(October 9th, Saturday, 12:19pm)
Steve's POV:
I've been working my ass off financially and in school for what I'm about to do. And suddenly now everyone wants to be worried.
"So you didn't go home for his eighteenth, and y'all are doing this instead?" Brie cringes.
"Oh no this has been the plan for a little while now we just haven't talked about it much." I shrugged.
"And he's okay with you missing his birthday?" She frowns.
"Yeah, oh shit. It's his mom's birthday let me call her." I call my other mother, and she answers happily.
"Hello, baby!" She cheers, I can hear her smile.
"Happy Birthday Mrs. Curtis!" I return her glow through the phone.
"Aw thank you so much, Steve. You remember every year." She cooes.
"Yeah I'm actually gonna be in Tulsa today but I won't see you until tomorrow."
"Aw why not?"
"That. Is a secret."
We don't talk for much longer after that. Which is fine by me I have a road to hit.
"Steven you're crazy." Brie shakes her head.
"Yeah, Briellie Belly, crazy in love."
And the next thing I know I'm in the car shouting at myself with the song. "Got me looking so crazy, my baby. I'm not myself, lately I'm foolish, I don't do this. I've been playing myself, baby, I don't care."
I pull into my driveway, get out and go inside leaving something very important in my car. Two very important things. But on purpose.
"Heyyyy!" I call out to my family bringing my sister the drink from Starbucks I had got her. I already drank all of mine in the car.
"Damn, you come home whenever you want." Dad laughs as he hugs me.
"No. Tomorrow's important."
"So you forgot that yesterday was Soda's birthday?" He folds his arms.
I laugh, "I couldn't forget that with Alzheimer's. He knows I'm here but I'm not gonna go see him until tomorrow."
"Why?" Branty shrugs with a confused look on her face.
"Because today I have to handle business and have fun like there is no tomorrow because there is no tomorrow." I smirk.
They both look at me just like how Brielle did.
Steve, you're crazy.
I am.
Pony's POV:
Johnny is 37 weeks pregnant. And I swear these ten have went by way too fast. At 30 weeks we could still barely see his bump. And now it's almost full, it's still not big, but little isn't my the right word either.
Soda's driving us around into all the places looking for a suit. He says it's for homecoming, but I'm not buying it. Cause homecoming is literally today and he's already established what he's wearing!
"No, no. Maybe I don't wanna wear that maybe I wanna go bigger. I mean this is senior year. I literally can't over do it." He's grinning ear to ear has been all day.
"My damn are you pregnant or something? Did Steve knock you up so hard that smile is a sticker now?" Johnny giggles.
He gasp, but me and Johnny both laugh so hard I think we're gonna die.
"Wow, Cade. Wow!" He rolls his eyes, as we get out the car to go into the fiftieth store today.
"Yes. This. This is it." We clap because for once he figure something out in life.
He buys an all white suit with these ruffles going down the middle. It's nice I've gotta admit.
"Wait... I gotta go do some really shit at two so I'm gonna drop you guys back off." He announces.
"Woah Johnny he's gotta do his big boy stuff without us." I laugh.
"I do." And with that our asses get dropped the fuck off at home.
I guess we should get ready for homecoming too.
Steve's POV:
-7pm-
"I go out with Sarah for her birthday, come home and you're, Strawberry blonde?!" My mom smiles out in straight confusion.
My sister has been laughing for hours at my hair. She said I was a strawberry cow. Little bitch.
"No I think it looks good. I'm just in shock." Branty was down on the floor probably laughing at Moms face.
"I think so too, but this is the weirdest he's acted ever." Dad laughs at himself in shock. "Whatever happens tomorrow better be Earth-shattering, man."
(October 10th, Sunday, 1:36pm)
Soda's Pov:
Our vows were so cringey and soggy that we're both standing here sobbing, with big rings on our fingers.
"Do you Steve take Soda to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death does you part?"
He's like quivering, "I do." I laugh a little at him crying before I get asked the same thing.
"I do." I'm probably not looking any better.
"You may kiss the groom." We kiss happily and take it slow. We pull away laughing and thank him.
It's picture time bitches.
We hired a photographer and told him to go to our favorite place. With the sun shining it's stunning there. We do a few with the certificate Steve has in a frame. Steven Curtis.
We have the same initials now, SC.
"Who should we surprise first?" I hold his hands in mine.
"Your hair is still surprising me." He laughs. When he went strawberry I went platinum.
It surprised me too. Everyone at homecoming thought I was losing my shit.
"The Curtis's." He grins.
He's drives us there then we get out and walk straight in.
