Next Day.

Kentrell sat awake in Saniyah's bed, his back against the headboard while a blunt was between his fingers.

The Backyardigans played on the large flat screen TV that was mounted on the wall, and he was watching it, he just wasn't really paying attention.

It was nearing seven in the morning, and he'd only been up an hour, while Saniyah and Dayvon remained asleep.

Saniyah's head rested in his lap with her leg thrown over Von, and he held her ass, his head under the cover-per usual.

Kentrell stood up from the bed, carefully laying her head down on the pillows, pulling her covers up over her body.

Walking around to the other side of the bed, he tapped Von's shoulder until he turned in his sleep, his eyes fluttering open.

"Get up. Come talk to me." He mumbled, nodding his head to the door. Von sat up, and Kentrell made his way out of Saniyah's room, walking to sit down on the couch.

He unlocked his phone, connecting it to the living room TV to put the backyardigans on again. It was his favorite show and it kept his mind occupied.

Von entered the living room after a few minutes, sitting next to him on the couch with a large blanket wrapped around him.

"Ion wanna talk about that shit. Just forget about it." He told him, and Kentrell looked over.

"You mad at me?" He asked, and Von shook his head no.

"I made you uncomfortable?"

"Physically. Not mentally or nothin'. I asked you to move and you didn't the first time. That kinda pissed me off but I'm over it." He shrugged, his eyes on the TV.

"I wasn't tryna do that. I didn't know if that was that virgin first time shit or if you was deadass. I'm sorry, I should've stopped. I didn't mean to make you upset or nothin'." He told him, and Von looked over at him.

"It's cool. I'm not mad at you. You good." He leaned back in the couch, looking back at the TV, but Kentrell kept his eyes on him.

"Stop staring at me Kentrell." He said without removing his attention from the screen.

"Ion wan' you fa' ta' be mad at me, or uncomfortable. I'm sorry." Kentrell's tone was soft, he felt bad.

"I'm not. I'm not mad at you, chill out." He looked over to meet his eyes, seeing that they were red and low.

"So kiss me then." He mumbled, and Von leaned over, pecking his lips a few times.

"Why you playin'? That ain't what I meant." He said against his lips, and Von chuckled.

Kentrell grabbed his neck, groaning once Von slid his tongue in his mouth. He let Von's thick lips absorb his, deepening the kiss as his tongue slid deeper in his mouth.

"I'm sorry." He sucked his tongue, and Von groaned under his breath.

"Quit apologizing. I said I wasn't mad at you so stop telling yourself that I am. We good. We can try again another time, aight?" He told him, kissing his bottom lip, and Kentrell nodded.

"You still love me?" His voice rasped, and Von chuckled, nodding his head.

"Yeah, I love you. Come here." He lifted the cover that he was under, and Kentrell moved closer to him, reclining the couch back.

"You make me feel like a bitch assum'." Kentrell told him, smiling once Von laughed.

"Ain't no gender roles wit' us." He chuckled, closing his eyes with his head on Kentrell's shoulder.

"I can't believe we go together. You gay as hell mane." Kentrell shook his head at him, and both of them laughed.

"Nigga who you telling? Went from beating yo ass to you about to beat mine-literally. You a fucking fruitcup. Fag ass." He taunted, and Kentrell laughed, shrugging.

"You was the one begging for this dick. Talm 'bout you want me. When I tried to give it to you, you couldn't take it." He chuckled, and Von rolled his eyes.

"Aight next time let me put my dick in yo ass i'a see how you feel afterwards."

"Hell nah. I ain't down wit' that. I'a suck a lil dick maybe but that's too far. I ain't wit' that." He frowned his face up, and Von busted out laughing, making him smile.

"Sucking dick gayer. Why you want my dick in yo mouth?" He asked, his eyebrows raised.

"Why you want my dick in yo ass?" Kentrell retorted, before both of them laughed again.

