw as he leaned on the counter behind him. “probably ‘Top Floor.’ the energy always crazy when that drop hit, and the crowd usually get me hyped up on the first bar.”

You nodded. “oooouu i heard that one before. okay what’s something you feel like people get wrong about you?”

Connie thought about it before answering”that i don’t take a lot of things seriously. Especially with my music or something i consider important. like i joke a lot,yeah, but stuff i really care about, i don’t play bout that shit.”

“on his soullllll he dont play” i pointed to the camera “okay for real let me stop. i’m sorry”

connie damn there bent down laughing.

“okay, you single?”

he paused and looked at you before he responded nonchalantly “yeah”

he then leaned down with his eyes locked on yours “you?”

you blinked cause hellooo? “this my interview if you done forgot”

he grinned “that ain’t what i asked,pretty”

“yea i’m single.” you say back just as nonchalant.

Connie just nodded, like he already assumed. “Mmm. that make sense.”

you raised a brow. “and what’s that supposed to mean?”

“cause you carry yourself like somebody who don’t take no bullshit. you know your worth and dont settle for less. i can tell.” he said it like it was the most obvious thing.

you tried not to react, but you felt it in your stomach tighten. “You do this with everybody you cook with?”

“nah,” he said, licking his lips. “You a lil different. yo energy show that.”

you didn’t respond immediately and at that the grease from the fries popped me back to reality.

he just smiled a little.”so what’s your type?”

you picked up the nearest seasoning to fidget with”i guess somebody funny,laid back,sweet,dont do too much,clean.shii somebody that got some sense too” i said with a shrug

he simply nodded his head

He leaned against the counter again, arms crossed. “Sooo what I gotta do to get a second collab? Or is this a one-time situation? cause i think the fans was right about us matching each other energies n shi”

“I don’t know. you gon keep playing with me?” i said

“that’s not me playing, mami. that’s me being for real.”

you just looked away from him as you placed the seasoning down. all while he stared you down.

“that’s aii tho. i’m willing to work for it till you believe me” he said smirking to the camera with a goofy ass wink

i glanced up at him questioning him. cause what is this video turning into.

And he just laughed under his breath, stepping back. “what? I’m behaving. right?”

“mmm. the way you talkin’ i think i should be worried bout that if that’s what behaving gon be like.”

then i turned back to the stove, real chill

“…I ain’t”

Connie laughed under his breath, eyes still on you, then muttered, “yeah… you the problem.”

ೃ༄.

for some damn reason y’all were making a lot of progress cooking together. between occasional flirty comments and shit talking you both lowkey we’re getting along well. really well.

the fries were basically finished, just needed the finishing touches with the sauce that connie made and what not.and for two people who kept talkin’ over each other and flirting mid-task, y’all were actually getting it done.

every time you looked up, he was doing something helpful. rinsing, drying, checking the food without being asked. laughing when you teased him, playfully bumping your hip with his as if it was some day to day shi for y’all and the camera just so happened to just be there. every interaction felt overly domestic.

you were grabbing seasonings when he slid in right behind you, stomach brushing your lower back like he belonged there.

you didn’t react right away. neither did he.

“sooo you just gon hover behind me like that?”

“i’m just tryna make sure you don’t over-season the food,” he said, as you can hear the grin in his voice low and right in your ear. “matter fact—”

he swiftly took on of the seasonings and started doing it himself as he rested on hand on the counter lowkey caging you in as he worked.

before you could say something back to him, he slid his arm around you and reached for the lawry’s like he was the head chef all of a sudden and this was his channel. he didn’t even hesitate for shit.

he shook a little into the bowl while resting his other hand on the counter,his arms brushing yours.he was basically caging you in, casual like he did this every day.

“mannn…” you muttered under your breath as you looked up at him.

“i got it. relax”he said with a boyish grin.

you attempted to move around him to get the pan on the stove but he didn’t plan on moving far.

“let me just grab the pan with the stea-“

“wait- hold on, ma.”

he lightly grabbed your waist from behind to move pass you to reach for the hot pan himself. his touch was firm but soft. he didn’t think twice about anything he was doing with you.

like y’all had done this before

“scuse me,” he muttered as he reached for the hot pan for me as he let me take the steak pieces out to lay them on our fries.

“sooo you always this close when somebody tryna cook” i teased.

“nah.”

he said fighting back a grin. he then said just so causally-

“only when they this pretty.”

you stare right in the camera after he said that.

“y’all see his ass be saying anything bro”

Connie licked his lips and smiled. “nahhh. I just be saying the truth.”

you blinked. Then looked dead at the camera. “anyway,” you said, turning back to the food as if you weren’t internally screaming rn. “Steak’s done. Fries look crispy. We didn’t burn shit in this collab, so I feel like that’s a win.”

“that’s what teamwork do for you ” he said, walking over to grab the plates to help plate the food.

“i won’t lie you contributed a good amount today.”

Connie smirked. “awhh shit i get a compliment after all the shit talking you was doing.”

“alright not too much” i said as i took a seat on the little couch i usually do the food reviews on.

“nahhh that mean we making progress ma.” he said as he took a seat directly next to me.knees touching. his arm resting behind me like we just do this shit.

with both of our plates in front of us we then begin eating the creation we made as we both shared looks with each other.

“this shit good as fuck”

we both said at the same time catching each other off guard as we both burst out laughing.

“but nah real shit. this shit taste mad good”

“i’m sayinggg! we lowkey did that ngl”

you were about to reach for your drink when he-

“hol on- hold still”

you looked at him confused “huh?”

he reached up, thumb brushing just under the corner of your lip, real gentle. “you had somethin’ right there.”

“thanks.” i lowly said to him as i collected myself

he nodded “they gon eat this shit up”he said as he gestured to the camera ”just like we fucked this plates up”

at that i started laughing “you already knowww”

at that he took one more bite.

“eat eat eat ea-“

“man watch out.”

you were laughing so hard you fell into his chest, hand catching his hoodie like you needed support.

he just sat there, shaking his head with that deadpan stare straight at the camera. But it was only a matter of time—his lips started twitching before he finally broke into a smile too, lowkey trying to hide it.

ೃ༄.

he stood in the doorway,phone in one hand,his other hand still in his pocket like he didn’t really wanna go.

“I meant what I said earlier btw.” he said, eyes on yours. “I really enjoyed this. you made this whole night feel.. easy. real.”

you smiled, but it was soft now. quiet.

“I know this our first time meetin” he added, voice low. “but I wanna see you again. like, forreal. and I ain’t in no rush—I wanna show you i’m for real. i want you to see the effort”

“ohh you tryna work for it?”

“every bit.” he nodded with a serious tone

he looked down at your hand, took it gently, kissed it slow.

