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imaginesntingz · 4 years ago

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Haikyuu Headcannons: When they’re obsessed with your 🍑 (Oikawa Tooru, Ukai Keishin, Kozume Kenma)

Warnings: Swearing, not super explicit/nsfw, but suggestive content so I’ll put it below the cut just in case

A/N: What’s good everyone? Here’s something that I’ve stayed up way too late working on. It’s 5 in the morning and I’ve forgotten my own name. Let me know if y’all want a continuation with other characters. They all ended up being setters in this one so I just went with it I guess. All characters are aged up and 18+. I hope you enjoy! Please don’t copy any of my writings. My content is originally written and I put a lot of time and effort into each piece. Ask me before reposting.

Oikawa Tooru:

Of course he’s respectful when you’re in public, but that doesn’t mean he hasn’t noticed the way that new skirt he bought you last week accentuates your ass in justtt the right way.

You’ve caught him staring a few times and he always plays innocent like the sly little shit that he is.

You called him out once, but you know your mans is dramatic

“You wound me, (y/n) chan! What kind of a man do you take me for? I’m a gentleman! Honestly it’s not all that impressive anyways”

“Sounds like someone’s projecting”

“(Y/N), YOU TAKE THAT BACK RIGHT NOW!”

“You blatantly asked for the smoke, so I kindly obliged~”

“I was just kidding, baby! Why’d you have to come for me like that? 😭😭😭😭”

You had one brattykawa on your hands after that one. Dats tough

Anywhooo

Once you two are alone OOF. This. Bitch. Is. SHAMELESS.

He can’t keep his hands off of you. Doesn’t matter the size or shape

Your ass = Tooru magnet

He could pick you out in a crowd of people based on that booty alone

You’ll be cuddling on the couch, you're on top with your head on his chest just watching a movie and enjoying each other’s presence. Then BAM he’s got both cheeks in each hand, squeezing and kneading firmly

“Neee, (y/n) chan~ You’re so soft, baby girl~ How is that even allowed? Damn you’re so gorgeous, princess”

You: Head Empty

You're bent over the kitchen island scrolling through your phone? This mans is playing patty cake on your buns. Those setter hands are dangerously powerful. Of course he knows how to restrain himself as to not hurt you but whew some of those spanks leave you deliciously breathless and your little gasps are like music to his ears… which usually leads to other tingzzzzz and Tooru teasing you for walking funny the next day

Could his ego get any bigger? I don’t know if we’d survive it

Wearing his favorite pair of leggings or those cute pajama shorts? It’s on sight. You’re trapped beneath this painfully beautiful brat of a man and you wouldn’t have it any other way

And lawwdd if you know how to twerk. He might just faint on the spot

RIP Oikawa it was for a good cause

Ukai Keishin:

Oh boy

Keishin gives me serious ass man vibes. Idk what it is

He worships you in every way possible, but that ass holds a special place in this cranky man’s heart

After a long day of working with crops, managing the store and volleyball practice, this man is tired and grumpy. Hinata somehow managed to almost meet his eternal rest when he was nearly hit by a TRUCK and a CAR and a BIKE and a STATIONARY POLE trying to outdo Kageyama while racing in the neighborhood. He swears those kids have taken at least ten years off his life span.

This man is v stressed

So when he comes home to find you reading in bed on your stomach in nothing but his t-shirt and those sexy panties that show off that beautiful bum… Honestly he could’ve cried he was so geeked.

He teared up a bit ngl (He’d never admit it tho)

This guy swan dived into bed, wrapping his arms around your waist, nuzzling his face into your glorious cakes

“Bad day, hon?”

“Mmmphh”

He took a fat nap right then and there

He was so bitchy and whiny when you woke him up to change sleeping positions (as long as you let him slip a hand on a cheek when you got comfortable, he’s a happy camper)

He just loves feeling the warmth and weight of it in his hands, it’s comforting to him and feels super grounding idk

But boy oh boy does this man love to give it a good smack or two or ten

Watch out bb 😈

He’ll spank you anywhere anytime, but he’s real sneaky about it in public….until he’s not LOL. It just depends on the environment and who is around

Like Oikawa, the strength in those setter hands will have you shOOk to the core especially a seasoned one like Kei

One time you were doing your morning stretches, slipping into downward dog and HO. NEY. Keishin was already pulling you flush against his pelvis and smacking that 🍑 like a djembe drum until tears pricked your eyes. Your whole body was vibrating with desire it was WILD

“Ohhhh, sweetheart. You are a work of fucking art, you know that? You’re not going anywhere today. That’s a promise.”

And that’s how you ended up with twins. Not sorry.

10/10 would recommend

Kozume Kenma:

Listen Linda

It took a while for you to notice

But Kenma is truly OBSESSED with the booty

It took him a while to even admit it to himself tbh

He would look away immediately when he caught himself staring

And he may have appeared chill on the surface but blondie was internally screaming as you literally sat on top of him while he was gaming

He was so hesitant poor bb was overthinking it so hard. He just didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable or think he was weird etc etc

It was confirmed to you when you started waking up in the middle of the night to a fully unconscious Kenma giving your ass subtle squeezes in his sleep

You’ll literally have to sit this man down and be super direct about it

Once you give him the go ahead chillle it’s on and poppin

Only when y’all are alone of course cuz as we know, Kenma is v shy and a very private person

He’s not the pda type in general

Again, he loves it when you sit on top of him when he’s playing video games. Especially when you straddle him. His hand does this smooth slide down your back that sends shivers down your spine before settling over the swell of your butt. He’ll give the occasional rub and caresses your thigh softly. Another muse of his. Kenma LIVES for your thighs. Would happily be suffocated by them. Whoops. Squeeze them around his waist or grind into his lap and you’ll be on your back faster than you can say yes please

When you’re cuddling, he’ll just start jiggling that cake in his hands. He finds it fascinating, soothing and unbelievably hot all at once. The perfect combination in his opinion.

“ . . . Kenma?”

“Hm?”

“Watcha doin back there?”

*continues in concentrated silence*

“Babe??”

“. . . You’re like a sexy human stress ball . . So soft . . So cute . . So squishy . .”

“Ummmkay?”

My mans is hypnotized. He would do that shit for hours if you let him let’s be real. That thang is thangin

He would buy you ALL of the jeans, leggings, shorts, dresses, hoodies, crops, shirts, skirts. Everything and anything that fits your body type in all the right places, Kenma is on it and good lord is he invested. He absolutely spoils you. Blondie bae is surprisingly good at keeping your style in mind while also pushing you to try new things that end up making you look stunning. Big ups

The only time Kenma has spanked you was in retaliation. You wanted to see his reaction to being spanked. So once when he was distracted by his switch, you slowly walked up behind him and SMACK

Kenma nearly dropped the damn switch 😤 You’ve never seen this boi whip his whole body around and bend you over so fast

Two swift yet heavy blows to your backside had you rethinking your whole life. Everything about that moment lives in your head rent free

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milliumizoomi · 4 years ago

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Tiktok Challenge: Take it

Pairings: Midoriya x POC Fem! Reader, Bakugou x POC Fem! Reader, Kirishima x POC Fem! Reader

All characters aged up!

For those who don’t know the dance, here.

A/n: I literally just saw this on tiktok and went Y E S💀

Midoriya

So lemme give y’all he run down.. my manz was OUT

Like on the street when this happened

He was out with the boys of class 1-A

They was just chilling having a nice time yk

While you were with the girls of class 1-A at home

Basically y’all had a girls and boys day

The boys had gone to a movie and then a restaurant to go eat.

They had already ordered so they was just waiting

Things get hot from here luv👀

They were all on they phones and signing autographs

Cuz ppl recognized them

Then all of a sudden Kaminari literally SCREAMED out

“MIDORIYA! YO YOU HAVE GOT TO SEE THIS!” Kaminari yelled sticking the phone in Midoriya’s face

“Alright! Just calm down Kaminari you’re drawing attention!” Midoriya answered.

“Damn loud mouth” Bakugou chimed in too. “Nerd lemme see what that dumbass was so hyped for anyways.” He said again.

“Alright Kacchan but I haven’t seen it either-“

“Just shut up and watchhhh!” Kaminari urged.

They all just rolled their eyes and soon enough all the boys, including Kaminari, crowed around the phone.

And when I tell you their jaws dropped to the FLOOR

It was on tiktok was of you ofc and you were with the other girls doing the dance

Mind y’all, y’all were wearing the little pajamas the he absolutely loves on you, which were these.

So when y’all was lifting up your legs and y’all thang was thanging, nobody could move

They were stuck, especially Midoriya

His eyes was just following you. Your braids were swings and your skin was glowing.

And luv best not forget that your nails were done.

You and Mina did the dance together and when I tell you it was just ass and thighs EVERYWHERE.

And then the others girls hyping y’all up in tha back.

They was clapping ‘nd making people know wassup

And not to mention the comments, they were thirsty asl.

You had guys and girls in your comments talking bout some “ma I’m tryna treat you right” and “damn girl you gotta man👀”

Dudes literally said power off like not one even fidgeted

Next thing yk you at home with the girls getting all these texts from the Midoriya

He saying “Angel.. My love.. I saw you dancing on Tiktok with the girls.. I’m not sure what you think you doing yk all that’s for me”

GIRL YOU WERE SHOOKKKK

Like is this the same man who be stuttering over his words 24/7??

Talking to you like this??

Chile..in the next couple minutes, the girls were outta the house while Midoriya hauled ass to the room with you over his shoulder.

Bakugou

So boom (no pun intended💀🤚🏽)

My man was working

Just in his office, doing some paperwork at his agency then later he was supposed to go on patrol

He was just minding his business, just doing his job

That was until the bakusquad started FaceTiming him none stop

Like ignored the call ATLEAST 5 times but they would not give up

He eventually just got fed up with the constant calls and answered the phone

“What the hell do you want?! Do you realize I’m working?!” Bakugou yelled at them, rolling his eyes.

“Dude you are NOT gonna be working when we show you this video..!” SERO said having a nervous grin

“Hah? What video?! You called me for a stupid ass video?!” Bakugou called out.

“Trust me Bakugou.. you’re gonna find it far from stupid” Mina chimes in, scratching her head

“Y-“ Bakugou started.

“No shush, I’m gonna send it to the chat now” Kaminari said

“.. Did dunce face just shush me?!” Bakugou said.

“We’ll talk about that later..! Now watchhhh” Kirishima said.

“Whatever” Bakugou said as he rolled eyes and went to the chat.

