(Getting) Well. ❤️ -For Aniya-

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"Aniya!" Kyrie said calling my name.

"Yes, Kyrie?" I replied from the closet
"Baby I love you." Kyrie said, as I exited the closet entering back into our bedroom.

"Aw, I love you too baby." I replied walking over to the bed.

Getting into bed facing Kyrie, I stared into his eyes.

He looked down breaking eye contact.

I lowered my head so that we were once again staring at each other.

I smiled a big cheesy grin, making him smile as well.
"You're so silly." He said kissing my lips.

I deepened the kiss.

Kyrie pushed his body up against mine.

"Do you wanna?" He mumbled through the make-out session.

"I'm all yours."
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Around three in the morning I felt Kyrie nudge me a few times.

"Aniya wake up."

"Huh?" I yawned a bit dazed.

"Aly says she doesn't feel well.. I don't know what to do."

"Where is she?" I asked.

Kyrie flipped on the lamp to reveal a sleeping Aly cuddled up by him, with her teddy bear, Freddie.

My heart melted at the sight of them.
He rocked her back and forth until she opened her eyes.

"Mommy?"
"Yes honey?"

"My throat hurts."

"Do you want some medicine?" I asked pulling the bottle and medicine cup out of my nightstand.
"No, no it is grossy!" She said in her baby voice.

"No, this ones not.. it's berry flavored."

"Okay I guess so."

I poured the medicine into the cup, and I gave the cup to Kyrie, as he still held her in his arms.

I got up out of bed, to get her sippy cup from her room.
"Mommy don't go." Aly said nearly asleep.

"I'll be right back I'm going to get sippy... Okay?"

"Okkaaay." She said yawning.

I walked out of the room, and into Aly's turning on her bedroom light, I stood by her bed, and searched through the blankets for her sippy cup.

After I found the cup I left the room turning the light back off. As I turned the corner to enter back into mine and Kyrie's room,
I hit my toe on the wall.

"Ouch ouch fuck!" I yelled sort of loudly

"You okay Niya?"
Kyrie asked looking up to see what had happened.

"Yeah I'm fine, I hit my toe."
Hopping on one foot back to the bed.

"My poor babies." He smirked pecking my bottom lip.

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