“thank you, pretty girl. for tonight.”

“mhm you welcome. back bout expanding overtime now”you said back trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach right now

“mmcht yo ass always got some to say”he said back tryna be serious but failing to fight his smile back

“i’m just playingggg” i say as i go for a hug

he lazily grins as he hugs me back warm n firm and before he let’s go he presses a lingering kiss to my cheek.

he squeezed your hand once, then stepped back like he was about to say something else, but his phone buzzed.he glanced at it and exhaled a short laugh through his nose.

“damn… studio,” he muttered, showing you the name on his screen real quick like proof. “they been blowin me up.”

he tucked the phone away again, eyes flicking up to yours, almost like he was about to ask something,but he didn’t. he just looked at you for a second longer, lips parted like he was weighing something.

you noticed, but didn’t comment.

“get in bed safe,ma. I’ma text you when I get there.”

you nodded, smiling back at him, “mkay.”

he turns toward the door, hoodie up, but pauses again with his hand on the knob.

“also…” he looks back, real chill, “don’t let no—”

you blink.

“…boy, take yo ass on to the studio.”

he laughs as he steps out, voice trailing down the hall “see,you think I’m playin.”

and you stand there for a second—smiling way too hard—before closing the door behind him.

and that was it.

You blinked, standing there for a second like you were waiting for something else.

then it hit you.

“wait… we didn’t even exchange numbers,” you muttered, talking more to the empty kitchen than anyone else. “damnmit.”

you sighed, half annoyed, half disappointed. his team and your team had set the whole thing up. calls, locations, timing. not once did y’all actually do the logistics yourselves.

quietly you went back to gather your belongings to leave and go home for tonight. maybe you’d see him at an event. maybe one of your team members could help you get his number tomorrow.

you didn’t feel like it’d be a good idea to bother his team about it now. he was probably already being pulled in five different directions the moment he stepped out.

* ೃ༄.

you got home quiet, the kind of calm that lingers after a good night. you tossed your purse on your chair, slid out of your clothes, washed up and cleaned your face slow, still catching yourself smiling in the mirror. cause today was something elseeee.

bonnet tied,even comfier night clothes on, big lights off. soft ambient lights on. you pulled your covers up and laid back with a deep breath—body relaxed, but your thoughts? Still stuck in the way Connie looked at you at the door.

well not just at the door.

throughout the whole day.

you opened your phone just to scroll a little before bed.

and froze.

#connieandy/n

“ion even care if it’s promo… the chemistry is crazy 😭”

“the way he looked at her after wiping her mouth… yeah they locked in.”

“they flirting like we not watching”

“naahhh the thumb on her lip? i SCREAMED”

“yeaaa they go together real bad”

the video had dropped. and the comments? unhinged. accurate. and loud asffff.

you couldn’t even scroll fast enough. clips were already being reposted and sent to you by friends, edits being made, and your name trending right under his.

the comments were wild. your friends were worse.

you leaned back on the bed frame. exiting out of every social media app as you collect yourself.

suddenly your phone buzzed just as your head hit the pillow.

Unknown number

new messages 12:36 AM

[unknown] Yo, when we seeing each other again?

you fight back a grin as you typed:

[you]how you even get my number

[unknown] my team. i wasn’t gon let you get far lmfao

[connie💕] sooo..when’s the next time i’m seeing you?

i’m thinking dinner on me.

no cameras n shi, just us.

“no cameras n shi,just us.”

you smiled as you responded to him turned your phone off and turned over.

yeaaa i can used to these type of set ups

AYYY i hope y’all enjoyeddd 😭and i lowkey wanna write more rapper connie stuff cause likeeeee whattt. also sorry for the wait again but ayy we here ANDDD request stay open! yk the drill.

other than that i love y’all lots and i appreciate y’all sticking with me as i slowly get a hang of this. 🥲really hope these last post were enjoyable fr fr.

but i’ll try to post random hcs in between drabbles and fic updates💋xoxo

[connieboo4u]

i should have something posted today 😭i forgot to add the final touches yesterday mb. but it’s done 😍

sooooo look out for a notification or some today

[connieboo4u]

shiiatttt i didn’t think my fic i told her she so pretty was gonna get that much love 🥹💕

i just wanna say thank y’all again 🫶🏽

[connieboo4u]

ALSO THANK YALL FOR THE REBLOGS AND LOVE ON MY LATEST POSTS🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽💋💋💋

i love the community that i’m slowly building on here and i hope this can just be a chill funny comfortable safe place for everybody! LOVE YALLLL💕💕

[connieboo4u]

heyy girlll!!! I LOVE YOUR RECENT WORKSS SM!!

i was wondering if you could do reader x connie where its like the feeding starving influencer videos by queb blackwell!!!

like connie is a famous rapper or sum and read is super popular online. And they start to vibe n flirt A SHIT TON, and the internet is going crazyyyyyy. u can add some freaky moments for a lil rxtra flavor if u want 😽😽😽

hiiiii!!! and AYYYEEE thank you SOOOOO much babyyy🥹💕this request already got me smiling hard asf likeee😭i was so happy to see this in my inbox

AND YESSSSS! i love this idea smmm and i’m definitely gonna write it likeeee🤭i can already see the internet tryna get him on the show with reader and him n reader just flirting damn there the whole video

all while the internet blowing up on every social platform after the video drops. yeaaa i’m most definitely gonna bring this to life with all the little flirty n sneaky freaky moments n all🌝.

i can’t wait to write this and thank you so so so much for the request 🤭FIRST request at that.

i’ll link it here when i’m done 🫶🏽

[connieboo4u]

𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐓𝐨 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 ೃ༄

9:45 pm

Just when you were starting to head towards your room to wine down you hear the door click.

from the corner of your eye you see your man coming through the front door.

“Baby you in here?”

Connie said as he walked through the house to the kitchen where you were at.

I just stood there with a bag of chips in my hand and something to drink.

Connie stood on the opposite side of the island with a bag of takeout in his hands. Y’all just looked at each other for a second, that lazy smile already creeping on his face.

“Damn mami, you wasn’t gon’ wait for me?” he teased me as he eyed the bag of chips in my hand

“mmcht i didn’t have too big of an appetite for real”

I said back as if i wasnt sitting here waiting for him to come back with our food 30 mins ago.

He just raised his eyebrow. “mmmmh, okay so you just be holding bags n sodas n shit to hold em?”

You just held back a laugh as you smiled at him and said nothing. He then set the bag down like he knew he already won.

“C’mere” he said, not even waiting for you to move before walking around the island to pull you into a warm hug, lips brushing your temple with a kiss.