He clicked on the video and when I tell you he literally CHOKED

His brain? Factory Resarted

Who do you think you are shaking your ass like that all up in the camera

And it made it no better that you were doing this in one his custom made hoodie after the shirt he had in high school.

The bakusquad was laughing at Bakugou cuz manz looked like he was DROOLING

“Ight ima talk to y’all later I got an important phone call to make..” Bakugou said and hung up and called your ass IMMEDIATELY

You was just chilling when you got the call and when I tell you this man told you ALL the things he was finna do to you when he got home

Girl the hairs in your head was shaking

Your braids? They were shivering and that don’t happen much

Miss maam when he got home..

Let’s just say he had your black behind walking like your legs were broken the next day

Kirishima

The poor man was in a interview

ON LIVE TELEVISION

And you gon’ do him like this???

He was in the middle of answering the interviewer’s questions when his phone just started buzzing nonstop

He wanted to look but once again.. ✨live television✨

He had to ignore them until the commercial break but he was glad that nobody could hear it buzzing

After the break came on he hurried to look at his phone quickly

Now to side track I just KNOW this man follow you on tiktok I just know it.

And your notification was on his phone but he ain’t see it and went straight to where Kaminari and Mina were spamming his messages

One of Kaminari’s said

“IDK IF YOU GOT THE NOTIFICATION BUT YOU NEED TO GO ON Y/N’S TIKTOK RN”

Kirishima was L O S T

He read the rest of Kaminari’s messages the went to Mina’s where she was basically saying the same thing

Mina was saying “KIRIII YOUR GIRL GETTING IT ON TIKTOK AND SHE LOOKING FINE TOOO”

Now he was like “hmmm I gotta see this now”

So he closed out of his messages and went on tikitok and when he opened it immediately yours was the first to pop up and it had thousands of likes

He froze at the sight of you.

There you were, in the female version of his hero costume.

Shaking your thicc behind self all up in the screen

Even when you was barely moving everything was jiggling

Manz had to cover his phone and hurry to put it in his pocket when the commercial break was over

He was literally SWEATING while his mini ‘shima was abt to make an appearance in this interview if these ppl ain’t hurry up

He could not focus at all

He was fidgeting all over the place and all he could think of was you in a recreation of his hero costume

He looked EVERYWHERE but at the interviewer so he wouldn’t crack

Best believe when that interview was over than man moved like the he was running for his life

Manz was GONE in the blink of an eye

Them interviewers while so confused when Kirishima was screaming thank you at them while he bolted out the door.

Meanwhile you just finished making some other tiktoks to post later

Mind you, you had already changed out of your costume

When all of a sudden, in a matter of minutes, the door just busted open with Kirishima huffin’ and puffin’ at the door.

Manz was look mad ASF

Girl u almost pitched right tf over

You went to swinging cuz the door was right behind you and you almost hit him until he grabbed your hand mid swing

When you looked up and realized it was him chile ya whole body relaxed

“DAMMIT! Eiji you scared the crap outta me! Don’t do that!” You screamed

“Be quiet brat..” Kirishima growled.

“Eiji what are you- AYE! BOY IF YOU DONT PUT ME DOWN!” You screamed when he threw you over his shoulder.

“I saw your Tiktok babe.. you looked so hot dressed up like me.. but you were shaking what’s mines.. you know better..” He said lowly.

You was trying your best to break free but my man had the grip of steel on you

You knew you wasn’t going nowhere soon

And chileeee...

The next few days after that, walking was a difficult task.

©Property of Miashimaa. Please don’t rectify, repost or modify without my permission.

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addictofsupernatural · 5 years ago

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The Outsiders (pt. 1)

Zed Necrodopolous x reader

Z-O-M-B-I-E-S Fanfiction

Summary: When you moved to Seabrook to get away from the drama of your past, you meet a sweet zombie who you can't get enough of.

Word Count: 1999

When you moved in with your aunt and uncle, they warned you that Seabrook was different. Your two cousins had also made this seem very important to know. It was a perfect place with perfect people, who scorned the ones that didn't fit it. Not that you cared. You were used to being different.

They also told you about the zombies. When your aunt spoke about them, it was with with pity, while your uncle talked about them with disgust. She was a clothing designer, and he was a zombie patrol policeman. It was partly her job to make the zombies' special clothing, and it was his job to patrol zombietown at night.

In all honesty they just peeked your interest. They just seemed like normal people that weren't recognized, and you thought about what it might be like for them to be outsiders as well.

Your mother had taught you that life is too short to care what people think, and that being mean to people was useless. So you put a smile on and tried to be happy with your new life. Maybe something good awaited.

You put on your white t-shirt and dark red skirt, and walked to school. As you headed to school, you saw your uncle on the zombie side of the fence for the school entrance. He got reassigned to watch over them. One of the zombies were looking at their class schedule, when it flew out of his hands and slid on the floor and through the fence. You picked it up, smiling at him as you went on your tippy toes to give it to him. "Here you go."

"Thanks." He smiled, and looked very handsome in your opinion. "I–"

Your uncle banged on the fence. "No trying to grab humans. Don't make me have to take you downtown."

"No, officer I was just trying to–"

"Zip it zombie. Leave the humans alone."

"No," you said. "He wasn't doing anything wrong. I was just handing him his paper."

"I don't care, get inside." Your uncle stared daggers into you.

"But–"

"I know you're new here, but I'll only say this once. When an adult tells you to do something, you do it. No questions asked. Maybe you weren't taught that where you're from, but things are different here." Your smiled quickly faded as you put your head down and walked inside. He didn't have to say that.

Zed watched you leave with a frown on your face. He didn't know who you were, but it still hurt him to see your smile leave like that. "Little piece of advice." The guard said. "Don't talk to the humans. Don't try to be chummy friends, because you can't. At the end of the day, she's normal and you're not." Zed didn't say anything as he went inside with Bonzo and Eliza.

As you walked with your head kept down, you accidentally bumped into a blonde girl. "Oh, I'm sorry!"

She kindly smiled at you. "It's okay. I'm Addison."

You nodded and smiled. "Y/n."

"So, are you gonna try out for the cheer squad?" She seemed very excited.

"Um, no." You tried to say kindly. "Don't get me wrong, I love dancing, but cheerleading isn't really my thing." She frowned and looked confused. "But I'd be more willing to help you out if you need a partner to practice with anytime."

Her smile perked up again. "Oh, that's so sweet. I would totally love that!" She excitedly took your hands. "Come on, you should meet Bree."

Into middle of first period, an alarm started to go off, and everyone began to panic. On the wall it said Z | ALERT and was flashing red, but you didn't really know what that meant. When you got out to a hallway, the zombie from before came running up in a panic. "Can you hide me somewhere?"

"Um." Was all that came out of you before you looked at a zombie safe room, grabbing his hand and you both going in. It was pretty much pitch black, and you led him to a wall for both of you to sit down on the floor. "So, I'm guessing the alarms are from you?"

You heard him let out a sigh. "I didn't mean to scare that girl, she just freaked out when she saw me. This wasn't really how I wanted my day to go."

"You mean you didn't want an angry mob of people after you?" You asked in a playful sarcastic tone.

"Well," he said. "Not like this."

"What?" You laughed out.

"I'm trying out for the football team today." He felt you get closer to him, and felt calmer. You didn't fear him. "I don't know if I'll make it, considering how my day's gone."

"No, I'm sure you'll make it! Everyone's really excited for the cheer tryouts, so pretty soon there'll be a whole swarm of people cheering for you when you make it."

"And what about you?" His voice became a little softer.

"Well, cheerleading isn't for me. I was hoping they'd have a dance class, but they don't. But hey, I wouldn't mind cheering for you at your games. Just in the crowds."

You turned your head to his dark figure. He chuckled, before saying, "I'm Zed."

"I'm y/n."

Just then the lights came back on and you saw his handsome smile, causing you to smile back. He was about to say something, when you both heard, "Y/n! There you are!"

You turned to see Addison with four other cheerleaders. "Gross!"

"Zombie germs!"

One of them tugged you away from Zed. "Look here Zombie, if one of my cousin's friends are caught around you again, it's going to get ugly. And as you can see, that's not in the cards for me." You looked at Addison, who said nothing. They then tugged you out of the room and away from Zed.

They dragged you to their trophy room. "Listen new girl," the main guy said. "We don't support freaks, and neither should you. You could maybe be cool if you tried out for the cheer squad. And lose that outfit. It's a little too dark for Seabrook. Speaking of outfits, you look like you could rock a cheer outfit."

You didn't want to be rude, so you responded with, "Um, that sounds pretty cool. I'll think about it."

The cheerleaders began to laugh. "Oh new girl, I like your humor. We'll see you there. C'mon cuz." They all then left.

At lunch you began to walk towards Addison, but she was bombarded by more cheerleaders, so you decided to not go over there. You looked around, and saw that someone had spilled their lunch all over the cafeteria floor. Principal Lee saw and groaned. "Can someone please go tell the janitor to clean this mess up?"

"I can!" You said eagerly. "I really don't mind."

"Well," she said, smiling as she looked you up and down. "It's nice to see such bravery for this school. He's in the basement." You smiled and nodded, heading over there. You walked down the stairs happily with your lunch tray.

Zed was excitedly telling his friends about you. "Yeah Bonzo. She even said she'd cheer me on at games. I'm really pumped right now, and I think she likes me."

"Yeah right." Eliza said. "It's just because she's new. Once she figures out that humans don't like zombies, she'll probably stay far away."

Zed gave Eliza a look before their teacher said, "Woah, there's no human students here."

Everybody turned to see you nervously standing there with your lunch tray. "Um, there was a spill in the cafeteria." You quickly set your tray down to hold the door open for the teacher. You then brought your tray over to Zed and his friends and smiled. "Hey."

"Hey." He looked surprised, but eventually smiled back.

"Is it okay with you guys if I stay here for lunch?"

Zed was about to speak, but Eliza cut him off. "You should probably stick with the cheerleaders if you really want to make the squad."

"Oh, I'm not a cheerleader, and I don't really wanna be one." You said as you sat down next to Zed. "They're a little too much for me. I probably wouldn't enjoy it. You should do something because it makes you happy, right?"

Eliza stared at you, but had a small smile on. "Um, yeah."

You turned to Zed. "So, I never apologized for the security guard."

"Oh, yeah. Did you know him or something, cause he was kinda being a jerk to the both of us."

You looked down, and felt heat spread onto your face. "Um, he's my uncle. I just started living with him and his family over the weekend. He's a bit stiff with me since we don't really see eye to eye on, um..."

"Zombikas?" Bonzo asked.

"Yeah. Sorry." You quietly said.

"So what if he finds out that we've been talking?" Zed asked.