"You gay as fuck folks. Not you was really finna fuck me bro. You is gay." His head jerked back, and Kentrell laughed, face palming himself.

"It's crazy we that comfortable. I was just finna kill you a few months back bra." He shook his head at the two of them.

"Yeah. I guess being wit' each other everyday for almost three months do some shit huh?"

"Only three months? Bruh we easy as hell, what the fuck." Kentrell frowned, and Von laughed again.

"It feel longer cause we all be together literally all day every day. That shit crazy though. I think it's Saniyah fault on why we so close. She don't even allow us to be mad for five minutes 'bout shit." Von shook his head, and Kentrell nodded, agreeing.

"She got a good head on her shoulders. Maybe because she ain't feel like nobody loved her while she was by herself, so now that she got us she don't ever wanna jeopardize it. That's why she make us talk everything out." He chuckled.

"Like how we just did now?" Von looked over at him, a small grin on his face, and Kentrell nodded, meeting his eyes.

"I like us." He told him, and Von licked over his lips, before leaning up to kiss his forehead, and Kentrell chuckled.

"The fuck was that? Nigga did you just kiss my fuckin' forehead?" He smiled, and Von laughed, closing his eyes again.

"Stop playin' like youn love my kisses. Better ask my girl who kiss better." Von shrugged, and Kentrell rolled his eyes.

"Ion give no fuck. Come hea'." He pulled him closer, and Von held a small smile on his face once a Kentrell buried his face into his neck.

"I love you." Von told him, close to dozing off.

"I luh' you too."

An hour later.

Turning in her sleep, Saniyah frowned, unable to get comfortable, making her groan in frustration.

Rubbing her eye, she raised up, not seeing Kentrell or Von beside her anymore, and she frowned again.

"Baby?!" She called out, listening for a response from either of them.

"Come hea'." She could hear Kentrell's raspy voice, and she raised from her bed, rubbing her eyes as she followed his voice to her living room.

She could see Kentrell and Von laying together on her couch, a small smile replacing the frown on her face.

Kentrell lifted his arm, and she climbed on her couch with them, straddling his lap and he pulled the cover over her, keeping his eyes closed.

"Did I wake you or you been up?" She mumbled, holding around his torso with her face in his neck.

"You woke me up. Go back to sleep baby." He rubbed her ass, his head resting on Von's shoulder who was still asleep. Saniyah closed her eyes, slowly dozing back off in his arms.

Four Hours Later.

"Baby." Saniyah felt herself being tapped awake, and she frowned, burying her face in her pillow. Realizing that she was now back in the bed instead of on the couch, she raised her head up.

Her eyes were still closed as Von repeatedly kissed her lips, able to tell it was him from how big his lips were against her own plump ones.

"Bae." He called again, and she hummed in response, trying to get her sleepy eyes open.

"Get up, we going out. Come on." He picked her up, and she tiredly wrapped her arms around his neck, finally opening her eyes.

"I don't wanna go anywhere. Put me down." She mumbled, her head on his shoulder as he carried her to the bathroom.

"Too bad sexy." He placed her on her feet, and she frowned, rubbing her eyes as she grabbed her toothbrush.

Saniyah brushed her teeth, washed her face, and then peed, before meeting Von back in her room. He laughed, stopping her before she could climb back in her bed.

"Dayvon." She whined, a pout on her face, and he smiled, kissing her lips a few times.

"Put some clothes on." He slapped her ass, gripping it in his hand.

"I hate when y'all do that. Move." She pushed his hand away, and he laughed, holding around her waist, her naked body standing in front of him while he rested on the bed.

"Get dressed before Kentrell come back. I was supposed to wake you up an hour ago." He told her, kissing her bellybutton.

"Get dressed for what?" She frowned, walking over to her dresser.

"Damn girl." He smirked, seeing her naked figure from behind, and she laughed, grabbing a nude sundress from her dresser.

After taking a shower, Saniyah was almost done getting ready by the time Kentrell made it back to her house.