He smelled so goodddd. That signature fresh, musky cologne he always wore—just strong enough to sit on your clothes when he hugged you, but tonight it had the faintest hint of your perfume mixed in. Since he’d been laid up in your bed cuddled up with you half of the day. It was subtle, but you caught it, and it made your stomach flip a little.

He just looked down at me with this love sick ass smile on his face. “Hey, pretty girl”

he said lowly, the bass in his voice sinking into his chest—right where your head was resting. You felt it more than you heard it, that soft little rumble under your ear.

You didn’t even say nothing right away. You just stood there, arms loosely wrapped around his waist, letting yourself melt into him. He rubbed slow circles on your back with one hand, the other resting low on your waist like he couldn’t decide if he wanted to be sweet or start acting up.

yea that was connie for you

“I missed you,” he mumbled with a smile against your forehead. “You know that?”

You looked up at him, eyebrows raised. “Boyyy,you just saw me this morning.”

He kissed his teeth and smiled. “That was damn near some hours ago. I almost facetimed you bout 5 times while i was out, you know i can’t stay away from you for long”

He said with another kiss on your head all while you laughed under him.

“mannn you be so dramatic sometimes”

“I be in love,” he corrected, pressing a lingering kiss to your cheek. ”it’s different ” he said while moving to the takeout bag.

You just stood there tryna hide your smile.

“Alright sooo I got your usual order,” he said, pulling out the containers with way too much pride, “and everything should be hot asf since they was taking forever to cook it. Like, I was this close to hopping over the counter and doing this shi mysel-”

I giggled. “Baby.”

“This close” he said as he held his finger apart dramatically 🤏🏼. “mfs had me ready to clock tf in. They had no fucking reason to take that long to fry some damn chicken ma.”

You shook your head, smiling as you came up beside him, watching him open the boxes like they were wrapped christmas gifts.

“Gon head n sit pretty. i’ll make the plates”

“con you don’t hav-“

He looked up at you with the most respectfully go sit yo ass down look you’d ever seen in your life. Eyebrows slightly raised, mouth pressed into that quiet little smirk, like he wasn’t gon’ say it twice.

“…Okay.”

“Thank you,” he replied like he just won a court case, already grabbing your favorite piece first.

You made your way over to the couch with your drink, muttering, “yo ass bossy for somebody that forgot my sauce last time.”

He pointed some plastic silver at you without even looking up. “And look how I corrected my mistake. Growth.”

You shook your head, smirking, but your heart was smiling too. You let him finish plating like he insisted, and once he passed you your food, y’all sat close—knee to knee, sharing little side glances and inside jokes between bites.

Connie kept reaching over to steal fries and act like he didn’t, chewing like he was innocent. You smacked his hand twice and he grinned through every offense.

with his overly hungry ass.

After dinner you both did y’all’s night routine and made it back to the bedroom to wine down

Connie laid in the bed scrolling on his phone waiting for you to get done in the bathroom. he had his hand held out for you as soon as you came out the bathroom.

Without a word, you took his hand, letting him tug you into his lap. He smiled against your temple as he pulled the covers over both of you, tucking you close as you settled into a comfortable silence just the two of you, wrapped up and right where you both wanted to be.

but of course his ass had something to say

“so you gon fall asleep and not give me no goodnight kiss? “

“one i’m not sleep yet, and two i was going to”

Connie just stared at you as you tried to keep your eyes open.

“mmcht yea aii”

you quickly gave him a peck on the lips and layed back down.

“that’s it? that lil weak ass kiss?” connie said with mock offense “nahhh try again. it’s too late to be playing with me”

you rolled your eyes as you kissed him longer and slower this time.

he smiled against your lips. “seee that wasn’t hard at all” he said as he rubbed your side.

you just shook your head with a smile

“good night con”

you say as you settle back on his chest,legs tangled with his under the blanket, close to dozing off again.

Connie kissed the side of your head, his voice low and lazy.

“good night, mami,” he mumbled. His hand slid from your waist down to rest just above your thigh, fingers tracing slow, lazy circles as you both drift to sleep.

forgive me for the late post🥲but i quickly whipped this up when the thought came to my head. 😍i hope y’all liked this andddd thank y’all for the love on the last lil writing i did. request open or if you just wanna say some in it just put it there😛. okay byeeeezzzz

[connieboo4u]

ayyyyeee we made it to 20 followers in 4-5 daysss😛😛😛😛 i love y’all stinkabutts deownnnn

🌝ima try to post some today/tmmrw even if it’s something light

[connieboo4u]

so it’s posted(I tell her she so pretty). and i still feel like i need to rewrite it some more LMFAO. like ts was all over the place i’m srry. ima shorten it up/edit it some more next time so it won’t be so laggy.

but ay ima drop little one shots and headcannons in between to have some to post.

comment. request. message.

give me some feedback n thoughts or something to write. idk nm

[connieboo4u]

𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲.

synopsis- It was just a celebration and a reunion with friends—at least, that’s what you thought.

no warnings - just dramama ramama lamama aye

Incoming call from sashabae💞

The phone rings for a third time before you decide to finally answer it. You already figured she didn’t want shit, but then again… it could be anything knowing her ass.

As you roll over to reach for your phone under your pillow, you place it to your ear while still laying down.

“damn girl, are you in danger or some? Blowing my shi up early asl.”

You say as you hear shuffling on the other end.

“It’s literally 12 pm. GET YO ASS UP, n/n! The day damn near over—but that’s not what I was blowing your phone up about.”

Sasha responds loud asf in your ear.

“mmcht, well bitch it’s early for me.”

you get up some more and casually start doing your routine—brushing your teeth, washing your face, making some breakfast (yes bih we eating breakfast late asf and what? You the food police?), changing into a comfy fit, and fixing your hair before heading out to run some simple errands.

all while Sasha talks on the other line… yeah, this hoe can talkkkk.

“that’s besides the point. I was calling to see if you were down to go to this party at Ony’s. He doing a little party in celebration of his single dropping.”

“I’m pretty sure he sent you the invite since he sent it to everybody in the gc, but I know you barely check that shi anyway since we only talk in there when somebody planning something or somebody talking shi.”

“BUT you GOTSS to come to this one, n/n! When was the last time you came to a party, let alone seen everybody in person?”

Sasha says as she continues driving to God knows where. She’s always pushed you to get out and have some fun.

I mean, she was one of your best friends. She needed her HG for every ride she took—even the ones where she had to quite literally pull you into.