"Then we'll just make sure he doesn't." Bonzo and Eliza gave each other a look as you and Zed smiled at each other. "So, I could go to your football tryouts after school. Maybe walk home together afterwards?"

"Really?!"

You shrugged. "Yeah. I don't have much going on after school anyways."

"Yeah, that sounds awesome. You could see me do thang in person."

You giggled, and the bell rang. "Okay, I gotta go. But I'll see you at the football field after school." You waved to all of them and hurried up the stairs.

As you were about to go to class, your cousin pulled your arm. "What were you doing in the basement?" She asked.

You shrugged and grinned. "Got lost. Oops." You then walked into class.

After school you walked to the football field and found him waiting for you at the bleachers. "You came." You nodded. "Okay, now I have to be extra awesome." You giggled and sat down as he grabbed your arms, gently squeezing. "Wish me luck!"

"I will." You then watched him play, and he was actually pretty good. He was good at dodging people, and was pretty fast as well. He excelled at the drills, though he dropped to the ground and rolled in a fit of dramatics. You laughed, yelling out, "You can do this Zed!"

He was still on the ground, but gave you a thumbs up. After a bit everybody lined up to see if they made it. The coach talked, and everybody looked pretty happy. You saw him and Zed talking before Zed walked over to you. You smiled and offered him his backpack, but your smile faded as you saw the disappointed look on his face. "I didn't make the team." He said. "Principal Lee thinks I shouldn't even leave the basement for school."

"Zed, I'm really sorry to hear that."

"Don't be. It's the story of my life." He said frustratedly.

You gently hooked your arm around his as you both walked together. "I'm sure at some point you'll be on the football team. Once people see how awesome you are."

He smirked at you. "Yeah, you're right. Well, I guess for now only you'll get to see my awesomeness."

You chuckled. "I guess so." You both fell into comfortable silence until you said, "I thought you were pretty good, by the way."

"Thanks, but I kinda wanna see you in action."

You laughed. "Um, I don't think I'd do all that good in football."

He laughed too. "No, I meant dancing. You said you liked it, but I haven't seen you dance yet."

"Yet?"

"Yeah. We'll go dancing together at some point. It's just a matter of time." You looked down with a flushed face, grinning. "So, why did you move in with your aunt and uncle?"

"Um, they're the only family I have left now." He stared at you. "I'll explain another day." He nodded.

You both then made it to the border of Seabrook and Zombieland. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow. Maybe we'll even have a day where people aren't trying to pull us apart."

You chuckled. "Wouldn't that be something."

He grabbed your hand and spun you softly. "Until next time."

You smiled and began walking the other way. As you buried your hands in your face and hopped around to calm yourself, Zed was silently jumping and fist bumping the sky. You thought about what he said, and decided that you would do something for this school, and it involved dancing.

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Author Note: Please let me know if I should keep going with this, or if you maybe wanna be tagged if I end up making a series.

#zed zombies x reader #zed zombies #zombie zed #zombies #zed necropolis x reader #zed imagine #zed x reader #z o m b i e s #zed necrodopolis #zed necrodopolis x reader

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weasleypogues · 5 years ago

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sober (j.b.r)

master list.

so i wanted to make a cute little thang to get this account really up and running so i hope u guys enjoy :) xx

you and your friends decided that having a kegger at the boneyard was the only way that you wanted to kick start your summer. it only seemed appropriate because it was a sunny day with little to no breeze and school had just let out for the summer.

you went with kiara to pick up red solo cups while the guys went on their own path to pick up two kegs. today was a great day on the boat with your friends. you got breakfast, lunch, and dinner with them. you swam in the waves and surfed with them later on.

for some reason though, you said to yourself that you weren’t in the mood to drink later on. you weren’t in an upset mood or anything and a part of you felt guilty that you weren’t going take part in the drinking. you just wanted to live in the moment with your friends and didn’t feel like forgetting parts of the night. fortunately, you didn’t need to be under the influence to hang out and have fun with your friends, unlike a lot of the kooks.

after making a stop at kiara’s house so she could change, you made one last stop at your own to get on your cutest but most laid back party clothes. you had no one to impress. well...you kinda did. it’s confusing. you didn’t feel the need to dress up for your crush, john b. you figured if he didn’t like you in a regular pair of shorts and a t-shirt than maybe the crush wasn’t worth it. but that didn’t mean you didn’t pick out your cutest t-shirt and shortest shorts for the party. you still had to spice it up.

after applying a small layer of mascara and highlighter, you packed a bag to sleep over john b’s house later and headed towards the boneyard with kiara.

“ready to get completely shitfaced, ladies?” jj exclaimed raising his arms in greeting as you and kiara walked towards them near the shoreline. surprisingly, kiara decided tonight she would go a little harder than usual now that you were going to be sober.

“shitfaced? no, feel-good-buzzed-tipsy? hell yeah.” kiara giggled as she opened the bag of red solo cups stacked on top of each other. you took a seat on the large fallen branches next to john b.

“want me to get you a drink?” pope asked, facing you. you smiled at him and simply shook your head.

“not really feeling getting drunk. just feel like chilling, sitting back, and observing.” you answered as you fiddled with your bracelets. he gave you a quick smile and nod and proceeded to walk over to jj who was already done with one cup.

it wasn’t long until tourons and kooks joined the party after your usual pogues inhabited the party earlier. it was kinda funny how keggers worked. john b explained them as three-layer burritos. even though everyone has their own opposite lifestyles and such, there’s nothing like a kegger to gather underage kids to drink alcohol on a beach.

“need any help?” you asked as you walked up to where john b was working the keg. he looked over to you for a quick second to put a face to the voice and smiled as he went back to work.

“not necessarily, but i could use some company.” he anwsered with a smile on his face. you smiled slightly to yourself as you just observed him while he was focused on filling up a cup for some random kooks. you watched the way his sunburnt skin looked perfectly tan, how his slight curls moved with the summer evening breeze, how even though pogues and kooks did not get along whatsoever he still gave each kook a slight smile even though from time to time he would mess with them when handing them a cup. he was overall a nice guy. that’s why you liked him. although he could easily hurt a fly, he wouldn’t think even think about doing it.

there would be little breaks he would get in between newcomers where you guys would hold a small conversation but usually got interuppted quickly. after a couple more tourons walked up to the party in their new outer banks apparel they got from a local shop on their vacation, john b was pretty free for the rest of the night.

“pretty good turn out tonight if you ask me.” you said as you took an empty spot on a fallen tree in front of the fire. john b didn’t hesitate to follow you and take the empty seat next to yours.

“i would say so. as long as no bad shit happens, we’re good.” he responded with a slight chuckle. you rolled your eyes and let out a laugh so quick, you knew something was bound to happen. whether it was your own friends or some tourons or kooks, there was never a simple and peaceful kegger in the history of boneyard parties.

“look’s like we’re the only ones sober at this party.” john b stated as he gave you a slight nudge to make you look over at him. he had that gorgeous smile that gave you butterflies and you rolled your eyes playfully in response. “is there a reason you didn’t drink tonight?”

you shurgged while giving a content smile. “wasn’t really feeling the whole alcohol taste tonight but as long as i’m here, i’m happy.” you answered putting your elbows on your knees to get somewhat closer to the firepit. he nodded slowly and looked down and there was a few moments of silence between you two.

it seemed like an eternity till he lifted his head up. even though people were surrounding you every which way, it felt so quiet when he didn’t respond at all.

“can i tell you something?” john b asked, a little louder than both of you expected. this made you slightly jump and you looked at him with soft eyes.

“anything.” you replied as you subtly cracked your fingers, a habit you did when you were nervous. he stood up and ran his fingers through his hair with his left hand while his right hand was out stretched towards you. you took his hand without heistation as he led you a little distant from the rest of the party.

“this could easily be too straight up. this could so easily ruin our friendship. or the group. or tonight overall but i seriously need to get this off my chest for the sake of myself and of jj and pope who will not stop nagging me to tell you.” john b rambled on, his face turning slightly red from either embarassment or because he was loosing breath from his run on sentence. you couldn’t tell, mainly because you felt your own face get too hot because you were scared of what he was going to say.

“you know how there’s the no pogue-on-pogue macking rule, right? of course you do, that was a stupid question. anyways, look (y/n) i really like you. like a-fucking-lot. i liked staring at the back of your head in history class to keep me distracted. i like when you laugh at jj and pope after kiara either playfully tells them off or makes fun of them. although, playfully is a debatable word with that last one though. i like when you come surfing with us or even just sit with us at the wreck even though you ate lunch earlier but just wanted to be with us. i like your laugh, your eyes, your finger cracking habit. the list could go on. so i get it if you don’t like me back or maybe you do and you just don’t wanna break the rules. and maybe it was selfish that i’m saying all this and throwing it on your for the sake of my own sanity but i just really had to let you know because jj and pope put this idea in my head that you had feelings back for me and i just need to know.”

you started back at him, your eyes slightly wide at his entire tangent. you were at a loss for words. you felt a tingling sensation throughout your entire body but no words were coming to mind except for simple ones.

“yes.” you answered, and it seemed like you were out of breath. john b’s face faltered slightly.

“yes?” he inquired, his eyebrows furrowed. finally your knowledge of the english language came back to you and the biggest smile grew on your face.

“i like you. a lot. you’re the sweetest, funniest, most laid back guy that i’ve ever met and if i knew all of this i would so have made a move sooner you have no idea.” you responded and immediately cupped his face with your hands and pulled him in so passionately that the noise from the kegger drowned out gradually.

you could feel john b ease at your touch and swiftly grabbed your waist, somehow pulling your already close bodies, even closer. after what felt like way too long but not long enough, you pulled away and found your hands at the nape of his neck, playing with his hair.

“i feel like the luckiest guy in the outer banks right now.” john b responded, oh ever so cheesily. your hands traveled down his arms and you took his left hand in your right as you guided him back to the party. maybe your drunk friends would notice, maybe not.

maybe you were away from the party longer than you thought because when you came back you were met with only a couple of party goers, jj, kiara, and pope as they passed around a joint.

“woah woah woah, did we miss something?” jj basically coughed out after hitting the joint. you and john b both laughed in response.

“we’ll clear things up tomorrow morning when everyone is sober and hungover, don’t worry.” you stated, feeling john b place a kiss at the top of your head.

