SHE'S JUST LIKE CANDY, SHE'S SO SWEET BUT YOU KNOW THAT IT AIN'T REAL CHERRY
______ die with you.
|HIGH SCHOOL|
BLAKE HARSHLY CRACKED HIS KNUCKLES before sending a punch to the man's face. His head lulled to the side from the impact, immediately beginning to bleed out from his nose.
It was dark and stuffy inside the basement, feeling as if a prison but it could only be that for the people unlucky enough to be bound down there. A light flickered above the two, making the scene appear more sinister and suspenseful than it actually was.
"When you gone start talking?"
"Fuck you." He spat pitifully, coughing up blood within his words "I'll die before I ever snitch o-"
He couldn't finish his sentence as Blake swiftly reached out and broke his neck, the sickening crackle that resulted from the quick murder had echoed loudly throughout the room.
Blake shook his head, breathing slowly as he watched the man's body go slump in the chair. The same eyes that were staring hatefully at the teenager are now dull and lifeless.
He looked back as he heard footsteps coming down the stairs, rolling his eyes when he recognized the voice
"Ight so we got a saw, a drill, and some pliers... I couldn't find the axe- what the fuck, man! You killed him already?"
"He was annoying me."
"Niggaaaaa!" K3 dragged out, groaning loudly "He probably would've told us some important shit!"
Blake shrugged, "We can get it another way."
Kayden rolled his eyes, dropping the dangerous items carelessly on the floor before jogging back up the stairs with Blake trailing behind.
"He talked?"
"Hell nawl. Ghost killed his ass before I could even get down there for real." Kayden scoffed, walking out of the office with annoyance clear on his face
Pablo nodded, puffing smoke from his cigar, watching closely as Blake sat down, putting his attention on his phone.
"You only hurting yourself, you know that right?"
Blake stopped typing, glaring fiercely at his boss
"I just wanna know who killed my brother and if they can't tell me, Ion gotta need for 'em."
"It takes time."
"It's been a year, Pab. I'm tired of waiting."
"And you think breaking the neck of every lead we have is going to help?" Pablo raised an eyebrow, crossing his fingers together in his lap
Blake didn't respond as his phone rang loudly. He stared at it with furrowed eyebrows, looking up at Pablo solemnly with a single nod before rising from his seat and exiting the office.
"Yo." He spoke, placing the phone to his ear only to immediately pull it away when he heard Kenji's loud voice emit from the speaker
"Hiiiiiii!"
"Wassup, Peach."
"Would you like to come over to hang out and stuff? No one is home right now so I'm really really bored." She spoke, making sure her tone sounded sad " We can bake cookies!"
Blake glanced back into Pablo's office, seeing he was now too busy on the phone to finish their meeting about his careless killing.
"Yeah. I'll be over there." He poked his tongue against his cheek "I got a few more plays to make though."
"Can I come?"
His eyebrows scrunched roughly as he drew his head back, offended that she'd even ask that "No."
"Why not? I come with you everywhere else." They'd been going out together for a few days now since the whole swimming pool fiasco so it was no surprise when she pulled that card
"Fuck I look like letting you come with me while I sell some fucking drugs, Akira? You a pretty girl, youn even needa be near that. Don't ask me no stupid shit like that again, worda bro."
Kenji was silent for a moment before speaking with a mischievous smile "You think I'm pretty?"
"Man Peach... get the fuck off my phone dawg." Blake ended the call, smacking his lips together irritably. He pocketed his phone with a disapproving head shake "Weird ass lil girl."
xxx
Blake felt his entire being shake as he took a swig of water, allowing him to swallow the pink pill on his tongue. His racing heart began to slow, making him feel like he was on another planet.
Blinking repeatedly, he roughly sniffled while holding his already red nose "Fuck." He mumbled, letting his head slump over onto the window
never will i cheat on you
never will i commit treason
blowin' a bag on you
do all of that for no reason
He slowly began to count the money he made today, nodding in approval when it equaled up for his weekly payments to Pablo and just a little bit more for his own personal expenses.
