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"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦"
- 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐢
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Fazon and I laid across my bed, he stared out of the window at the view while I stared at our reflection in the mirror.
His head was rested on my stomach and one of his arms were threw over me. My hands rested on his head massaging his scalp which seemed to calm both me and him.
We've been like this since we got back here two hours ago, just sitting in the comfortable silence of eachother.
We hadn't spoke about what happened in Chicago, he didn't want to and I didn't want to pressure him.
I knew the media was flaunting the story everywhere, which is why we hadn't been on our phones since the whole thing happened.
We were just in our own little bubble, where nothing else existed. We weren't famous, we didn't have the media in our face all the time. We were just two people in love, enjoying eachothers company.
"You hungry?" He asked looking at me breaking the silence and my thoughts.
I looked down at him, I was about to shake my head no before I heard my stomach growl and nodded my head.
He stood up and stretched, "Lemme cook for you." He said as I eyed him before I smirked, "What you gone make me?"
He shrugged scratching his head, "Ion know yet, I gotta see what you got here."
"Okay come on." I mumbled getting out of the bed and followed him to the kitchen.
I sat on the bar stool and leaned against the island as I watched him look inside the refrigerator.
He began pulling different things out, before he went into my cabinets. He looked inside every single one until he found the seasonings. Setting the seasoning he chose on the counter next to the food he had set out.
I just watched him focus on the meal he was preparing for the both of us.
"What you finna make?" I asked making him look at me, "Fish and spaghetti." He said making me scrunch my face up.
"Fish don't go with spaghetti." I told him making him look at me crazy, "What?"
"Who eats fish with spaghetti."
"Everybody muhfucka, who don't?"
"Nobody eat that shit together. That must be some weird shit ya'll eat where you from." I shook my head as he shook his as well.
"That shit crazy as hell." He said as he thawed out the fish and I just watched him move around in the kitchen.
"Can you even cook forreal though?" I asked as he straight faced me, "Stop tryna' play me girl."
"I'm just askin', ian never had no food cooked by you before." I shrugged as he smacked his lips, "Yes I can cook nigga." He waved me off as he put the italian sausage into the pan.
[A/N: Ground beef is nasty asf in spaghetti]
"Play some music." He said making me scrunch my face up, "Ion wanna listen to no music."
"I do, so play some." He looked at me making me just look at him blankly.
"Sing some." He glanced at me making me look at him funny, "No." I shook my head standing up to walk out of the kitchen.
He grabbed me pulling me into him, "Sing me some." He mumbled kissing my neck as I tried not to smile.
"Noo, movee." I dragged trying to unwrap his arm from around my waist.
"Ian movin' till you sing me some." He said kissing down my neck before he began sucking on my spot and my legs almost buckled.
"Look at you." He laughed making me turn around pushing him, "Shut up, that's what ian singin' yo' ass shit." I flicked him off walking out of the kitchen.
I walked over to my bluetooth speakers turning them on before I walked back into the kitchen.
"What you wanna listen to?" I asked Fazon as he poured the spaghetti sauce into the pan.
"Dangerously In Love." He told me making me look at him before I shook my head, "Alexa play Dangersouly In Love.".
The song began playing through the bluetooth speakers as I sat on the island top watching him.
He adjusted the fire before he mixed the sauce a little and set the wooden spoon down turning to the fish.
I watched as he began getting the fish fry ready before he turned around looking at me.
He walked inbetween my legs and gripped my thighs as I just looked at him.
I grabbed his face pecking his lips before I began singing along to the song, "I am in love with you." I sung as he smirked looking at me.
"You set me free, I can't do this thing called life without you here with me." I continued singing to him as he just stared me in my eyes making me laugh letting his face go.
"Nah keep going."
"No you making me nervous." I rolled my eyes as he just laughed turning back to the stove.
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"Hm." He set my plate in front of me making me smile.
"This better be good Fazon." I eyed him as he grabbed the hotsauce out of the cabinet.
"It is nigga shut up." He said placing the hotsauce on the island and I grabbed it putting some on my fish.
I put a forkful of spaghetti into my mouth before I nodded my head, "This good as fuck." I said after I was done chewing and he shrugged, "I know."
"You supposed to say thank you." I told him as he waved me off eating a piece of fish after dipping it into his hot sauce.
"Yo' peoples know you back out here?" He asked me making me shrug, "Ion know, ian been on my phone."
"My shit somewhere inna hotel. I left it." He shrugged making me look at him crazy.
"Why?"
"Ion want it. Ion wanna see shit they talm 'bout inna media. I don't want nobody calling me askin' me a million fuckin' questions. Ion want none of that shit." He explained as I nodded my head understanding.
"Ian been on my phone because it's just so peaceful. I'm enjoying you, and I don't need nothing messing my mood up." I said as he just looked at me before he looked back down at his plate.
The rest of the time we ate, we ate in silence. He didn't say nothing so I didn't say nothing.
Once we were done eating I washed our plates while he went to my room.
I walked inside seeing him staring at the ceiling, he looked at me as I came closer before he looked back at the ceiling.
I stood in front of him and he looked at me again staring at me, "What?" He asked as I just shrugged.
"What's wrong?" I asked him laying beside him before I laid my head on his chest and his hand rested on my ass.
"Everything. It's like my life and career going downhill fast as fuck and there ain't shit I can do to stop it. So I jus' gotta ride the rollercoaster." He expressed as I just listened to him.
"You the only stable thing in my life forreal g. Like everybody else either jus' around for my money. Or they just gave up on me because I kept pushin' em away."
"Then that shit that just happened just confirmed that I'm fucked up and a drug addict and allat otha' shit people think." He sighed as he moved me so that I was straddling his lap instead.
"Normally I can control myself. Like ion do shit if ion want to. But man it's like I needed that shit, ian had it in so long. I missed how it made me feel. I missed the fun, I miss when everything was just fun and games. Life was fun and I was numb."
"When I'm round you I want some different. Like you make me wanna change. But last night I jus' man ion know. Bein' round all them industry muhfuckas. Everybody in my face and shit, I needed to get the fuck away." He shook his head as he avoided looking me in my eyes.
"You scared me so bad." I said as he looked at the ceiling, "I thought that was the end for me. It as like I just felt like that was it. I couldn't even be mad if I did die, ian got shit to live for."
"Stop talkin' like that." I shook my head as he continued looking everywhere but at me.
"Look at me." I said grabbing his face making him look at me, "You gone get through this. We gone get through this. You not doing this for just you. Remember you doing this for Marl, you got to leave behind ya'll legacy." I told him as I watched the tears build up in his eyes.
"Ion deserve you." He mumbled as his voice cracked a little and the tears fell.
I wiped his tears and shook my head, "You deserve so much, you don't even know. You do so much for everybody. You were basically killing yourself to please everybody else. You deserve so much more than you think." I said shaking my head wiping his tears as they continued to fall.
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Imma end it right there.....
I damn near cried writing this. Fazon my favorite person ever and it's making me mad that I can't write him like I want to.
- BAABYPRADA🍍