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songficsbyrissi · 6 years ago

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Same Girl (T’Challa x Black Reader x Erik Killmonger? 😧)

Warnings: Swearing (of course), sexual content, slight fuckery, Reader is on some bullshit

“We messing with the same girl, the same girl She's the apple of my eye and my potential wife The same girl, the same girl Man, I just can't believe that we been messing around With the same damn girl.” - R. Kelly and Usher A/N: ok I don’t know what possessed me to write this but I wrote it 🤣 I know y’all heard the legendary song that is Same Girl which I know word by word by heart. Fun fact: I used to sing it all the time in my senior English class with my high school friend to annoy my teacher. Anyways, Reader is gonna be a fuckgirl in this oneshot so let’s get our ain’t shitness onnnnn.

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“Ahh my beautiful Y/N, I wish I could be in Oakland with you.” T’Challa sighed looking at you amorously through the screen of your rose gold iPhone. “But duty calls, love.” “And I completely understand. I’ll be counting down the minutes you come back to me, honey.” You replied as you lathered your body up with cocoa butter. You were fresh out of the shower when one of your boo’s T’Challa called you for your night calls. He was so sweet and loved to call you every night to hear your voice last. “I know you will. Good night, inkosazana.” You giggled at his pet name. “I think I’m catching onto your language. That means princess, right?” A bright smile came across his face. “Yes it does because that’s what you are. A princess.” You cooed holding your chest. “Aww you are such a sweetheart! Good night, handsome.” You blew kisses at the phone and hung up. You looked up to your door entrance to see your friend/roommate Isabel shaking her head at you. “Tsk tsk tsk.” She clicked her tongue in disapproval which caused you to groan and roll your eyes. “Bitch, what?” Isabel stepped inside your bedroom with her hands on her hips. “How are you going to be playing that man like that?” You waved her off and continued getting dressed. “Girl, I’m just having fun. No strings attached. Besides, we never said we were in a relationship so if I mess with other dudes, it’s not wrong.” Why should you feel bad? Niggas do it all the time. They always have multiple girls in their phone that they’re talking to whether they’re in a committed relationship or not. No one even bats an eye or condemn him for his actions. They find a way to blame the girls and call them stupid. When the roles reversed, it’s still your fault? “So you mean to tell me if African boo was to fuck another shorty, you wouldn’t be upset?” When you shook your head, Isabel snorted. “You are full of shit, Y/N. And you know it.” “Girl, why you all up in my pussy? I’m young and having fun. If I wanna mess with more than one guy, I can do that shit because I’m grown. Niggas be fucking with multiple girls all the time and y’all don’t tell them shit. I’m tired of the double standard.” You checked your other phone, a silver iPhone, trying to see if Erik, your other boo thang, hit you up yet. “Oh shut up. If you wanna be a fuckgirl, just own that shit. Don’t pull the double standard card. I know for a fact both of these niggas you’re fucking with have no clue they’re not the only ones. You gave them the impression that you’re their girl. Don’t lie. Shit, that’s why you got two phones.” She raised an eyebrow with a face that was daring you to lie. You put your hands up in defeat. “Ok, ok! But I never explicitly said I was their girl! They just assumed and I ran with it. T’Challa is a sweet, romantic gentleman but Erik is a hood nigga that treats me right and down to do some hood rat things. They’re everything I want a man but in 2 separate men. Why not date both?” Isabel shook her head for the hundredth time. “Your logic is fucked up but makes sense. Anyway, this shit is gonna blow up in your face. Everything that happens in the dark comes to the light.” “Girl please. I’m too good at this. I’ve got both of these niggas wrapped around my finger. The only way is up.” You smiled slyly as your phone lit up with a text from Erik. You ran quickly past her and went straight for the door, flinging it open. There stood Erik, in all his fineness. He’s wearing a white t-shirt, grey sweats and Nike slides, just like you instructed him to. “Hey Erik.” You leaned against the door frame biting your lip. “Hey ma. I missed your sexy ass.” He said stepping inside and kissing your lips. “Show me how much you missed me.” You whispered seductively causing Erik to throw you over his shoulder and march to your bedroom. You smirked knowing you were truly living your best life. **************************** T’Challa sat in his office attempting to get his work done but thoughts of you clouded his mind. Your smooth skin, beautiful face, beautiful hair, and lovely smile. Everything about you had him wanting more and more of you. He wanted to call you but it was the morning. He knew you liked to sleep in so he didn’t bother calling. T’Challa wanted to tell somebody about you but he would face too much judgement being a king and falling for an American woman. Suddenly, he knew who wouldn’t judge him. His cousin N’Jadaka who also went by Erik. “Ughhhh T, the resource centers are straight. I already told you this. When you gonna trust a nigga?” Erik groaned when he answered the phone. “Ahh N’Jadaka, I’m not calling about that.” T’Challa stated still in his trance. Erik raised an eyebrow as he started his black 2018 Audi. “You’re not? Then why you calling me?” “Because I have deep feelings for this woman I met in America. I had to tell you this. She is so wonderful, umzala.” Erik snickered as he drove away from your apartment building. “Ahhh shit. It’s about time. I was beginning to think your ass was gay.” T’Challa ignored his last comment. “Yes it is about time. I believe she is the one for me.” Erik snorted. “Shit I guess we really are cousins then because I’m feeling a shorty too. Tell me about your girl then, nigga. I feel like she’s white. If you ain’t gay, you seem like the type to like colonizer coochie.” “She is not a colonizer, N’Jadaka.” T’Challa pinched the bridge of his nose out of annoyance. He was beginning to regret calling him. “She is a beautiful black woman.” “Oh shit! She’s black?! And American?! Nigga, tell me more.” Erik pulled into the driveway of his home. He was even more intrigued, dying to know what black woman that wasn’t Nakia gave his “soft ass cousin” the time of day. “Yes, cousin. She is so beautiful. Her hair, her smile is just perfect. She dresses well and has a captivating body. She is funny and smart. A complete vixen. I met her in Oakland.” “Oakland? I might know her. What’s her name, cousin?” Erik turned off the ignition. “Ahh her name is so beautiful. Her name is Y/N.” Erik dropped his phone at the sound of your name. He began to sweat at his brow then laughed it off. He must be talking about another girl by that name but curiosity got the best of him and he had to ask. “Um, cousin? Do she live in a nice little condo and have a roommate named Isabel?” Erik laughed nervously and T’Challa’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion. “Yes she does.” Erik shook his head in denial as he exited the car and entered his house. No, he couldn’t be talking about you. But how many bitches in Oakland are named Y/N with a roommate named Isabel? “That’s funny. My girl is named Y/N and has a roommate named Isabel too. That’s crazy.” Erik chuckled some more and sighed. “So what kind of car does she drive?” T’Challa sat up in his chair trying to understand what Erik was getting at. “A red Toyota. She told me it was a gift from her father.” “And she loves In and Out?” “......yes.” “FUCK!” Erik dropped his phone and paced his halls up and down. “THIS IS SOME FUCKING BULLSHIT! HOW THE HELL! YO! WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?!” T’Challa heard his cousin continue to yell curse words away from the phone. “N’Jadaka?” He called for him. “Are you saying you know her?” Erik picked up the phone in a haste. “Yes nigga I know her! I really knew her last night!” Erik sighed punching a wall. “We messing with the same fucking girl, T!” T’Challa shook his head as if his cousin could see him. “No. Impossible! This can not be!” Erik pulled the phone away from his ear and found a sexy picture of you that you sent to him. He sent it to the other man and waited. “Check your phone, T’Stupid.” T’Challa looked at the picture and dropped his phone just like Erik did earlier. “SHIT!” He shouted away from the phone angrily and continue to curse in Xhosa. He paced his office still cursing then picked up his phone. “We are involved with the same woman, N’Jadaka!” “Yeah. No shit. That’s what I said.” Erik sighed rubbing his face then slammed his fist on the table. “We gotta catch this trick!” T’Challa was confused. “Why should we play a trick on her? We must confront her in her indiscretions.” Erik sucked his teeth not knowing who he was more frustrated with. T’Challa for not knowing his slang by now or himself for assuming he did. “Man, just bring your ass to Oakland ASAP.” Erik hung up groaning and shook his head. “This nigga. Out of all the niggas Y/N could’ve played me with, she chose this nigga. That’s that shit.” Once T’Challa had his affairs in order, he hopped on an “emergency” flight to Oakland. Erik picked him up from the airport and they had a little staredown when T’Challa got in the car. Erik snorted shaking his head and putting his car in drove T’Challa squinted his eyes. “What, N’Jadaka?” “Out of all the niggas in this world, I was sharing pussy with your ass. This is some bullshit. Did you even ask her if she had a man?” “She said no. Did you?” Erik groaned gripping the steering wheel. “Yes and her ass said no. She told me she wanted my ass once she first saw me.” T’Challa hit his forehead. “She told me the same thing! What should we do?” Erik pulled out his phone smirking with a plan on his mind. He asked Siri to call your phone and you picked up with no idea you’ve been caught up. “Hi papi!” You cooed on the other line and T’Challa made a face of disgust, wanting to say something but Erik gestured him to shut up. “Yo what’s going on, ma? This is last minute but I wanna take your fine ass out to eat tonight. I hope you ain’t got nothing planned.” T’Challa was confused as to why Erik was making plans to go to dinner with your deceitful ass. Was he not ready to wring your neck five minutes ago? “I always got time for you, baby. Let’s meet at TGI Friday’s at 8.” You replied ‘This lying hoe.’ Erik thought but instead said, “Aight bet. See you at 8.” Once Erik hung up, T’Challa shot him a confused and frustrated look as Erik kept a smirk on his face. “Why are you making dinner plans with the woman who has been playing games with the both of us?” Erik glances at him chuckling. “Don’t worry, cousin. I got a plan.” In another part of Oakland, your dumbass was getting for this date you had with your boo with no clue that you done showed your ass and all the shit you’ve been doing is going to blow up in your face. But we’ll let you rock for now. Anyway, you get dressed in your grey ripped skinny jeans and white crop top. You purposely put on a crop top to show off your belly button piercing that Erik loves so much. You put on strapped sandals to show off your fresh white painted toes, which was every nigga’s weakness. Once your makeup was done, you admired yourself in the mirror. Shit, you might be able to get a third nigga looking this fine. You picked your braid out, fluffed it, and made your way out the door. “Don’t wait up for me, sis!” You smirked to Isabel who laid on the leather sofa watching Empire. “I’m most likely getting dick for the second night in a row.” Isabel shook her head with her eyes still on the TV. “You do you. Just know God don’t like ugly, sis.” “With that logic, God don’t like you, bitch!” You cackled exiting your condo and walking towards your car. You hopped into your Toyota and drove to the restaurant. Once you parked, you went inside and found Erik waiting in a booth facing you. You smiled strutting over to him and sliding in the opposite side of the booth. “Hey boo.” You leaned over to peck his lips and sat back down. “You gonna feed me good?” “Oh Imma be feeding you good, alright.” He bit his bottom lip seductively and you grinned getting turned on. “But first, let me introduce to my cousin real quick.” You sighed because you thought this was a casual one on one date but this nigga got you meeting his family now? Whatever. You’ll entertain it. It couldn’t hurt meeting his cousin, right? You looked up and your face turned stone cold as your heart picked up its pace. There was your boo, T’Challa, taking a seat right next to Erik, your other boo, in the crimson booth. They both looked at you with devious smirks on their faces and you gulped nervously. How the fuck did you not know the two niggas you were messing with were cousins? You are so fucked. “Nice to see you, Y/N.” T’Challa spoke slowly with a face that basically said “you’ve been caught, bitch.” “Um....” You were speechless as fuck. You’re pretty sure you had “dumb bitch” written on your forehead. You were beyond embarrassed and wished the ground would swallow you up. You were a good person, you didn’t deserve this.............okay, maybe you did. You did mess with two guys at once. “You see, Y/N. I’ve noticed that my cousin and I have a lot in common. We both speak Xhosa fluently, we are both right-handed-“ “We both ate your ass!” Erik snapped cutting T’Challa off. You scanned your surroundings praying nobody heard his loud ass. A couple of people looked at you guys and you hid your face in shame. Aww shit. T’Challa stared at Erik with a stunned expression. “I....I never ate her ass, N’Jadaka.” You peeked up to see Erik’s eyes widen and his mouth form an O as he pointed at you accusingly. “You......made me eat your ass?! And this nigga didn’t do it?!” Erik pointed his thumb at T’Challa. “Um, well, see, you, um, I, You-“ Erik mimicked you as he stared at you in annoyance. “Now you can’t speak English?! I don’t even be eating ass but I ate yours! Because I thought I loved you, girl!” “Ain’t nobody force you to do it!” You found your voice. As Erik continued being melodramatic to himself, T’Challa discreetly pushed Erik’s drink away from his and cleared his throat. “The point is, you have been playing the both of us which is unfair and hurtful, Y/N. I really had feelings for you. I thought I loved you as well. Do you care to explain yourself and apologize for hurting us when all we did was treat you so well?” T’Challa’s words made you realize you were a complete piece of shit. Both of them did treat you like a queen and what you did was fucked up. Your mama raised you better than this. You stared at both of them sadly and felt a huge weight on your heart. These two wonderful men that you had the nerve to play with like that. They deserve apologies. You opened your mouth. “Well, T’Challa, you see-“ You didn’t finish grabbing your purse and running out the booth. You were RUNNING RUNNING. You were deadass bolting to your car and got in quickly starting the ignition and driving off. You called Isabel on your phone and she picked on the second ring. “Yo.” “Bitch, they are fucking cousins! Cousins! T’Challa and Erik! They are fucking cousins and fucking found out I was messing with both of them! Bitch, both of them showed up to the restaurant!” You shouted even though you were completely out of breath. “Bitch, I got all the way caught up! Shit!” Isabel was laughing her ass off on the other line. You knew she was holding your stomach and tears were probably coming out. You sucked your teeth hard. “I TOLD YOU GOD DON’T LIKE UGLY! I WARNED YOUR ASS BUT FUCK ISABEL, RIGHT? YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DO CLOWNERY? THE CLOWN COMES BACK TO BITE, YOU STUPID HOE!” She continued to cackle and you rolled your eyes trying to calm yourself so you don’t kill your roommate once you make it back in the condo. “I’m glad you entertained by this shit.” You replied sarcastically as you pulled up to a red light. Isabel continued to giggle and finally calmed down. “I don’t feel sorry for your dumbass. Now what did we learn?” She sung the last part. “I learned that......I gotta start asking these niggas about their families and shit. Now I know, the next time I’m fucking with two niggas at the same time, let me make sure they don’t know each other at all.” Isabel sighed deeply. “Y/N, I love you but you are dumb as hell.”