Placing the stacks of cash under the seat of his car, Blake looked over at the house he was parked in front of with a deep sigh before pulling his phone out.
kenji
Yo
I'm here
He heard his phone ding a few seconds after he sent the text but didn't bother to glance at it as he opened the car door with a yawn.
"Heyyyy!" A high-pitched voice yelled excitedly "Hurry! You're moving so slow, Siah!"
Blake stepped out of his car, staring at Kenji while she stood on her front porch, waving her arms around in the air wildly.
He began approaching her, raising an eyebrow when she didn't run to him for a hug like she always does "Why you being weird to me?"
Kenji looked confusedly at him, tapping her foot against the pavement "What you mean?" She asked, walking inside the house with Blake right on her trail
He waved her off with a small shrug of his shoulders, closing the door behind him "Nun."
"So what do you wanna do first?" She questioned excitedly, eyes beaming up at him
"I wanna do whatever you wanna do, Peach."
"Baking!" She smiled widely, clapping excitedly
He was unsure as he followed her to the kitchen, resisting a deep laugh when he saw the amount of ingredients on the counter, readily awaiting their use.
"Damn. How much is we finna make?" He scratched his head with a puzzled facial expression
Kenji giggled softly, "A batch big enough to feed fifty people!"
"What?"
-
And that led the two teenagers to their current position, both covered in flour from head to toe. Kenji laughed herself to a point of tears coming out of her eyes while Blake simply stood there looking annoyed.
"You play too much."
"You don't play enough!" She giggled, trying to dust flour off of her face only to create more of a mess
Blake rolled his eyes, "Dumb ass."
Kenji shook her head at his insults, handing him a piping bag filled with buttercream icing "Just put some swirls on the white cookies only. Chocolate chip cookies are good by themselves."
He nodded, watching her decorate a few cookies as an example before following her actions to a T, even adding a few of his own designs to some of them. Who knew he was so good at this?
"They look so cute."
Blake watched as she beamed up at him with the same ridiculously beautiful smile he saw in his dreams but now wasn't the time to have these thoughts, he could write about this moment later on in his diary.
He clear his throat, feeling suffocated by the delicate smell of Vanilla scented perfume that seemed to always radiate off the girl next to him, never failing to send him into a trance-like state.
"So uh, who we made these for?" He asked, watching as she leaned down to pipe icing on the last two cookies
"Homeless shelter," She mumbled, trying to concentrate "My mom got our family into the tradition to always give or donate to those in need and we've carried that with us since she died."
"Be someone to someone." Blake whispered, remembering what Kassandra always preached
She stood up straight and stared down at the desserts before suddenly smiling, "Perfect!" Kenji let a hand go across her face with a sigh, she was just happy that they were done and she could relax now
Blake raised an eyebrow, "You got..." He resisted a deep laugh, "You got icing on your lip."
Kenji frowned, going to wipe it off but she failed as she'd wiped the wrong side of her mouth.
"Never-mind." Blake murmured, turning away from her towards the sink to dampen a napkin
Kenji bounced on the heels of her feet, patiently waiting for him to help her "I must look like a clown with all this flour and stuff on my face?"
He didn't respond to her randomized question, instead he simply turned back around with a bored facial expression "C'mere."
Blake grabbed her chin, forcing her head up to him before dabbing the wet napkin around her lips.
The kitchen was silent as Kenji struggled to keep her breathing steady, the intensity in their closeness made her feel things that she's never felt before. She was confused.
They stared into one another's eyes, Ghosts grip on her chin was weirdly affectionate as he examined her face.
"You so fucking beautiful, peach." He whispered, forgetting about the napkin as he ran his thumb along her lips caressingly. The words came out of his mouth before he could even stop himself
"Thank you, Siah."
Blake dropped his hands back down to his side, quickly looking away from Kenji before he did something he'd regret. He nervously rubbed his neck, "Uh... we um- we needa clean the kitchen up right quick."
"Right!" She awkwardly smiled, "I'll sweep and you can wipe down the counters."