“shi… you might never know what might happen at this party to spark your little simple day-to-day life. I bet you’ll have fun. I mean shi, you used to have fun all the mfn time when we all used to hang out a lot. but then everybody kinda branched out on they own.”

sasha says, quickly collecting her reasons to get you out the house like usual. And she lowkey might be… right?

to be fair, you haven’t really pulled up to any parties lately. Not that you didn’t wanna go, but sometimes shit go left at big gatherings and you’d rather stay out of it. And when you did go? Trust—it was an in and out process.

but don’t get it twisted, the party most definitely got crunk asf when you pulled up. Don’t matter if you stayed an hour or 30 mins, the party stayed jumping.

andddd everybody did kinda drift apart. But not entirely! Everyone still kept in contact… a little bit.

everyone was kinda in the same world, but different cities almost. If that makes sense.

but maybe this one time you’ll come outside today—and maybe reconnect with everyone you haven’t heard from? You know damn well you haven’t seen Ony in months due to his rapping career taking off,he was always busy. But he made sure to reach out every now and then to check on you.

you briefly spoke to Armin, he had a lot of different movies and shows lined up since his acting career was on the rise. And Mikasa was pretty reachable as she was a creative director and I loved asking for different ideas, even if she suggest that I don’t need her input. But I ask anyways. You would occasionally see Eren flirting ass when you hung out with Connie and Sash. he stayed tryna holla at you. damn there putting down the same amount of effort connie put down,but the only difference was he was always blunt about it. He didn’t like how Connie would act towards me,sometimes even saying he was leading me on but I knew deep down there had to be more to it. Atleast i hope there was.

Don’t get me wrong Eren jokes too, almost to the point you couldn’t tell if he was serious or not since he can goof around about a lot of shit. But anyone who was close with him could see he masked the truth being laid back about everything,him and connie were so alike yet so different. Eren was sweet but your heart still yearn to know what you and connie could be.

your homegirl saniyah was always one call away but she also had a lot going on with her makeup career taking off. You,her,and sasha was inseparable trio and still are.

And Jean was always gonna make his special appearance. He was pretty active with you through social media,and you guys would run into each other at different events he might’ve had to shoot for,but that was it.

And hey when we all link up it’s almost like nothing has changed.

But you really don’t know this time… this could really be a bad idea.

Before you can argue back with Sasha, you hear your phone buzz and loud ass knocks at your door.

New message from con 🩵

Ahh shit.

❀࿐ ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

You look down at your phone to see Connie sent a text—right as you make your way to the door to see who it was.

received at 12:47 PM

[con 🩵] ay ma, i know sasha alr told you bout the party tmmrw. you going?

You roll your eyes with a smile down at your phone as you text him back:

“idk yet.”

His ass stayed tryna link up in some type of way.

But at the end? Y’all stayed attached at the hip regardless.

Before you can hit send, you open the door—

“Girl what are you—”

“WE’RE GOING TO THAT PARTY—”

She cuts you off before you can even open the door good or say any mf thing.

Yup. That’s my bestie for you.

❀࿐ ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

Your phone buzzed in your hand as Sasha walked past you to sit in your living room area… but not before finding a snack in your kitchen.

Big back ahh.

While she does that, you look back down at your phone.

con 🩵

—new messages at 12:54 PM—

[con 🩵] ay ma, i know sasha alr told you bout the party tmmrw. you going?

[you] idk yet. you?

[con 🩵] mmcht. now yk sasha not letting yo ass stay at home 😒. and probably

[con 🩵] sooo i’ll see you there.

“With his sassy assss,” you say to yourself at his response, shaking your head.

As you and Sasha sit and catch up, you tell her everything you had planned for the day. She says y’all should have a girls’ day and go shopping to get cute for the party.

And shiii… she knows you can never say no to a mall trip together.

Let alone getting your nails and shi done too?

Yeaaaa f it. WE’RE going to that party.

❀࿐ ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

You and Sasha went and ran your little errands, and she ended up picking up a couple of things herself.

Then y’all headed toward the mall and went mfn craaazyyy.

Y’all always knew how to make a quick trip turn into a full day.

You and Sasha went into all these different stores: Urban Outfitters, Sephora, Garage, Bath & Body Works, Victoria’s Secret, Foot Locker, and any little pop-up boutiques y’all could find.

Safe to say, me and Sasha never gave simple when it came to shopping for an occasion.

IDC if we were going to a a release party (from jail) for a cousin that’s not even ours—the fit was gonna match and we were gonna have TS AWNNN.

After me and Sasha did our damage at the mall—bags in our arms—we skip back to the car like we didn’t just blow a bag.

Half of the shi wasn’t even part of the fit for the party 😭.

We just be buying shi cause we liked it… and wanted it.

We made one last stop to our favorite spot to get our toes and nails done.

As the lady finished with my toes, I got ready to show her my nail inspo, while Sasha sat across from me, still waiting on her toes to be finished—but of course, she showed me her nail inspo first.

❀࿐ ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

After all that? We grabbed some food before heading back to my house, sitting in the living room eating and talking about any and everything.

“So he asked if you were coming?”

Sasha said as she wiggled her eyebrows, popping a fry in her mouth from the Wingstop bag.

“Yesssss,” I said with an eye roll.

“He be tryna make sure he there to cockblock all them dudes that be up on you,”

Sasha said back before taking a sip from her drink.

“I sweaaarrrr that’s yo husband—like, ughhh—y’all too cute.”

She giggled as I playfully nudged her.

“Girl hushhhh. Me and Connie are just friends. I don’t think he see me that way fr—no way,”

I said as I kept eating my food.

“Mhm. He call you all type of pet names, lets you hear his beats and songs first, y’all got matching jewelry, he stay flirting with you, lets you aux in his car with no questions, and the mf never stops talking about you when someone brings you up, uses your lingo like y’all twins or some, and don’t let no dude take up too much of your time or waste it…But y’all just friends, right?”

Sasha said like it was the most obvious thing ever—and like I was a damn fool for not seeing it.

Maybe I did see it.

But was it worth risking our friendship?

Me and Connie been friends for years. Why change that now?

“Mmcht… well even if that was the case, I’m not confronting his ass about it. He can come to me and say it,”

I replied as I wiped my hands with a napkin.

“Sooo you’re not denying your feelings for him?”

Sasha said as she pushed her empty Wingstop box to the side.

…I didn’t respond.

Sasha smiled and softly laughed.

“Your secret safe. and been safe with me, n/n. And you right. He needa man up and stop playing. Nobody got time to wait on somebody to confess some shi they been knew for years. But with y’all bond? I don’t see him going nowhere else. He’ll be the biggest dummy if he did.”

“Besides, the last thing he need is sombody randomly making a real move—especially if it’s before he do.”

I looked back up from scrolling my phone and laughed.

“You right, Sash. and what you mean? sombody else like who?”

Sasha paused and thought about what to say next.

but then she shrugged with a laugh

“I mean… he not the only one that be lookin’ at you a certain way,”

she said as she typed on her phone

“But aye—I think Connie gon’ fold just like a flip phone soon, so he don’t even matter.”