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Lmao Y/N was out of there like:

Translation:

Umzala - cousin

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severelybabykryptonite · 7 years ago

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The Picnic by SBK

A/N: 4th and final installment for the Richonnefics’ Date Night Series; a Speed Dating sequel.

Rick tries his best to contain his excitement but is failing miserably as the smile spreads across his face at the mere thought of spending more time with Michonne. They’d been out on three dates excluding the first night they’d met but they haven’t had the chance to be alone. Sasha and Daryl always manage to fandangle their way in resulting in a double date each time. Michonne had finally made up her mind that they should have their very own date and told him to leave it all to her.

Saturday morning wasn’t what he had in mind but he cleared his schedule and made arrangements for Carl to spend the day with his parents. He walks into his bedroom once again and checks his appearance. All she told him was to prepare to spend some time outside. He donned a nice but casual dark blue t-shirt, jeans, and his boots. He reached for an old cowboy hat but quickly tossed it aside, running his fingers through his hair and smoothing down his eyebrows.

She insisted on picking him up which he wasn’t used to at all. Is this how women do things nowadays? Are the roles reversed? He tries not to think on it too hard but doesn’t want to appear out of touch or too old fashioned. What if that’s a turn off for her? He recalls their dates and she didn’t seem to mind when he held the door for her or made sure she was seated first. He gives himself a mental shake, realizing that he is overthinking it all. He takes a deep breath and reminds himself to just enjoy the time with her.

The doorbell chimes and he is moving hurriedly to the living area only to pull up short seconds before opening the door. He composes himself quickly and opens the door with a small smile. She looks up with those beautiful brown eyes and smiles right back.

“Hey,” she offers.

“Hey.” He steps back and gestures for her to come in, watching closely as she walks past him in a clingy purple sundress. He breathes in her scent and ensures that his eyes are on hers once she faces him. “How’ve you been?”

“Great. You?” She looks around curiously, loving the color scheme and openness of his foyer which leads into an even more impressive living area. She remembers the box in her hand and holds it out to him. “This is for you. A little housewarming gift. I remembered you said you just bought this place. It looks great by the way.”

He appears a bit taken aback by her generosity. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“It’s fine. I wanted to. I hope you like it.” She smiles as he accepts the box from her, touching her hand deliberately in the exchange.

“Mind if I open it?”

“Not at all.”

They move into the living area and sit on the sofa as he places the box on the coffee table, noticing the heaviness of the wooden container. He unfastens the metal clasp and opens it to find a glass tumbler set embossed with the initial ‘G’.

“Wow!” He gasps. “This is nice.”

Michonne swallows nervously, wondering for the 100th time if the gift was overstepping or overstating. She just wanted to make a nice gesture and she thought a housewarming gift would be harmless. Maybe it’s not. “I just….well friends celebrate friends and purchasing a house is a great achievement and I thought….a gift would be appropriate. Congratulations on your new house.”

“That was awfully kind of you. I’m a little speechless right now.”

“Well I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or overstep my bounds.” She watches as he closes the box and turns toward her. The look in his eyes is one of awe, sincerity, and longing all melded together. If she thought her heart was racing before, it just kicked into overdrive.

His heart rate is out racing hers as he allows his eyes to devour her. He can’t recall anyone being this generous towards him and especially not after knowing him for such a short time. “Thank you.”

“Oh it was nothing.”

He sits the box on the table in front of him, places a hand on the back of the sofa and leans toward her. “Can I thank you properly?” His eyes drop to her full red shaded lips and his mouth starts to water at the thought of finally getting a chance to kiss her.

Michonne absently allows her keys and cell phone to fall to the area rug below as she turns her body towards his. Her eyes search his before dropping to his slightly parted lips. She has thought about kissing him ever since she met him.

He watches her as she watches him move closer and touch his mouth to hers softly, gently. He closes his eyes and presses in deeper, capturing her lips with an instinctual moan.

She reaches up to cup his cheek, loving the roughness of what she assumes is a day without shaving. She wants to let him lead but finds herself opening her mouth and touching her tongue against his lips. He latches on and opens up so they can taste each other fully.

Seconds later, he is clearing his throat and rolling his shoulders, trying to gain control of his body. “I uh….would you like to see the rest of the house?”

Michonne pauses, wondering if this is code for something more. She gives him a questioning look and he picks up on it immediately.

He lets out a small laugh. “I just want to show you the house. That’s all. Really.”

Her first reaction is disappointment but she quickly masks it and agrees. For the next several minutes, he walks her through his home and they are both careful not to touch or stare at each other for too long. That kiss proved the undeniable attraction between them and neither wanted things to go too far too fast.

They end the tour standing on his patio overlooking his backyard.

“This is really nice Rick. Spacious and peaceful and it’s just you and your son?”

“Yep. Just the two of us. I wanted Carl to have a home just as nice as before the divorce. I found out apartment living is just not the thang for us,” Rick explains.

Michonne smiles, realizing that was one of the reasons she chose to buy a house for her and Andre. Of course he spends the weekends with his dad and the house seems awfully empty when she’s alone but she wouldn’t trade it. They are happy despite the fact that their lives changed with the divorce. “It’s amazing how much your life mirrors mine. I’d like to invite you and Carl over for dinner soon. Well, if that’s ok with you.” She pauses. “Maybe we shouldn’t meet the kids just yet.”

Rick smiles at her uncertainty, actually delighting in the fact that this well put together female gets a little shy and unsure around him. “I think that’s a fine idea. I’ll look forward to it.”

Michonne can’t express how his simple words bring her such comfort and ease. She also can’t help wondering where he has been all this time. “Well…..are you ready?”

“Let’s go.”

He climbs into the passenger’s side of the luxurious sedan and enjoys the ride as she pulls away from the curb and takes them out of his neighborhood and onto the nearby highway.

Almost forty-five minutes later, they are driving down a dirt road surrounded by nothing but land and trees on either side. He wasn’t sure what their destination was but he liked the obscurity of this location already.

He gives her a look and she smiles, knowing exactly what he wanted to ask.

“We’re almost there. I promise.”

She smiles as the serene view of the expansive lake surrounded by nothing but greenery comes into sight and is thankful Maggie’s family takes such good care of their land. She remembers coming here as a kid and for some odd reason, she wanted to share this special place with Rick. She slows down considerably and drives onto the grass to get them closer to the water.

“Wow! This place is beautiful.”

“It really is. I’ve been coming here since I was a kid and I thought this would be a nice back drop for a picnic,” she shares.

“So this is your land?”

“Oh no. One of my best friend’s family owns this place. They’ve had it for years, passing it down from generation to generation. This is basically my second home.” She breathes a sigh of contentment and pops the trunk as she exits the car.

