A 600Breezy fan fic. *Warning* Be ready for it to get disrespectful.
Khamille Rivera is just a regular girl working hard to get up out the hood until her bestfriend Jela introduces her to one of the finest men she's ever seen. Too bad he's a savag...
"Kham you really leaving me here by myself?" Breezy whined in my ear.
"Now who's the one sounding clingy?"
"Finee."
"Aww what's the matter with my baby?" I asked him in my baby voice.
"I know you aint baby talking to a nigga?"
"Well stop being a baby then." I replied rolling my eyes.
I got up from the couch and made my way to the bedroom so I could get ready.
I really wanted to just stay in the house tonight. I'm not in the mood for these hoes. I'm definitely not tryna hear Jela and Shay argue. These bitches got a love hate relationship.
It was now 5:20 and we supposed to be going to dinner around 6:30. For the last 5 hours I just been relaxing. If you let Breezy tell it, I been teasing him the whole afternoon.
He's mad because I been walking around with my onesie and some knee high socks on.
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I mean it's not even that bad. He told me to get comfortable and that's how I walk around at home. Poor fella, he just couldn't handle all this thickness. He thinks because I somewhat live with him it's bouta be sex all day everyday.
"Kham you sure you wanna go?" He asked coming behind me pressing up against me.
"Yes thirsty. I haven't seen the girls in forever."
"Damn a nigga can't even get no loving from his baby."
"Antonio stop being dramatic besides who said I wasn't gonna surprise you when I get home?"
"Yeah right don't get my hopes up bro."
"Yeah you right." I said laughing. He huffed and left out the room, probably to go pout on the couch.