As the two started doing their own separate tasks in an attempt to clean the huge mess they (Kenji) made, both drifted off into their own thoughts about the same topic.
Blake's compliment.
Kenji was a smiling yet shy mess while Blake was having a mental battle with himself and internally cringing at his own words.
The girl glanced over at Blake, scrunching her eyebrows when he looked as though nothing was wrong with him at all, as though he wasn't feeling awkward and wasn't growing tired of this uncomfortable silence... or was it just her?
Kenji shrugged carelessly at her thoughts before grabbing her phone and pressing shuffle on her favorite AppleMusic playlist to fill up the tension.
Blake immediately groaned at the soft beat, "Why it can't ever just be quiet when you around?"
She ignored his antics, only becoming excited when she recognized the song "Ohh! I love this song!" Kenji said happily
Ghost raised an eyebrow watching as the girl glided across the hard-wood mahogany floor to retrieve the dustpan.
She giggled, prancing back over to him to dance as he stood, silently watching her while poking his tongue against his cheek, leaning back against the counter with his arms folded.
The beat of Daniel Caesar's, Cyanide, flowing throughout the house as his tall form stood staring down at her, he shook his head while rolling his brown eyes playfully
"I love dominantly!" She laughed, holding the dustpans handle close to her mouth as though it was a mic "You make me weak, make me thirsty for release."
He nodded along to the music, almost cracking a smirk at the way she moved her hips "You a goofy."
She raised an eyebrow, scrunching her nose at him "Wan' come compliment me...? Then become my enemy?"
"Are you done?"
Kenji smacked her lips together, shifting her weight to her left leg and continuing to sing along to the lyrics.
Blake's eyes didn't falter from watching the scene in front of him as he swiftly reached over her head and grabbed her phone, quickly pausing the music.
Kenji abruptly stopped her actions, smacking his arm when she'd realized what he had done "Why would you do that?"
Blake only responded to her question with another question "Can we go watch a movie or sumn'?"
"No, we can not. Now give me my phone."
Blake twisted his lips disapprovingly at her tone, he held the phone up above his head knowing she'd have to jump up and down to even attempt to touch it
"See, now yeen getting shit."
"Boy fuck you." She mumbled, waving him off "For real though, give me my phone."
"No."
"I'm not playing with you."
"I'm not either...?"
She slowly blinked at him with the straightest face she could make before bursting into laughter as he stood there looking at her like she had two heads.
"It's something wrong with you." He mumbled, dropping the phone in her hand
"What did I do?" Kenji giggled loudly
"Ian even make a joke and you laughing. Fuck be wrong with your ass?" He asked, genuinely confused at her behavior
"You take everything so serious." She pulled her bottom lip in between her teeth, reaching up to softly pat his cheeks
Blake stared blankly before gathering the sense to simply walk past her and up the stairs, making a beeline for her bedroom.
"Rude!" Kenji scoffed, watching his retreating figure until she couldn't see him anymore, shortly after deciding to follow him.
Once upstairs, Blake slid his hoodie off then began emptying the contents of his pockets onto her dresser which just included his gun, wallet, and a lighter.
The younger watched closely, eyeing his every move "How long are you gonna stay?"
"However long you want me to stay, Peach."
"Can you spend the night?" She asked, fiddling with her hands nervously. She hoped for a yes because she hated being alone "My dad won't be home until morning."
Blake resisted a deep sigh, he hadn't planned on staying over the entire night but he wouldn't ever deny her. As long as his actions kept a smile on her face, how could he say no?
He nodded, "Okay."
Kenji immediately clapped her hands excitedly, "This is about to be the best slumber party ever!"
"Shit, I guess." He mumbled, neatly placing his shoes by the room door
"I've never had one of these before, Siah!"
"I've been your only friend for a long time. I can see why." He chuckled quietly, going over to her bed and plopping down on it
Kenji raised her eyebrows at him questioningly, "You basically just called me a loser ass, lonely ass bitch."
Blake awkwardly coughed, looking at the girl playfully "I didn't say that but yeah."