He follows and helps her unload the supplies. They work together seamlessly spreading out the checkered blanket and unpacking the basket. His stomach growls at the sight of all the food she brought.

“I’m starving. I kinda skipped breakfast coz I was so excited about today,” he admits.

She laughs. “Me too. Good thing I packed plenty.”

They pounce on the food enthusiastically, talking and enjoying each other’s company. Afterwards, they walk around the lake, tossing rocks and sticks into the water.

“So did y’all ever swim here?”

“All the time when we were kids. I haven’t done that in ages though,” she answers.

“Well how about today? The weather’s nice….” He shields his eyes from the sun with a hand, looking all around. “…..no one’s around.”

She scoffs with a slight giggle. “You can’t be serious.”

He reaches down, lifting a knee, and pulls one boot off and then the other.

“Rick…..we don’t have suits. We…..”

“And we don’t need ‘em,” he states as he lifts his shirt over his head and tosses it to the side.

She holds in a gasp as her eyes connect with his solid wall of a chest and flat abs. “We are not doing this.”

“What’s the matter? You afraid?” He teases.

“I’m not afraid of anything,” she retorts. Except you.

“Well in that case……I dare you.” He smiles as those luscious lips of hers drop open with surprise. He remembers Sasha saying her friend never backs down from a dare.

He watches as her eyes take on a determined glint and she kicks off her sandals before pulling her dress over her head to reveal a lacy strapless bra and matching panties underneath. He wastes no time in getting the rest of his clothes off, standing before her in a pair of boxers.

She puts her hands on her hips and says, “I guess you wanna race now too?”

“Naw. That wouldn’t be fair,” he returns.

“And how is that?”

“Coz I’m just gonna beat you anyway.”

They both take off at a sprint, laughing as they race neck and neck. The splash they make breaks the quiet serenity surrounding them as they both resurface, gasping with the unexpected coolness of the water.

“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.”

“I didn’t talk you into anythang. You’re the one who can’t back down from a dare,” he reminds her.

She rolls her eyes heavenward. “One of my many flaws.”

“You’re flawless.”

The atmosphere changes slightly as he looks at her with admiration and longing. She recognizes it immediately and knows her expression mirrors his.

She reaches forward and brushes a pesky insect off his shoulder but doesn’t pull her hand away. She likes the warmth, the firmness of his skin. She gasps when she feels an arm encircle her waist and finds herself flush against him.

“I wanna kiss you again.”

She doesn’t answer just slowly but surely places her lips on his, pressing in bit by bit until he responds, opening his mouth to allow her inside. Moments later, they are breathless and holding each other tightly.

“I don’t think we’ll get to the horseback riding today,” she informs.

He gives a small laugh. “We’ll save it for next time.”

She pulls away to look into his eyes. “Next time?”

He nods. “Yeah. We’re here together now and I’m already looking forward to the next date and the one after that and the one after that.” He smiles. “You’re having that effect on me.”

“Well I hope that’s a good thing.”

“Oh it is. It’s a very good thang.”

She kisses him one last time before challenging him to a race. Any more time spent in his arms would result in them getting naked and having sex in the lake. She muses that it’s not a bad idea but for some reason she believes this one is a keeper and she doesn’t want to rush it.

He accepts her challenge, conflicted because he knows they shouldn’t take it too far but wouldn’t mind if they did. He looks over at her as they swim further out and knows without a doubt that she is someone he could be with for a very long time.

You can read the prequel, Speed Dating, here:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11445160/52/Richonne-Ficlets-by-SBK

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Chapter 4

Robyn

Months later

“Baby can you focus? On me…” I sang lowly as I tapped on the steering wheel. I was stuck in traffic, but I honestly didn’t mind because pandora was hittin’.

I was on my way to Kai’s house to show him the designs I’ve been working on for my fashion show. I’ve been working on them for quite some time now and I can’t wait to see the outcome. The very first collection I did was a success, and I know this one’s gonna be even better.

Besides working on my designs, I’ve been looking for some where else to stay. I know O gets tired of me messing up shit all the time. Plus, I think it would be better if I was to be on my own for now. I feel like it’ll teach me a lot.

The traffic had finally sped up and I was happy because I had to pee. I’ve been drinking hella water lately and I noticed that I have to pee way more than when I don’t drink it. I’ve been doing this water challenge and it’s honestly been going great. I wouldn’t even look at a water bottle last year.

My music had came to a stop, indicating that I had a call. Looking down at my phone, Kai’s name flashed across it so I answered.

“Damn what happened to I’m around the corner?” His raspy voice blared throughout my new matte black range that I bought myself.

“I was stuck in traffic.. I’ll be there in like 2 minutes.” I assured him as I got off of the freeway. I would’ve been at his place a long time ago, but traffic was the problem.

He had just got back in town and hadn’t been asleep especially since I was coming over. I told him he could take a nap before I came, but he said that if he did he wasn’t gonna get up.

“Aight.. well the door opened.” He said before hanging up. Dropping my phone in my purse, I grabbed my strawberry lemonade from Wendy’s and started to sip some of it as I stopped at a red light.

Just like I had promised, I was at his place 2 minutes later. Grabbing his food, I made sure the doors were locked before walking in his house like I lived here.

Before I even opened the door, I heard Used To This blasting throughout the living room. I know his neighbors hate him.

Shutting the door behind myself, I walked in only to see him on the couch bobbing his head to the music while he was on his laptop. He was probably doing something work related. You would never catch him not working.

“Ouuuuu, you brought food.” He smiled as he cut the music down and came to greet me with a hug and kiss on the cheek. He had on some sweats and a durag, looking like a whole meal.

“Yea I felt bad when you said you haven’t had any sleep yet..” I said as he waved me off.

“It’s cool, I’m used to it.” He bit into his burger as he looked over at me. He told me that once his daughter died he hardly ever got any sleep. I never asked him how she died, but I’m pretty sure he’d tell me once he’s ready. It’s not my business anyways.

“Aight so what you got for me..” he asked as he sipped some of his drink before snaking his arm around my shoulder.

“Wellllll,” I paused as I pulled my book of designs out of my purse onto my lap. “These are for my spring collection.. which is why I used all the bright and bold colors.” I explained to him as I flipped through all the pages. He was nodding his head, stroking his beard so I assumed he liked them?

“Damn,” he paused as he looked throughout the whole book.

“This is dope foreal.. bitches been loving this trend lately so this was a good idea, I like. You got a gift, ma. I honestly thought you was bout to show me some trash ass shit.” He complimented, earning a laugh from me.

“Why would you think that?”

“Cause you know bitches be will go buy a iron on patch and slap it on something and swear they know fashion.” He said as I busted out laughing because that was actually true.

“But nah.. you proved me wrong and I’m proud of you. They gone love this shit.” He said as he kissed me on the forehead, sending butterflies in my stomach.

Kai and I have been seeing each other for months, and I got butterflies around him every time we saw each other like the first time we met. It was crazy..

“Thank you Kai.. that really means a lot coming from you.”

“Ain’t no thang but a chicken wang.” He said as he did the little snap thing with his fingers as I rolled my eyes playfully.

“You found any models yet?” Shaking my head no, I was about to speak until he beat me to it.

“You should throw a lot of brown skin models in there since you got all these bright and neon colors. Their melanin will reallllllllly make the colors have that you know…. pop and look good n shit. That’s my idea though.. you ain’t gotta use it if you don’t like it.” He shrugged. His words started to process in my head and.. it actually didn’t sound too bad.

“No.. that sounds like it would be beautiful..”

“Foreal?” He rose an eyebrow. I don’t know why he’s surprised. He’s a business man, he should be used to coming up with great ideas.

“Yes!” I yelled excitedly. I couldn’t wait until I had this all planned out. I knew the outcome was going to be beautiful.

While I was deep in thought, I noticed that his head was now on on my chest and I could hear his light snores. I rubbed my fingers over his waves the correct way, making sure not to mess them up. He’d be ready to kill somebody.

He truly looked like he was sleeping so peacefully and I didn’t want to wake him, but I needed to get home. My room was dangerously dirty and I’ve been meaning to clean it up but I just haven’t had the time to. On top of that, I need to wash my hair asap.

“Kai..” I lightly shook him as he wrapped his arms tightly around my waist. It kind of made me feel secure.

“Kai.. I gotta go.”

“Nah.”

“Nah?” I questioned with a chuckle.

“Just wait until I’m in a deep ass sleep..” he mumbled tiredly. I knew he meant he wanted me to stay because he couldn’t really sleep alone.

“Ok, just let me go get a blanket.” I told him as he sat up rubbing his eyes.

“Might as well go in my bed then.” He said as he stood up and sluggishly walked to his room with me trailing behind him. Plopping down in his bed, I made sure I was comfortable before he got on top of me.

“Rub my hair again.. that shit felt good.” He said as he laid his head on my stomach and snaked his one of his arms around my waist.

One minute into massaging his scalp, I could hear his snores again. “Poor baby was tired.” I cooed as I rubbed his back. I guess I might as well get comfortable, because ain’t no way I could get out of this death grip he had me in.

I was now home washing my hair, and I was becoming hungry as hell. After washing all of the conditioner out, I applied some leave in before drying my hair with a t-shirt. It air drys way faster that way.

“A sandwich sounds nice.” I said to myself as I cleaned up the mess I had made before going into the kitchen.

My phone had lit up, and I ain’t have no friends or anything so I knew it was Kai. I was complaining though.

Kai🤤: Yo I slept good as fuck

Me: I see.. I left over 3 hours ago I thought you would’ve been up by now sleepy head

Kai🤤: I would’ve but I had a dream and I barely get those so I stayed sleep 🤷🏽‍♂️

Me: about?

Kai🤤: sum weird shit 🤔

Me: like?

Kai🤤: ion know.. just remember I was fucking Oprah

Me: bye

Laughing as I sat my phone on the counter, I noticed it light up again but he was gone have to wait. This sandwich was really calling my name.

As I was making my sandwich, Jaylen had came in laughing loudly with food in his mouth. There were pieces of food flying every where, slightly killing my appetite.

“Nigga you look like an ankle.” He laughed, referring to Odell. They stayed saying dumb shit.

“Can you close your mouth or go some where with that?” I asked, annoyed with his presence. I don’t understand why he’s always here like he doesn’t have a place of his own.

“Fuck off, always complaining bout some shit. Why you worried bout me for?” His face twisted up.

“Because you’re spitting food everywhere and if it gets on me, you’re not gonna like the outcome.” I smiled politely.

“Man is you done or is you finished?”

“Odell you better get your boyfriend before I do cause Ima hurt his feelings!” I yelled as I heard O chuckle.