“GUHHH”

I roll my eyes with a laugh

“Stop playing with me. and you tryna have a sleepover tonight?”

I gesture to her reaching for my throw blanket getting more and more comfortable

“Uhhh duhhh wtfff? I’ll be damned if I leave now after getting comfortable n shit”

Sasha said, and we both laughed hard asf.

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Night of the Party — 6:34 PM

Me and Sasha were getting ready for the party that wasn’t even supposed to start until an hour later.

Me AND her got up from MY bed earlier today, since she ended up falling asleep there after we spent the night sharing posts on Instagram and talking shi.

She ain’t even make it to the guest room that’s basically damn near her room at this point.

Once it got closer to party time, we started doing our little routine to get ready while

“EAT ME!” by Rico Nasty blasted in the background.

After Sasha changed into her fit, she helped me take my curls down from the twists they were in.

Since I already had my fit on, I started doing my makeup while Sasha got started on her hair.

After I finished, she hit me with the—

“I can never get my eyeliner that mfn clean. Do it for meeeee.”

Tell me why some simple eyeliner turned into a full ass beat?

She better be glad I love her.

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After we applied our finishing touches—perfume, accessories, all that—I pulled out some sparkly glitter spray I’d been meaning to try.

And of course, Sash was down.

We started lightly spraying ourselves, the shimmer catching in the light and giving us a soft, sparkly glow.

“Okayyy frennnn”

I said as I hyped her up through the mirror while she put her earrings in.

“Ouuu girl, you look so goodddttt, connie can’t handle allat”

Sasha said, already pulling her phone out to take some mirror flicks together.

“BYEEE. And alright, I think we’re ready.”

I said after we posted our pics to our stories—letting the likes start rollin’ in.

We made our way out the door and jumped in Sasha’s car, blasting Latto – “Somebody” the second we pulled off.

“ALL I WANT IS YOU BOY, ALL I WANT IS YOUUU”

we screamed in unison, both cracking up mid-verse.

As Cardi B – “Outside” started playing, I pulled out my phone and started recording for my Insta stories.

Me and Sasha started cutting up for the camera, singing the lyrics like we were at a sold-out show.

I scrolled through my phone, responding to all my hgs’ replies and thanking them for the love.

Then I saw it.

@𝙘𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮.

I tapped on his page. Looked like he was already at the party.

Him, Eren, and Ony had a few flicks together on his story.

And he looked good asfffff.

My good googly God.

Shi, they all did—but you know lmfao.

Right after, my phone buzzed again.

@𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮

@𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙩: replied to your story: ho is you Lipton? cause you teaaaa 🤏🏻🤏🏻🤏🏻 or whatever y’all be sayin.

@𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙮𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮

@𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙮𝙖𝙝𝙝𝙝𝙝 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮: 😍😍😍

I reacted 😂 to jean message and showed my phone to Sasha as we slowed to a stop.

“GIRLLL, but did he lie?”

Sasha said back, trying to catch her breath from laughing.

After Sasha parked, we grabbed our purses and hopped out the car, heading straight into the party.

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When we stepped inside the party, Big Boogie – “Left Right” blasted in our ears, and it was lowkey packed asfffff.

Like damn, all y’all niggas came out tonight?

I already wanted to leave, but once I found my groove, I knew I’d be straight.

As me and Sasha were greeting people we knew—and a few we didn’t—Eren spotted us across the room.

Now his tall ass was making his way over.

“damnnnn, I wasn’t expecting to see you here”

Eren said as he gave me a hug.

He had his hair in his signature half-up, half-down style, a black shirt, washed jeans, and a silver chain hanging from his neck.

His fit was calm… but had the bitches breaking they necks to get a glimpse.

Yeah, his cocky ahh loved that.

“Yea, Sash convinced me to come,”

I said back, shrugging slightly.

He looked over at Sasha and nodded.

“Preciate that, Sash. Didn’t think I’d see her fine ass in person no more.”

He flashed a lazy grin as his tatted arm was still resting on my side from the hug, fingers slightly tickling.

Sasha just gave him a thumbs up, barely paying attention since she was talking to some of our hgs that had also pulled up.

“WAI-BOYY-, ayy NA. STOPP-”

I said, laughing as I nudged him away, finally freeing myself.

Me and Eren went back and forth with our usual banter—talking shit and play-flirting—until I heard my name being called.

I turn around and see Ony and Connie standing behind him.

“Ayyyy n/n, I’m glad you could make it.”

Ony said as he pulled me into a side hug.

“It’s been a good little while since I’ve seen you. You look good.”

He smiled, flashing his bottom grills as he leaned back from the hug a bit to look down at me.

“Yea, I knowww. and ALSOOO congrats on your new single!”

I said back.

He thanked me, nodding.

“Thanks. It’s been a rough ride, but I’m glad this shit finally out.”

Ony had on a custom Louis Vuitton jacket with a matching white top and bottoms. Rings flooded one hand, and a blinged-out chain sat heavy on his neck.

“Aii now.”

Connie finally spoke up from behind him.

Ony smirked as he stepped aside, revealing Connie standing there.

He had on a long sleeve black shirt with matching black denim jorts, and a cap to top it all off. His fit was so simple but so him.

Soon enough, Connie stepped up to me to get his own hug.

As he leaned down to kiss my cheek and pull me in, I caught his scent—musky, woodsy, clean.

It was the perfect balance of strong and soft.

He rocked me side to side in the hug for a second before we pulled away.

It was warm, welcoming, and maybe a little too long for “just friends”…

But shiii—who was I to complain?

“You look so pretty, mami. But that’s some everyday shi for you,”

He leaned down and said low in my ear, soft and easy.

“AYYY, bring y’all hugging asses on so we can get some pictures together. Damn.”

Jean said with a playful eye roll as he stood off to the side, where most of the friend rotation and a few new faces were posted up, holding his camera in hand.

As me and Connie turned to look at each other, we shared a knowing look and laughed quietly to ourselves after hearing what Jean said about us.

He gave me that same grin—dimples peeking, eyes all low—then shook his head like Jean talk too much, and leaned down to whisper real low:

“They always on some bs when it come to me and you.”

I raised my eyebrows, smirking.

“Me and you?”

He playfully squeezed my side before grabbing my hand and guiding me through the sea of bodies to make our way toward the others.

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Once we reached the group, Sasha spotted us and nudged our other homegirl Saniyah, who was standing on the other side of her.

They both shared a look that said “just friends my ass” as they watched us walk in hand-in-hand.

Jean caught the moment and snapped a couple photos.

The area we were in was a little less crowded than the front entrance, giving us space to catch up and vibe. Once Jean spotted us, he gave me a quick hug and dabbed Connie up.