Kenji's mouth fell open, surprised at his words. She smacked her lips together before softly pushing at his shoulder
"I'm just playing lil bro." He muttered, grabbing her hand and pulling her closer before she could fully step away from him
"Move because that wasn't funny."
Blake rolled his eyes at her stubbornness, he wrapped an arm around her waist as she struggled to get out of his hold.
"Why are you so weak?" He frowned, shaking his head disapprovingly "You can hardly push me away and I'm not even using real strength."
"Shutup."
"Imma start taking you to the gym so we can build some muscle in your tiny ass body. This shit is shameful." Blake antagonized, lightly pinching her hips "Can't be my best-friend and you weak as hell."
"Awww! We're best-friends?" She gushed, pausing the chaotic struggling
"Some like that." He murmured, letting his eyes trail over her face
Kenji smiled widely, wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him a hug. In return, Blake did the same but he couldn't resist rolling his eyes at her dramatics.
Suddenly, he felt something soft roughly hit his head, making him furrow his eyebrows and drop the hands that held Kenji close to him.
"The fuck is you doing?"
"Beating your ass!"
Kenji laughed loudly as she repeatedly hit him in the head with a pillow. He only sat there, blinking slowly and not affected by the harm she attempted to cause.
"You sneaky as hel-" He couldn't finish his sentence because she'd hit him again
"Shutup!" She giggled
Kenji swung the pillow at him but Blake quickly moved his head back, making her miss. The corners of his lips tilted up into a smirk as he grabbed another pillow on the bed and began hitting her back.
The two teenagers fought for what seemed like hours but was only five minutes. Blake was growing tired of letting Kenji win so he swiftly picked her up, falling backwards onto the bed with her straddling him.
Even while breathing heavily, Kenji still managed to throw small punches at him, "Let me go."
"Fuck you." Blake shook his head, holding her tighter "Chill out. It's getting domestic now."
She scrunched her face at his joke, "No because at one point you started hitting me too hard."
Blake groaned, sitting up with her in his lap, "Where it hurt at, Peach?"
"Are you being sarcastic?"
"No...?" He stated, which sounded more like a question "I'm being deadass. Show me so I can make it better."
"How you gone make it better?" She scoffed
Blake hummed, searching for a potential answer but all in all, he came up with none because what could he do?
The more he thought about it, the more confused he became as to what the point behind telling him even was because deep down, he did not care about Kenji whining about being hit with a pillow too hard.
"Just show me."
"My waist, my neck, and my cheek." She chuckled, "Better do what Rihanna said and kiss it better."
Blake stared at her solemnly and with boredom clear in his eyes, he could see right through her jokes and unnecessary exaggerations.
He knew she didn't expect him to actually do anything so the silence was extremely loud when he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her waist before moving on to her neck and finally her cheek, to which he pecked twice.
Inside her mind, Kenji screamed and giggled maniacally for the little girl in fifth grade that used to dream for multiple nights on end about a moment like this.
While on the other hand, she was confused about her feelings and thinking to herself, what the hell just happened... but then again, who was she to question God and his mysterious ways?
Blake noticed her silence was lasting far longer than he had anticipated, he knew she'd be stunned but not this stunned.
"Am I pushing a boundary?"
At his words, Kenji snapped out of the trance she was lost in, blinking repeatedly while trying to register what he had said
Then it clicked, "No! No, not at all. You good."
"You feel better?"
Do I?!?!?, She thought, shortly laughing after when she imagined the way it'd sound if she actually said it.
"You crazy as hell yo." Blake raised an eyebrow, "Did you mean to say that out loud?"
"Wait huh?" She raised an eyebrow, mentally facepalming out of embarrassment before going to hide her face in his neck "Oh my God..."
Blake chuckled, "Look at me. You have said and done more humiliating things, I swear."
Kenji pulled back, twisting her lips at him "Asshole."
"Sorry." He moved closer, voice dropping to a whisper "Can I make it better again?"