“Quit fucking wit her Jaylen!”

“Ain’t nobody fucking wit her butter bean head ass.” He sucked his teeth as he opened the fridge.

Ignoring him, I proceeded to finish making my sandwich. “You supposed to put the meat first.” I heard him say as I sucked my teeth. I was about to get real disrespectful.

“Ho, why is you here?”

“I’m just saying…I used to work at Schlotzskys.”

“Nigga there’s no correct way to make a sandwich, shut up.”

“You know you got a smart ass mouth, huh?”

“You know you annoying, huh?” I rolled my eyes.

“You know I don’t give a fuck, huh?”

Since I was finally done with my sandwich, I sat it on a paper towel on the counter and went to the fridge to pour a glass of juice. Some Minute Maid would be bomb with this sandwich.

I definitely needed a bomb movie to watch to go with this bomb sandwich.

When I spun around with my glass of juice, I realized that there was like a good two bites subtracted from my once whole ass sandwich. I rolled my eyes to the gods and focused them on Jaylen who now resembled a tomato, trying to surpress his laughter by biting on his lips.

“Jaylen!” I screamed. He finally let out his horse laugh and showed half of my sandwich all chewed up, because of course he had to laugh with his mouth open. I hope he chokes.

“Shut up, nigga. Just make a new one.” Usually, I wouldn’t have the energy to but I really had a taste for a sandwich.

There was silence between us for a second, all you could really hear was the crowd shouting from the football game O was watching. I was too focused on making my sandwich but I felt a pair of eyes on me. I looked up and sho'nuff Jaylen was giving me bedroom eyes.

“What?” I mumbled, licking mayonnaise off of my finger. He licked his lips before talking, almost like he was thinking before talking. Like, he was trying to consider my feelings. Because usually, he’s SO outta pocket.

“Where you been for the past few days?” He asked with his fist on his cheek.

“I been busy.” I shrugged while putting the finishing touches on my sandwich. Could’ve been a hella boss at Subway.

“With who?”

“Damn, 50. What is this, 21 Questions? Would you tell me who or what you’ve been doing?”

“Ashley, Nia, Kayla-”

“Bye, Jaylen.” I collected my sandwich and my juice and he stopped me, of course dying of laughter.

“Nah, wait. Robyn, stop.” He tried to swipe hair behind my ear and I swerved him like Joseline would do Stevie. Channeling my inner bad bish.

“Nah, for real. I miss yo lil’ childish ass being around.” He said sincerely. Niggas always miss you when you done fucking with they ass.

I chewed my sandwich obnoxiously in his face and he chuckled nervously. Doofy ass.

“So…” I tried to change the subject.

“You ain’t miss me?” He asked coming around the counter to tower over me. I took another bite of my sandwich before he took it and set it down.

“You got one more time to limit my food.”

“Whatchu gon’ do?” He mumbled, our lips inches away from one another’s. His hands traveling down to the front of my leggings.

My game face was on but I was shuddering like a Nikon camera at a bomb ass photoshoot. I was tired of giving him satisfaction and squirming under his gaze.

“Exactly.” He said once I did nothing but think. I smiled and let him bury his head in my neck. He kissed it softly and a moan slipped out but I masked it as a giggle. His presence was everything but his attitude was not poppin’.

He thought he had it. Nah. I'ma play with him though. He picked me up and put me right next to my sandwich, I looked down at it and he held my chin and brought me back to meet his gaze.

“Stop thinking about ya dry ass sandwich. Why you can’t look at me?”

“Because I don’t have time for your games, Jaylen.” I said truthfully.

“I ain’t playin’ though.” I chewed on the inside of my cheek and weighed out my options. His morale is at a 4 right now but he’s usually at a 10. Damn, why he acting right when I have Kai? Issa setup.

“Finally.” I whispered, bringing his freckled face closer around the same time my phone started ringing. I grazed my lips with his before hopping off the counter with my sandwich and answering Kai’s call.

“Nigga, you thought.” I yelled over my shoulder, took a bite of my food and continued conversing with my bae who actually acts right.

Kai

Looking over at my clock, I cursed to myself because it was 2 going on 3 in the afternoon. I never sleep this long, but I was honestly tired as fuck. A nigga been working and traveling back to back and I haven’t really got the time to just lay back and sleep. All a nigga take is naps and that ain’t shit.

Robyn’s cold feet had brushed against my legs, letting me know that she was still here asleep. No wonder I slept so long. “Aye you know it’s bout to be 3, right?” I whispered in her ear as she didn’t say a word. Shrugging, I got up and went to go take a much needed piss.

Afterwards, I washed my hands and then brushed my teeth. Once I was done with my morning routine, I rubbed my hands together before taking off my durag. Bout to make muhfuckas drown.

“Yeen gotta do em like that Kai.” I mumbled to myself as I examined my waves in the mirror. My shit was hittin.

“Kai, nobody care about that pond!” I heard Robyn’s morning voice say from the bedroom. She knew that once I took my durag off, nobody could tell me shit.

Cutting the light off, I walked back into the bedroom as I locked eyes with her. Baby girl’s hair was a nest, but she was still the baddest in my eyes.

I swear Robyn had that one of a kind beauty. That natural beauty.. they don’t make em like her anymore. “Good morning Kai.” I heard her say as she got up to hug me. I realized that she was wearing one of my shirts and it looked hella sexy on her.

“Good morning beautiful, you sleep good?” She started blushing, looking cute as hell.

“Did I? I was literally in heaven.”

“Do you usually sleep in like this?”

“Not at all..”

It was the head she gave me last night that had a nigga sleeping like a baby. Ion know where she learned that shit but she deserve an award.

I cooked last night so she came over and I planned on just watching movies and shit but we ended up conversing on some heavy shit and one thing led to another. We ain’t have sex. She been let me know that she wasn’t ready for that yet, and I didn’t mind. I wanted her to be comfortable with me.

Grabbing my phone off of the nightstand, I seen multiple messages from my assistant on the lock screen. “Fuck,” I stressfully sighed as I scratched the back of my head.

Assistant🤞🏾: remember, important meeting tomorrow!

I looked at the time she sent it and it was at 12:53. I must’ve been too busy with Rob to even notice.

Assistant🤞🏾: Kai! Where are you?

Assistant🤞🏾: If you’re not here in the next 10 minutes, you’re out of luck. Everyone’s getting tired of waiting of waiting on you. You always take your sweet ass time.

Assistant🤞🏾: you just missed out on a MAJOR opportunity. I tried everything I could 🤷🏽‍♀️

Sighing, I started to text her back. I swear that meeting was the last thing on my mind. I had completely forgot since I’ve been taking care of all this other shit.

Me: Kayla can you plz reschedule?

Assistant🤞🏾: are you serious right now Kaiden? You didn’t even have a good reason not to show up to this meeting, so what makes you think they’re going to want to work with you again? You just made me and yourself look bad.

I knew she was upset, because she never calls me by my government. She had worked hella hard to get this meeting set up and she went out her way to get some very important people to come, but I honestly had overslept and wasn’t thinking about any of that.

This wasn’t my first time not showing up to a meeting either. The first time, we had got into a big argument the previous night and she had pissed me off to the point where I was livid. If I had faced her the next day at that meeting, I know I would’ve did something I was gone regret.

Kayla was a childhood friend of mines. We used to fuck around here and there until after that argument, we both felt like we should just keep it strictly business. We both know we need each other and we make a bomb ass team, so little petty arguments about relationships had to go.

Me: I’m sorry.. It won’t happen again.

Assistant🤞🏾: and you expect me to trust you when you do shit like this? I don’t care about that baby ass apology Kai, actions speak louder than words! Everyday I work my ass off and damn near break my neck for you only to be nonchalant about this! Start taking shit more serious or you gone be looking for another assistant.

Reading over her message actually killed my mood. It made me feel bad as shit. She may get on my nerves sometimes, but she always goes above and beyond for me so the least I can do is start taking shit more serious, be considerate, and start making better decisions.

“Why you got a frown on your face?” Robyn asked as she grabbed my face, making me look at her and not my phone.

“I missed an important meeting today and my assistant fussin’ and shit and now I feel like shit.”

“Oh god, was it my fault?”

“Not at all.. I was supposed to been had this in mind by yesterday anyways.” I mumbled as I ran my thumb across the picture of my baby girl in my chain. I looked up at Robyn only to see her staring at it.

“You got anymore pictures of her?” I had a whole room full of my baby girl’s things. She would never be forgotten.

“Do I?” I laughed as I went to my closet to go get the basket full of some her things. Anything I didn’t have, her mama had it.

Robyn started looking through the pictures with a smile on her face. “She looks like a little chocolate princess.” She cooed as she showed me a picture of me and my baby girl from her 3rd birthday. Damn I miss her so much..

“Is this you in the back? This looks really old, how old were you?” She laughed. I was tall and scrawny with no beard. In other words, ugly as shit.

“Bout 16..” I mumbled as I scanned through more pictures.

“16?” She asked with an eyebrow rose.

“Yea.. I had her pretty young.” I shrugged. Growing up in a Hispanic household, it wasn’t that big of a deal for your son to have a kid early.

Being the young, careless, and reckless nigga I was back in high school, I ended up getting my girl pregnant at 15. My mom was more happy than mad if anything.

“What was her name?”

“Kaila.. you hungry tho?” I asked, trying to change the subject as I neatly placed everything back in the bucket. I didn’t want to get too emotional.

Nodding like she hadn’t eaten in days, she stood up and led the way to the kitchen. I had to do a double take, cause I saw my brother sitting on the couch. Kendall was my corny ass 17 year old brother who swore he was the shit.

“Sup foo’?” He gave me a head nod as he kicked his crusty ass feet on my table.

“Bitch get them fucking sky scrapers off my table. Fuck wrong wit’ you boy?” I knocked them down. I don’t know what this nigga’s problem was.

“Buggin’, my feet pretty.” He scoffed.

“Who dropped you off?” He had his own car, but my mom had took it a couple of weeks ago cause this nigga was hard headed.

“Ma.. she said I had to go wit yo Nut ass.” He smirked, slightly pissing me off. My mom was forever pinning this nigga on me whenever I was supposed to go some where. Just when I was about to speak, Robyn had came and sat next to me.

“Why you ain’t tell me you had a girl over? Got me lookin’ mad crusty.” He tried to fix himself as he noticed Robyn.

“You look like that everyday, ain’t shit new.”

“Fuck allat. How you doing? I’m Kendall.” He tried to mac as he stuck his hand out for her to shake.

This nigga was a clown. Having him over is about to be hell.