With as much air as a person can take in my mom gasps hard.
Pony just stares in pure shock.
"So we might've did something..." I shrug.
"The real question is. What's your name?" Dad smiles wide.
"Soda and-
"Steve Curtis." I see Steve cringing hard at himself.
My mom lets out a shocked, long, loud scream. Pony looks like he wants to scream too. My dad laughs, and laughs harder. Until he's red.
"I'm so done the Curtis's." He throws his arms down.
"Well, hot damn." Mom sighs, "y'all told the Randles?"
"Not yet." Steve shrugs.
"Well then bye." She shoos us off, "you've got things to do."
And with that we're back in the damn car driving away.
We walk into his house and it's like everyone just got paused.
We laugh almost nervously.
"Woah." Mrs. Randle frowns.
"Yeah." Steve nods.
"I feel like I missed a few chapters." His glances around to see if anyone else is less confused. But they all are so it's no help.
"We all did." I answer him.
"So you dye your hair and get married? You're off your rockers Steve Randy." His mom shakes her head laughing.
"Actually that's 'you're off your rockers Steve Curtis', Mom." He corrects. Brantley does the same thing as Mom, she straight up screams.
Mrs. Randles eyes go huge. And his dad looks stunned to say the least. "Wow!" Him and his wife look at each other and just smile and nod.
"Well you grew up fast." She sighs.
I get a text from my mom, "Here she goes." I sigh. "My mom asked if everyone wanted to get Mexican at five?"
They all agree and now we have to change.
Damn, this is my first dinner as a married man.
-5:15-
"So." Pony played with his straw, "how's that virginity looking, bud?"
He said it loud enough for the whole table to hear and I go bright red.
"Destroyed." Steve smiles.
I look over at him slowly. "what?"
"I'm destroying you tonight." He nods.
I look back at the rest of the table to make sure I'm not tweaking out right now.
"Wedding night." Mom shrugs.
"No no, no wedding." I giggle.
"You're married, baby." Mrs. Randle agrees.
"Yeah and I took your last name and I'm taking your virginity with it." Steve grins.
"Okay I'm not mad, but like. Scared? Or curious I don't know?" I shake my head.
"You'll be fine. You'll be better than fine." He assures.
"I feel married life wouldn't exist to y'all. Like he's still just your best friend." Brantley shrugs.
"Exactly." We agree.
"That's the best part." I add.
"I feel like the only thing married people do is go around talking about the shit that their husband or wife does." Steve squints.
"No, that's what you do when you've been married for a very long time." Dad nods.
"Newly weds tend to be a little more fun." Mr. Randle explains.
"So I'm no fun for you?" His wife raises her eyebrows.
He closes his eyes and opens them slowly, "oh you're quite the adventure alright."
The table shares a laugh. Damn I really have like...
A new family.
-8pm-
We're on our way to our place. Turns out it's called, heavens garden, and it's owned by the city. It's basically a park no one knows about.
I drive and I make sure I tease Steve the whole way there. I need him to do me right when everything happens.
We're still another five to ten minutes out.
His shirts already off, so I reach over and rub his nipples. "Uhn, uhh~ please~" he rubs himself down and shivers.
"Don't touch yourself, baby. Just wait." I tell him.
We get there and he runs out of the car taking me with him. He strips me and himself, then takes a condom out of his Jean pocket and slides it on.
"Oh your horny." I giggle and his lips crash straight into mine. It's crazy how he knows how to get me going.
I feel hickeys to my tip and fingers on my hard cock. The second I moan we get on the ground and he lays me down. I feel his fingers playing up in my wetness. He starts hitting all his places and I finally he smiles, "are you ready?"
"Of course." I smile back.
I feel his huge cock slide into me exactly like how I thought it would.
My eyes roll back in my head and I let out a satisfied moan, my smile didn't leave. Steve giggles, "yeah?"
"Yeah~" I answer. He starts to move and it just gets better and better.
It's not long before it starts slapping just like how people say it does.
"Holy shit you're wet~" Steve's tears on trickling down onto my shoulder and he's giving me a hickey, but not necessarily on purpose.
He starts bucking, fast and I feel it hitting my soul. My moans are getting deep. Him whimpering into my ear isn't helping one bit either.
He starts trembling and this is when I have to warn, "I'm cumming~"
We both hold onto each other for dear life and cum at the same time. He falls off of me but it's more of a roll since I'm still holding on.
"Thank you." I pant.
"No. Thank you." I feel his dick fall out of me and we laugh.
If this is how sex always is. He'll be my husband forever.
-this chapter was also fun af to write and it made me happy 🤗written: 11/27/2023-