Her eyes widened slightly as she mindlessly nodded, Keep talking like that and baby you can get whatever you like... shoutout to TI.
Blake smirked, leaning in to close to the distance between the two and capturing her lips in a long, slow, burning kiss.
Kenji gasped softly, allowing her eyes to flutter shut. She was mentally panicking because this was her first kiss and she didn't have a clue as to what to do.
Blake hummed, chuckling at her innocence "Cute."
She blushed, feeling shy at his words then quickly deciding to follow his lead and going along with whatever actions took place. His tongue slowly teased over the seam of her lips, seeking entrance. He took full advantage of her parted lips, wasting no time in sliding his tongue into her mouth.
He pulled back, staring deep into her eyes, "Is this okay? Can I touch you?"
She nodded with a ditzy smile, "Mhm."
"Words, mi duranzo."
"Yes, Siah."
Blake breathed in, his eyebrows scrunching together as reality came crashing down. It dawned on him that what he just did could possibly reverse everything he'd done to try and get their friendship back after the two years they went without speaking.
"I-Listen I'm sorry that was so... so sudden and I hope this doesn't ruin-"
He was silenced by a small giggle from Kenji as she pushed her lips against his, allowing her hands to roam through his hair.
His hands began to wander, sliding down over her curves to settle on her hips, forcing them back and forth in a slow motion. He didn't know what he was doing but he knew whatever it was, he liked it and wanted more.
Kenji's eyebrows knitted together in confusion as she attempted to do what he was initiating, feeling the hard member beneath her grow. The two immediately shared a soft moan at the unknown friction.
"Fuck Peach..." He whimpered, burying his face in her neck as she wrapped her arms around his, still grinding her core against his erection
Blake needed more, he craved it.
With a low groan, he lifted Kenji into his arms as she squealed surprisingly, holding onto him tighter. Once her back hit the center of the bed, he didn't waste any time before pushing his lips against hers.
Blake hummed, trailing hot kisses from her chin to her neck before smoothly lifting her shirt up just enough to catch a long look at her chest.
Kenji felt her cheeks growing warmer at the way he stared down at her body. She was grateful her skin color was brown, otherwise she'd be as red as a tomato right now.
"Is there something wrong?" She asked, voice barely above a whisper
"No." He reassured, smoothly sliding his own shirt above his head. Blake felt as though he'd start drooling while staring at her like a rabid dog if he didn't get a taste.
So he did just that. Leaning down and placing kisses along her breasts and stomach, he had half a brain to make sure she was comfortable before going any further.
"Is this okay, Peach?" His eyes glanced back up to see she was already looking at him.
"Yes."
That was all he needed to hear before continuing down, licking his lips as he slowly peeled away the silk shorts that she only wore to bed, letting them fall to her ankles and soon after join his shirt on the floor.
Blake could feel his dick twitching in his boxers, almost begging for some form of release as he stared down at the wet patch in the middle of her panties.
Kenji went to close her legs, feeling shy and embarrassed that someone so close to such an intimate body part, especially when that someone was Blake.
"Fuck, Peach." He groaned, running his hands up and down the side of her thighs "Imma make you feel good. I want to- please, can I?"
The girls mind went blank at his begging tone, goosebumps littering over her entire body. Her eyes fluttered closed as she slowly parted her legs, exhaling softly.
Blake didn't waste any time by sliding her panties down and watching her facial expressions closely. Only God knows how bad he wanted to speed up the process but he needed to savor this moment.
He felt all control he had shatter from just a lingering glance of her glistening lips, so fucking wet, was the only thing crowding his mind. With a low moan, he buried his face between her thighs, his tongue lapping greedily at her slick heat.
Kenji's eyes immediately rolled back as she moaned loudly yet softly. The sounds she made only pushed him further with the need to pleasure her, he was craving more.
Muffled sounds of his own moans and hums escape his mouth as he sucked and licked her, fingers digging into her hips to pull her closer. The taste of her arousal flooded his senses, driving him crazy.