Saniyah came over to give me a hug too—it had been a minute since I’d seen her.

“Awhh look at you!”

She said as she made me spin around, eyeing my fit.

Sasha hyped me up from behind her like she always do.

“It’s been so longggg, but I’m glad our little trio could reunite.”

Saniyah said as she pulled me and Sasha in for a group hug.

Jean started taking shots of our entire interaction, along with random flicks throughout the night.

“ALRIGHT, EVERYBODY TOGETHER ON 3—2—”

I was standing in between Sash and Saniyah, while everyone else squeezed in around us. After snapping a few more group photos—and even getting someone else to take a couple so Jean could hop in—we all started branching off throughout the venue.

While I was talking to Saniyah and Sasha, Saniyah got nosy as hell like clockwork.

“Sooo y’all just friends? How fucking long y’all just been friends for?”

She asked as she started recalling all the little moments between me and Connie that gave way more than just friends.

“That’s what I saidddd!” Sasha chimed in, dramatic as ever.

“But he need to own up to it for real instead of just acting like y’all already done confessed and living happily ever after.”

Me and Saniyah both nodded in agreement—because Sasha wasn’t lying.

But just like he wasn’t being true to himself (if that was the case), I wasn’t being all that straightforward with him either.

Did he even see us as anything more than friends? Or was he just friendly as hell?

I didn’t know anymore. But I knew I wasn’t trying to get my feelings hurt behind no “what if.”

As Saniyah started talking about her current little situationship and the mess she had going on, me and Sash caught her up on our lives too.

From Sasha’s boyfriend thinking she sneaking around with her ex,

To me busting my ass tryna learn how to skateboard for a YouTube video,

To all the other BS we go through on a regular.

It felt just like old times—the three of us yapping, and running our damn mouths about anything our mind can muster up.

Trust, every time we linked up, a time was had, honey.

We damn near need our own podcast, ngl.

But mid-sentence…

I felt something.

That stare.

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I blinked mid-laugh as Sash and Saniyah already caught on—

they had been spotted him staring.

I paused for a second.

Then turned around—

And of course, there he was.

Connie.

He was sitting in the little section Ony had set up for him and his homeboys,

all of them passing around a blunt.

And of course it was the blunt tucked behind Connie’s ear from earlier.

His eyes stayed on me as he took a hit, passing it back to Eren.

He didn’t look away.

He just nodded his head and smirked—

that “yea, I see you” type smirk.

I turned back around slowly, now just standing there listening to Saniyah and Sash talk they ass off.

I could still feel his eyes on me.

It felt… comforting in a way.

Like he wasn’t gonna let nun happen to me in these big scenes.

Even while he laughed and talked with everybody around him,

he kept stealing glances like he couldn’t help himself.

Let me shut my delusional ass up.

“I don’t know who worse—you or him.”

Saniyah said as she sipped on her cocktail.

“See, I wanna say both,”

Sasha added,

“but Connie be acting like people not even around him whenever you anywhere near.”

“Oh hushhhh. You and your man’s be the same.”

I said, looking at Sasha.

“And you and Armin used to be the same too, Saniyah, when y’all was messing around together?”

I raised an eyebrow at her.

“Ion know bout all that.”

Saniyah waved me off.

“But the way Connie will literally put anything on pause just to give you all his attention is some different.”

She glanced in his direction.

“He acts as if y’all on some it’s just us and nobody else around type shit.”

Sasha nodded her head dramatically in agreement.

“Exactlyyyy.”

Just when I was about to respond to Saniyah—and attempt to defend myself in a losing ass battle—

I felt something behind me.

Someone.

“So you gon stand here and act like you don’t see me watching yo ass?”

A voice said behind me, low and teasing.

I already knew who it was.

“Boy, I don’t know wtf that’s supposed to mean.”

I said back to him, cause…

what was any of that supposed to mean fr fr?

“Mmcht. Aii.”

He said back to me.

“Yo ass know you be spawning outta nowhere when it come to n/n. Damn.”

Saniyah said to Connie, side eyeing him hard.

“Damn, so now I can’t even speak to my girl no more?”

Connie said back, calm as ever.

My girl.

He better stop playing with my ass fr now—cause whattt?

Sasha and Saniyah shared a look as their eyes grew big like some damn owls, both catching that little slip.

Sasha opened her mouth to comment but Saniyah beat her to it.

“Mhmm, so that’s why you been all over her all night? Since that’s your girl n all.”

Saniyah said with all the sass she could muster.

“Yeaaa, and every time a dude try to talk you over there mean-mugging somebody.”

Sasha said, backing Saniyah up like always.

Connie paused.

Not in shock or embarrassment—but like he was mentally saying Here y’all go.

He didn’t look nervous. He just looked at me, then back at them, letting out a little laugh as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Y’all dragging it.”

He said with that usual chill, nonchalant tone.

In all honesty, Connie knew he meant every word he’d just said.

But he wasn’t tryna unpack all that—not here, not in front of everybody.

He’d been planning to say something tonight. Something real.

But the longer he waited, the more nervous he got.

It felt like everybody already knew anyway.

And they did.

But what he was mostly worried about…

was somebody telling you before he could.

Before it was too late.

“Dragging it like how you been dragging behind her like a damn lost dog? Yea okay, Connie.”

Saniyah said, sipping her drink.

Connie shrugged, smirking like it was no big deal.

“And? Don’t forget I got that dawg in me.”

Sasha shook her head while sipping her drink, while Saniyah sighed.

I laughed lightly.

“Mannn, Connie be quiet.”

I said, turning to look at him.

“Tell them to get off my ass then, ma.”

He said with a mock sad face, gesturing at Sash and Saniyah.

“Boy please, you can barely get off her ass.”

Saniyah clapped back without skipping a beat.

“Aii, na. Stay outta grown folks business.”

Connie said with a mock serious face as he hovered down behind me.

And just like that, we all busted out laughing.

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As the night continued, more pictures and videos were being taken—

they even ended up cutting a celebration cake for Ony.

I stood around talking to our little circle,

catching up with Mikasa and Jean on what’s going on with them,

briefly talking to Armin—lowkey third wheeling once Saniyah joined the convo,

and of course, Ony goofy ass talking about an album he was working on with Connie.

he claimed nobody knew about yet, but he already leaked this shit bout three days ago. I think his ass forgot.

After a little more dancing on the dance floor I went to go talk to mikasa some more.

“Girl we gotta link uppp, cause I got this makeup brand deal and idk what I wanna do to promote it”

I said as I briefly locked eyes with Connie across the room but quickly looked away.

Mikasa caught that shit

“Tuhh, the way your videos,brand deal offers,and inspiration been spreading on the internet, I doubt you’ll ever need some advice from me.”