Tapping her thigh so that she could get up, I sat down and brought her back down on my lap.

“Your brother’s sweet.” She turned around to look at me.

“Ion know about allat but he did brighten my shitty ass mood.”

“You know what’ll brighten it more?”

“If you let me bend you over on this balcony and fuck the shit outta you?” Her eyes had lit up.

“Kai!”

“I’m playing, chill. What is it though?”

“If you let me get on your back.” She wiggled her eyebrows.

“Hell nah you know a nigga got that old man back.” I wasn’t over exaggerating either. A nigga back was always hurting cause my mom always wanted me to move shit all around her house because she’s so damn small

“Want a massage?” She offered as we stepped foot in my room. I needed to clean in here. There were clothes scattered around from me trying to find a fit earlier.

“Please..” I told her as I took off my shirt and plopped down on my stomach. As the bed dipped, I felt her get on top of me.

“Don’t be gentle with that shit neither get all in t- goddamn…” I groaned as I felt her hands dig deep in my back. She knew what the fuck she was doing like she had been doing this shit for years.

“Like that?” She whispered seductively in my ear.

“Fuck yes..” an accidental moan slipped out as she giggled. I didn’t even give a damn, this shit was heaven.

After a few seconds, I heard my voice on her phone causing me to suck my teeth. This damn girl caught me slipping and recorded me. “If you don’t delete that shit.” I sat up and tried to reach for her phone.

“Nope.” She laughed.

“Alright.. Ima get you back.” I nodded as I thought about a plan.

Jaylen

In the middle of eating my delicious ass pie, I heard a few knocks constantly banging on my door. This would be the 5th time I yelled that it was open. Nobody can just show up to my door step without asking for me at the front desk, so it was obviously someone that I knew. Whoever it was, was 3 seconds away from catching a bullet up their ass.

Just as I was starting to ignore them again and focus on my food, they started up. “YO! ITS FUCKING OPEN!” I yelled louder than before as I threw my fork down. I swear to god if it was Odell, I was gonna hurt this nigga. I wasn’t in the best mood, because I didn’t get any sleep and I woke up with a mean headache. All I wanted to do was eat my pie and watch some tv but I guess that was too much to ask.

The knocking continued, making me suck my teeth and get ready to beat somebody’s ass. What bored ass muhfucka rings the doorbell for 10-15 fucking minutes? Has to be somebody with no life.

Walking further towards the living room, I swung the door open only to have the delightful view of my beautiful little sister. My shitty attitude immediately went away.

“JAYLA!” I yelled excitedly as I picked her dainty body up and spun her around. Her loud giggles could be heard throughout my condo.

“Bubba, I missed you!” She smiled as she grabbed my cheeks, squeezing them. Chuckling at her antics, I played with her long pigtails before putting her down.

“Damn ya old man don’t get no love?” I heard my dad’s voice making me laugh. I was gonna smack this nigga for ringing my doorbell, cause it honestly made my head hurt worse. I knew it wasn’t Jayla, because she was too short to even reach it.

“Why you ring the doorbell like you aint got a key?”

“Nigga knowing you, I ain’t wanna just barge in here since my baby with me.”

“Man.. I ain’t doing shit and like a normal person you could’ve just called.” I told him in a duh-like manner. He just shrugged.

“That’s one thing about ya pops.. I ain’t normal.” We walked further into the living room before sitting on the couch. Jayla had sat next to me, tracing the tattoos on my arm.

“Oh I know.” I rolled my eyes as he laughed. I looked over at Jayla and she was playing some game on my phone. How she got my phone? I don’t know.

“So what brings you he-”

“Damn its cold as hell in he- JAYLA!” I heard Odell’s voice as he ran in and picked up Jayla. She was just as excited as him.

“Why you ain’t tell me she was coming?”

“I didn’t know she was. Speaking of that, not to be rude.. but what made you show up?” I asked my pops. If I would’ve known they were coming, I would’ve cleaned up and had something planned instead of sitting in here all day. I could’ve threw them a party or something.

“She been on my ass about staying over here and she’s finally out of school and you said you wanted to watch lil mama for the summer. I mean, I ain’t letting you keep her the whole summer but maybe 2 weeks..”

“Why not?” I didn’t see what was wrong with keeping her the whole summer. I barely get to see her unless I fly out there cause her crooked ass mom never wants her to come out here.

“Nigga that’s my only daughter.. I can’t be away from her too long and her mama would definitely say hell no.” He stated.

“I hardly get to see her pops. At least a month?”

“I’ll see..” he sighed before he pulled out his phone and started texting. I’m guessing he was talking to his bm. She could kiss my ass if she didn’t wanna let Jayla stay longer. I don’t see what the big deal was. I’m responsible, I know how to handle kids. Yea I smoke, but of course I wouldn’t do it around Jay. I would be an idiot.

“Nigga you smoke like all day everyday, how you gone handle that?” I heard Odell ask as my head snapped in his direction. I swear if looks could kill this nigga would be deader than disco music.

I glared at him, before he noticed he had said too much. How dumb did he think I was? “Really Jaylen? And you want me to let you watch her for that long? On top of that, you be letting all them scheming ass hoes run in and out here. I don’t want all them people around her.” His speech was shorter than I thought. Usually he could go for hours.

“Pops, I’m your son. You should know I would never put Jayla in any harm or dangerous situations. Yes I smoke, but I planned on stopping if she was gonna be here. And you ain’t gotta worry about me having anybody besides Odell over. You got my word on that.” I explained to him. I knew he trusted Odell, so if anything was involved with him he’d say yes. He felt as if Odell was the more mature and responsible one and I don’t know why. This nigga more childish than me.

“Alright.. I trust you then. Don’t let me down, or that’s yo ass.” He stressed sternly.

“Alright baby girl, you gone be a good girl for ya brother?” My dad asked as she nodded quickly with a big smile on her face.

“Good. Im bout to go, come give your daddy a kiss.” Within a blink of an eye, she ran and jumped in his arms. They both talked for a little while and exchanged goodbyes before he started to leave.

“Ima FaceTime you every 2 minutes for her.. better answer too.” And with that he left. By now, it was just Jayla and I.

“What you wanna do pumpkin?”

“Hmmm.. can we make smores?”

“At this time of the day?” I asked with an eyebrow raised. She nodded anxiously and I stood up before laughing. I could never say no to her. She was spoiled as hell.

“Alright then, smores it is.” Jumping up and down on our way to the kitchen, I looked in the pantry to see if I had everything for the s'mores.

“Bubba, can I have a boyfriend?” She asked as she struggled to reach the sink. Picking her up, I held her high enough to where she could wash her hands.

“Boyfriend? You watch too much tv.”

She just giggled. “Jayla why would you ask me that?”

“Odell is cute.” She shrugged as I shook my head but couldn’t help but laugh. No wonder she was always so excited to see him, she had a crush on him.

Robyn: is my jacket over there

Me: yea prob idk

Robyn: could you just leave it outside of your door

Me: really dude.. that’s the dumbest shit I’ve ever heard

Robyn: no what’s dumb is how you tried to stunt on me

I sighed realizing that she was about to write a whole fucking speech that I honestly wasn’t even gonna read. Females kill me with that. Writing a whole book for what? Shit was a waste of time.

Me: alright whatever

“Hold on right quick Jayla, stay here.” I told her as I went to the closet to get Robyn’s pussy ass jacket.

Leaving it outside my door like she asked, I shrugged and closed it before going back in the kitchen. I hope somebody steals her shit.

A couple of seconds later, I got another text.

Robyn: this isn’t even mines wtf 🤦🏽‍♀️

Me: well u come fucking look for it then instead of sneaking around and shit like u doin now

Difficult ass was starting to piss me off. Let me just put my phone away.

“Aight I’m ba- I told you to wait.” I smacked my lips as I noticed Jayla eating some of the snores she had already made.

“You took long Bubba..” she shrugged as she pushed all the items my way, since she was done with hers. So much for spending time together..

After talking to Jayla about almost everything, I started to get her ready for bed. Once I sang to her, she was out like the light. Just in time, my pops text me.

Pops🤘🏽: where my pumpkin

Me: in its field

Pops🤘🏽: what

Me: sleep in my bed 😂 she’s safe pops damn.

Laughing to myself, I looked over at Jayla to see her sound asleep. Making my way towards the bathroom, I cut the shower on and stripped out of my clothes before stepping in.

I ain’t really wanna stay in too long so after 20 minutes I got out. I was trying to sleep harder than a baby.

Wrapping a towel around my waist as I got

out of the shower, I hummed to the music that was coming from my tv

Applying lotion all over my body, I followed up with some deodorant and replaced my towel with a pair of basketball shorts. Once I slid into some socks, I cut the light off and made my way into the kitchen. I was thirsty as shit.

I stopped at first because I had heard some shit, but maybe I was tripping. Jayla was asleep so I knew it wasn’t her.

Seeing a black shadow by the closet, i furrowed my eyebrows. I know I ain’t getting robbed.. “Yo what the fuck,” I spoke out as the person screamed and decked me right in the nose before I could even move a muscle.

I fell to the ground, groaning in pain as I held my nose.

The lights had cut on and there Robyn stood, standing over me with her hand over her mouth. I should’ve known it was her dumb ass.

“I’m sorry, you scared the sh-” she apologized but I started to question why she was even here in the first place without my permission. Who told her to just let herself in?

“Fuck was you in my closet for anyway?” I groaned, holding my now bleeding nose.

“You never gave me my jacket, so I came to get it myself and I didn’t think you’d be up.”

“You lucky you showed yourself because I was bout to Jody yo ass real talk.”

“I’m sorry..” she sighed as she took a wet napkin and tried to clean my nose but I backed away from her.

“Fuck no, stay yo heavy handed ass over there.” I put my hands up so she wouldn’t come near me. When I tell you this fucking girl Mayweathered my ass, I’m deadass.

“You want me to take you to the hospital?” She tried to touch my nose but I pushed her hand away.

“Where yo nigga?” I asked out of curiosity. Just last time she was putting up a front when I was trying to fuck with her. If she was with her nigga instead of here my damn nose wouldn’t be hurting.

“Really Jaylen?”

“Yea really.. why you over here and not wit him?” Her face twisted up.

“Boy I came to get my wallet and your big boogie man looking ass scared me which made me to punch you in the face and I felt bad but now I don’t since you wanna get a stank attitude about it. Move,” she spat as she grabbed her jacket pushed me to the side so I could get out of her way. I just wanted to squeeze her little ass head.

“Fuck you talking to like that?” I held my nose as I stood up. The last thing she did was flick me off before slamming my front door.

Fuck her.

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