"Siah I-" She harshly bit her bottom lip, failing to form any coherent sentence "Oh my-"
"Yes baby?" He mumbled, tongue going deeper inside her while using his other hand to rub her clit "You gonna ride my face, hm?"
"Mhm." She moaned out, roughly grabbing his hair and pushing him closer to her heat
Blake felt himself not being able to breathe but that didn't stop him from using his mouth to fuck Kenji, it wouldn't stop him. He asked himself if this would be the way he died, then coming to terms with it because he would be perfectly fine with that.
They needa put "Best eater ever" on my headstone, no cap...
He fucks her with his mouth while his hands grip her ass, spreading and pulling her cheeks to give him better access. He sucks harder, the vibrations sending her over the edge. He sucks her clit between his lips, his tongue flicking rapidly over the sensitive nub until she's left trembling and screaming his name.
Her mouth fell open but only small moans could be heard, "Siah I'm about to-"
Blake only hummed, knowing what she meant to say but that didn't stop him from lapping at her spasming clit, drawing out her orgasm until she was a boneless, shuddering mess beneath him.
When she cums, he rises up with a smirk, licking his lips and sucking her mess off of his fingers while Kenji lays there, looking as if she seen stars and breathing harshly.
"You okay?" He asks, concern laced in his tone "You wanna keep going?"
"Yes."
"You know I plan on fucking you next, right?" He stated, staring deep into her eyes
She felt herself gaining a heart beat in her pussy at his words, licking along her dry lips "I know, Siah. I want you to."
"You want me to what, baby? Use your words."
"Fuck me." Voice barely above a whisper, "I want you to fuck me."
He nods, dark eyes gleaming with satisfaction and lust "Good girl."
He wastes no time in getting off of the bed and taking his sweatpants off, leaving him in just his boxers.
All the while, Kenji closely watched every action he took. She was fascinated in how calculated and solemnly he moved even when doing something so simple. Her eyes raked up his body, taking time to analyze the muscle definition of his chest and the few tattoos he had.
Blake cleared his throat, turning back to face Kenji. A dark red blush climbing onto his cheeks when he realized that she was looking at him.
Once back on the bed, Blake hovered over her. It was silent as the two stared at one another. Yet it wasn't an awkward silence but a comfortable, knowing silence.
Kenji could feel her heart beating out of her chest, "So... what now?"
The corners of Blake's lips tilted up into a smirk before releasing a harsh breath then grabbing her neck, pulling her in for a kiss. Their lips moving together in synchronized motions.
Kenji whimpered, feeling him guide the tip of his dick up and down her slit. He glanced down to watch as pre-cum was smeared on her pussy, getting harder at the sight.
She then giggled making Blake stop his movements and look at her with his eyebrows knitted together in confusion.
"You better not put it in the wrong hole."
"I'm a virgin, not an idiot." He mumbled, rolling his eyes playfully, knowing that joke must've been on her mind for a while. She only laughed, throwing her arms around his neck and pulling him in for a passionate, firework igniting kiss.
As they kissed, Blake began to slowly push inside of her, pausing when she winced in pain "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
"It's okay... just wait a second."
He nodded, taking this time to press soft pecks of affection along her neck and collarbone. He didn't know what he was doing but he knew it must've been making Kenji happy and that's all that ever mattered to him.
She took in a deep breath as the pain began to be replaced with pleasure, "You can keep going..."
Blake glanced down, watching as he carefully thrusted his length into her, inch by inch. He groaned, putting his face into her neck "Fuck... you feel so good, Peach."
Kenji couldn't help the sounds that escaped her mouth, the sensations that flew through her body made her want to scream.
The way he fucked her had her seeing rainbows and unicorns, she wanted to laugh at the thought but the girl could barely even muster any sound out of her mouth
On the other hand, Blake didn't know he could ever be this vocal. He was whispering sweet nothings in her ear and moaning at every thrust. He felt his orgasm building and tried to hold it, it'd be so embarrassing if he came this quick but he couldn't help it, her pussy felt like velvet wrapped around his cock.