Eren was also watching me across the room and started to make his way up to me in the process.

Mikasa also caught this shit as well

she almost looked little nervous as she looked behind me at Eren making his way up. As well as glancing at Connie watching the whole thing happen.

“Damn it’s hard to get word with you. You been talking to people since you came in. Like damn this a meet and greet?”

i laugh. at Erens random appearance as he sips on a bottle of some shi i can’t even pronounce right now.

“ay what can i say. im loved around here”

Eren voice softens

“Yea…but aye I’ve been want-“

“Hey don’t you gotta play that song tonight that you and ony did?” Mikasa cut him off

Suddenly, I felt Connie’s hand graze my back.

“You tryna dip out for a min?”

He said low in my ear, just loud enough for me to hear him over the music.

“To where?”

I asked, side-eyeing him playfully.

“Man, chill out. I’m not taking you far. Just outside—shit loud asl in here.”

So with that, I politely excused myself from Mikasa and Eren as Ony was already about to snatch Eren to play the song they were working on together, and followed him out to a quiet little area just past the main room.

Nobody was out there.

It was peaceful—besides the faint thump of the music bleeding through the walls.

We posted up near a little balcony.

“You okay?”

I asked him as we leaned on the railing.

“Yeah.”

He said as he lit the blunt he’d stashed behind his ear.

“Just needed some air… but I wanted to catch you too.Y’know, before everybody and they mama tryna talk to you.”

“What you tryna say?”

I asked, glancing over at him.

“Ion know,”

He shrugged.

“I just like being around you.”

He said it like it was the most obvious answer in the world.

I smiled.

“Me too.”

We both got quiet.

The night air was loud.

He exhaled a cloud of smoke and looked over at me.

“Look… I really don’t wanna make shit weird between us.And I know Sasha, Saniyah, and hell—even Ony been on my ass about me not being honest with you.”

He started as he took one more hit and put the blunt out.

“Y/N… I like you. Way more than some fucking friends. Hell, in love even. I just didn’t wanna mess anything up between us. We already got a really strong bond. A bond I know I can always count on. And I just don’t know what I would do if I lost that.”

He said, his voice softening as he confessed what he’s been holding back all this time.

I stood there, not knowing what to say.

As he just stared back at me.

“Say something, n/n. Anything.”

He said desperately, almost as if this was the end of our friendsh—

“I love you too, Connie.”

Connie’s entire face lit up at that.

He started to lean down.

I closed my eyes.

But soon both our phones dinged.

It was Sasha and Ony asking where we were,

and that the party was wrapping up.

We both shared a look and laughed.

“Can’t do shitttt with they ass around.”

He said, shaking his head.

“How? They’re not even around, Connie. It’s just us.”

I say softly

Just us.

Yeah… she had that right, Connie said to himself.

He then started leaning down again, grinning, dimple peeking through and everything.

hands grabbing my waist… not letting go anytime soon.

Our lips connected.

but our little make-out session was cut off short since my phone went off—again.

It was Saniyah this time telling me to bring my ass,

since we were all gonna ride together.

Connie looked down at my phone.

“You gone?”

“Yea, probably.”

I said back.

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Soon we both made it back inside,

back to where Sasha and Saniyah were waiting outside, saying their goodbyes.

As we all walked to our cars—

we saw we were parked right next to each other—

Connie opened the passenger door for me and closed it gently.

“I’ll probably swing by tmmrw. So figure out where you wanna hit up and eat n’ shi. So we can also talk more…”

Connie said as he leaned into the car,

muttering that last part like we weren’t taking shit to the next level now.

Sasha and Saniyah acted like they didn’t hear shit,

or weren’t paying attention to what was going on.

“Okay.”

I say softly with a smile.

He smirked.

“Aii.”

He gave me a kiss on the cheek, and turned to get in his car.

He rolled the window down.

“Let me know when you make it home.”

He said before turning his music up and driving off.

Sasha and Saniyah just looked at me… smiling.

“What?”

“Nothing. Just let us know how the date go.”

Saniyah said.

“Huh—”

“Baby, he had your lip combo all over his lips. Y’all both had that MAC Chestnut and Fenty gloss combo on.”

“SANIYAH—!”

“OKAY SHI, LET ME SHUT UP!”

Sasha laughed hard asf as she started pulling out, getting ready to drop each of us off.

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I was the first to go home.

“We’re definitely linking up again before the week over with soooo clear y’all schedule n’ shi,”

Sasha said as she parked in front of my house.

“YESSSSS, cause I missed our little trio badddd like,”

Saniyah added.

“DUHHH, and text me when y’all make it home. AS SOON AS Y’ALL BOTH GET THERE TOO.”

I said as I gave both of them a hug.

“Yes ma’am,” they said at the same time,

watching me get out and head toward the door of my house.

Once I made it inside,

I texted Connie to let him know I made it and got ready for bed.

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Later that night,

I was chilling on my bed — skincare done, bare-faced, bonnet on,half scrolling through Insta stories before bed.

The posts were normal:drinks clinking, girls dancing, Ony popping bottles,Jean doing the most with his camera,Connie looking fine asl like usual.

One of the pictures was just me and Connie.I never realized how exclusive we looked to other people till now.

His hand on my waist.Him leaning his head down on my shoulder.Us smiling at each other like we’ve been married for five years already

it looked normal

It looked right.

And it felt like home.

Nothing forced and awkward. Just us being us with each other. Not to be bias, but we did look good asf together.

And tonight we finally were honest with each other and ourselves about our feelings.

He said he loved me.

And I said it back.

No games. No BS. He meant this shit for real.

But then my phone buzzed.

And it wasn’t Connie.

And when I looked down, I would’ve never expected this shit. At least not tonight.

Not from him.

[eren] “so y’all just gonna tongue wrestle n shi like i’m not breathing the same air😐”

You blinked.

WHAT??

Before you could even type anything, he sent another:

[eren]:

“he be tryna act all laid back when it come to you like he ain’t damn near SKIP across the party to get you.”

Skipping is crazy LMFAOOOO.

[eren]:

“idk if i’m being observant or just hating. either way y’all was pissing me off lowkey.”

You sit up some more,

cause damn, why he on 100 and it’s just 11???

[eren]:

“it’s just funny cause i had plans to do it you first. but it’s cool. i’ll let lil mouth wrestler have his moment.”

OOOO-KAYY.

Eren had to be drunk cause wtf.

You don’t even see him acting this weird out the blue for nothing…

WTF is going on fr?

And how did he even find that part out??

Me and Connie walked out together and we didn’t see none of the main rotation of our friend group since we went straight outside to our cars…

You blink again as you quickly type:

[you] “EREN??? how tf you even know about allat—”

And just as you typing,your phone buzzes again. this time from Sasha,

sending you somebody’s insta story?