"Don't stopppp, please Siah." She moaned out, staring deep into his eyes
Blake felt nervous with the eye contact so he glanced down, preferring to watch as his dick smoothly went in and out of her, the sound of skin slapping together filling the room and distracting him from the brown eyes that held him captive if he looked too long
"Such a pretty girl, baby." He mumbled, leaning down to kiss her lips "Need you to cum on my dick... please, Peach. Make a mess on me, baby."
As the feeling in her stomach grew, so did her moans "Mhm." Kenji bit down on her bottom lip at his words "I need to- fuck!"
Blake whimpered, speeding up his thrusts and grabbing her hands in his own "I love you." He whispered
Her eyes fluttered close, "I-I love you too-" She expressed as her orgasm hit her like a deep wave.
Blake came immediately after her, pulling out and letting the white ropes shoot on her stomach while soft moans flowed through his mouth.
Kenji laid there, breathing harshly and watching the graphic scene, she never really noticed how beautiful Blake was before now. She always thought of him to be handsome and cute but beautiful... that was new.
She wondered what would happen to their friendship after this, if they even were still friends. I mean, how could you be strictly friends with someone you've had sex with, especially when the two of you were each others first's.
The teenage girl sighed at the endless questions and statements that circled her brain. Too deep in thought, she failed to notice Blake walking back into the room, a wet rag and bottled water in hand.
"Here..." He murmured, holding the water in front of her face until she blinked repeatedly and realized what was happening
"When did you have time to get this?" She stifled a laugh, grabbing it from him and popping the top open
He didn't say anything in return, using the rag to wipe her stomach clean of cum. He smirked seeing how much her legs were shaking.
Kenji scrunched her face, "Not funny."
"Whatever." Blake rolled his eyes
Before Kenji could reply with a snarky comment, he had threw his shirt at her face while putting his sweatpants back on
"Weirdo."
"Hurry up and put it on."
She did what he said with a glare etched on her face, "Shutup."
Blake ignored her comment, instead leaning down and easily picking her up. Silence washed over them but Kenji was confused as to what he was doing, though she didn't question it.
He glanced down at her with squinted eyes before looking back up while shaking his head. He began to walk out of her room, going down the hall towards the bathroom.
Kenji's eyebrows knitted together, wondering why he was looking at her like she had three heads "What?"
He almost laughed, "Nothing. You just be looking so lost and dumb. I deadass don't think you got more than five brain cells."
She loudly sighed before smacking her lips together, irritation clear in the tone.
Once they were inside the bathroom, Blake placed her on the toilet and stood back "Pee."
Kenji repeatedly blinked, "You gonna watch orrrrr?"
He got the memo, a blush climbing to his cheeks as she quietly snickered. Blake busied himself by starting a bath for her, running hot water.
He winced when he touched the water but knew it would be perfect for Kenji because she adored taking baths in extremely hot water, telling him that she loved when the water bit her. He always thought she was weird for this.
He then squeezed some random body-wash he found into the water, assuming it belonged to Kenji because it smelled like Vanilla "Peach." He mumbled, staring as bubbles began to form in
"Yeah?" She asked, tearing toilet paper off of the roll
"You know I meant it right?"
She raised an eyebrow, "Meant what?"
"When I said I loved you."
Kenji giggled, "You're so sweet when you wanna be."
Blake rolled his eyes, looking at her with an irritated facial expression "Don't start that lovey dovey shit. I was just trynna make sure you knew."
"Never fucking mind, you back to being mean." She loudly groaned
He carelessly shrugged, glancing back at the tub
"Fuck up."
IT'S ADDICTIVE, YOU KNOW THIS BUT YOU STILL LICK THE WRAPPER. SUGAR COATED, LIES UNFOLDED, YOU STILL LICK THE WRAPPER
AUTHORS NOTES %
ððð hey what's tea? Who need that?
ðhad life going on but one and a half month later I locked back into my Wattpad bag
And boom... over 5'000 words and a sex scene
No shade don't clock Blake cause they only fucked for like 15 minutes, remember they both virgins ð it's gone be better next time