[sashbae💕]

“bitch. check Ony story. right now. ts traveling like crazy.”

You switched to Insta so fast. Cause why she being so urgent about this??

You tap on Ony’s story, and it’s just the usual: him taking flicks with folks, recording shots, them lighting the sparklers on the cake…

Then BOOM — the last slide.

It’s a grainy mirror video Ony reposted, filmed by some random dude in the back hallway near the exit. He’s talking to the camera about the party for content sake, and for a second it’s just him and the crowd behind him…

Until he moves the camera juuust slightly.

And there you and Connie are.

Clear as mf day.

Pressed up on each other against the balcony door,Kissing.His hand gripping your waist like it belonged there. The whole thing caught in the reflection. just enough to be seen if you were paying attention.

And clearly…

people were.

Because you swipe up and see the viewer list on the post:

@𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙮𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡

@𝙢𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙖𝙠

@𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙩

@𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣.𝙙𝙩𝙭

@𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙮𝙖𝙝𝙝𝙝𝙝

…𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 247 𝙤𝙩𝙝-

OKAY damn. basically everybody saw it

fuck.

And then—

your phone buzzes.

[eren]

“y’all cute or whateva😒.”

You stared at the message like… what???

He couldn’t be serious right now.

[eren]:

“nah i’m hating a little.”

“i was tryna play it cool but ion even think he wanted you fr before tonight.”

“he just lucky i ain’t press harder when i had the chance.”

You sit up in bed, frowning.

What was he talking about?

He never said shit like this out loud before—at least not like this.

[you]:

“Eren… where tf is this coming from?”

He’s typing for a second before the bubble disappears.

Then-

[eren]:

“you knew i was feeling you.”

“you just ain’t wanna believe it cause i ain’t move like him.”

“but let’s be real, i BEEN on your ass.”

You blink. Because… he’s not wrong.

From all the teasing, back-to-back flirting, him occasionally saying how he felt about Connie taking too damn long to make a move on me. He was always reminding me to protect my heart and not wait up.

And maybe that’s why this stung a little.

Because he was.

For a so-called player… he had a heart.

I guess? I’m still confused

But how did i know he wasn’t playing me just like they say he do the rest of them?

Then the final message hits.

[eren]:

“but i get it. y’all got history n shi.”

“And i’m good if you’re good…

just wish shit turned out different

for me and you.”

Now i’m really just sitting here… staring at the screen.

what the fuck is really going on.

How the fuck did a party for a single turn into all this??

TO BE CONTINUED

idk where i’m taking this but i hope y’all like this one and yea. i tried to speed edit it so i’ll probably go back over it. lmk what should happen next before i just come up with some. do this even need a part two 😭? i’ll probably maybe a whole new story or some. alr byeezzzz

[connieboo4u]

im still here dont worry 😭was tryna figure out why my shi was messing up when u was tryna paste it from my notes but i understand it now

sooo turn ya notifications own shawty 💋im bout to post soon

[connieboo4u]

okayyyy so the fic bout done i just need to edit it on here some and it might be out tonight. 😭if i end up hating ts by tmmrw trust there will NAWT be a part two 😔unless y’all really really want it.

sooo be on the look out! byeezzz

[connieboo4u]

a little teaser for y’all

when we stepped inside the party Big Boogie- Left Right blasted in our ears and it was lowkey packed asfffff. like damn all y’all niggas came out tonight? i already wanna leave but once i find my groove i’ll be straight.

as me and sasha was greeting people we knew and also didn’t eren spotted us across the room and now making his tall ass over to where we was at.

damnnn i wasn’t expecting to see you here

eren said as he gave me a hug

eren had his hair in his signature half up half down with a black shirt, and washed jeans, with a silver chain hanging from his neck. his fit was calm but had them bitches breaking they neck to get a glimpse of him. yea his cocky ahh loved it.

yea sash convinced me to come

i say back

he looks up at sasha

preciate that sash. didn’t think i’ll see her fine ass in person no more

he said with a lazy grin tickling my side since his tatted arm was still resting there after the hug. sasha just gave him a goofy ahh salute as she was talking to some of our hgs that also pulled up to the function.

boyyy STOOPP- ayy chill OUT na

i say laughing as i nudge him away from me freeing myself. me and eren went back n forth on our usual banter shi until i hear my name being called.

i turn around and see ony and connie behind him

ayyyyy n/n i’m glad you could make it.

ony said as he pulled me into a side hug

it’s been a good little while since i’ve seen you. you look good he said with a smile showing his bottom grills as he leaned back from the hug a little to look down at me

yea i know but i’m here and thank youuu. ALSOO congrats on your new single!

i said back to him

thanks it’s been a rough ride but i’m glad this shit finally out.

ony said as he was wearing a custom louie jacket with matching white top and bottoms. he also had some rings on one hand and a blinged out chain on his neck.

aii now.

connie spoke up behind him

ony moved out the way with a smirk revealing connie behind him.he had on a long sleeve black shirt with matching black denim jorts,and a cap to top it all off,along with a blunt stashed behind his ear ready to be lit.his fit was so simple but so him.soon enough connie stepped up to me to get his own hug.

as he leaned down to give me a kiss on the cheek and hugged me i could smell his musky woodsy clean cologne. his scent was the perfect balance of strong and soft. after rocking me side to side we finally broke the hug.

the hug was definitely warm,welcoming,and maybe too long for friends. but shiii who was i to complain?

you look so pretty mami. but that’s some everyday shi for you.

he said to me as he leaned down so i can hear him better.

but before i could respond good someone interrupts me.

AYYY bring y’all hugging asses on so we can get some pictures together. damn.

jean said with a playful eye roll as he stood from the side where everyone else that was in our friend rotation and a couple new faces was standing,as he held his camera in his hand.

as me and connie turned to look at each other we shared a knowing look and laughed to each other after hearing what jean said about us. he playfully squeezed my side as he grabs my hand to walk through the sea of bodies as we make our way to the others.

OKAY so i took bout 40 some mins just to figure out what i was gonna put for the teaser without putting too much 😭 then i got a little shy about posting my work so go easy on me ✋🏽😔 ik y’all see this account fresh asf.

request are open sooo if you got an idea or just wanna say some shi go for it 😛

but hopefully this will be out today and if not monday 🥲as i’m still cleaning the fic up as well adding to it.

and i hope when it’s done y’all like it

OKAYYY BYEEEEZZ

[connieboo4u]

ouuuuu shiii y’all ready for these one shots and drabbles coming y’all way soon? x black readers i’m coming for that asssssss🌝

also where tf the fluff at? like damnnnn🙍🏽‍♀️. cause y’all bout freakier than a mffff around here bro