"Bae!" He called out as he walked inside, and she laughed, flat ironing her jet black middle part frontal wig.

"Bae you n-." Kentrell cut himself off, laying eyes on her, and she chuckled at how dramatic he was.

"You look so pretty bootybutt." His arms wrapped around her body, and she smiled as he repeatedly kissed her lips.

"Thank you." She returned a kiss, before grabbing her purse from the dresser.

"You go first. I wanna see this ass." He nodded towards the door, and she laughed, walking out of her room as he followed from a semi close distance.

"Baby let me slap yo ass real quick." He said from behind her, and she smacked her lips.

"No Kentrell because you do it too hard with them heavy ass hands." She told him, grabbing a caprisun and her container of strawberries from her refrigerator.

"Ight I'ma do it soft. Foreal." He replied, and she chuckled, rolling her eyes as she granted him permission.

Of course he was lying, and his hand came down hard on her ass, and she hissed at the loud impact, almost dropping her plastic container.

"Kentrell!" She shrieked at him, and he smirked, watching her ass move after doing it.

"Kentrell that shit hurts. I told you I didn't fucking like that." Her voice cracked, and she wiped under her eye, heading for her front door.

"Baby wait. Saniyah bruh chill." He laughed, catching up with her. Before she could get in his truck, he pulled her in for a hug, and she sniffed.

"No. Don't kiss me because I tell you too much that I don't like that. My shit be sore all day because of you. I told you to stop doing it so hard." She told him, wiping her face, still able to feel the stinging sensation.

"I'm sorry. I can't help it guh' this shit fat." He gripped a handful of her ass, rubbing the same spot he'd hit, and she rolled her eyes, letting him wipe her face.

"Ok. Fine." She mumbled, and he smiled, pecking her bottom lip that was poked out in a pout.

"You crying? Kentrell what the fuck you do to her?" Von frowned from the passenger seat, and Kentrell laughed, waving him off.

"Bitch you in our business? Get you some." He leaned over to ash his blunt on the ground, and Saniyah smirked, pulling her hand back and bringing it down as hard as she could on his ass.

"Bitch!" He shrieked, and she busted out laughing, her jaw dropping as Von matched her expression.

"Bro what da' fuck? What is wrong with you?! Saniyah you made me call you a b-bro get the fuck out my face you done pissed me off." His tone switched, a mug immediately gracing his face, and she continued laughing.

"Nigga I almost beat yo ass just now you better watch yo fuckin' mouth." Von laughed, helping Saniyah into the backseat.

"Nigga fuck you. And fuck her too. The fuck, fuck both y'all." He grumbled, getting in the driver seat and cranking his truck back up.

"And it ain't that funny Saniyah Rose shut the fuck up." Kentrell rolled his eyes, hearing her still laughing, so hard that it was silent now.

"Whew. Oh my god, bruh." She blew out a breath, still laughing at the previous events.

"Kentrell don't call me that no more." She leaned up to be in his face once she stopped laughing.

"That was an accident. Get the fuck out my face before I bat you Saniyah." He waved her off, and she smiled as Von laughed.

"I bet you learn to keep your hands to yourself next time. I told you I didn't like that way too many times you fucking asshole." She rubbed his chin hairs, watching him as he drove,

"Noni I ain't playing wit' you. You pissed me off, get the fuck back." He snatched himself from her grip, and she frowned at him.

"Ok DeSean. It don't be a problem when you do it but you wanna throw a bitch fit when I do it." She leaned back in her seat, opening her container of strawberries.

"I don't give a fuck about none of that I know you better watch yo fuckin' mouth." He told her, and Von shook his head at the two of them.

"Or what?" She retorted, lightly rolling her neck.

"Or I'ma pull this fucking car over and handle you. You think I'm playing with you? Shut the fuck up and sit the fuck back." He looked at her through the rearview mirror, and she held a frown on her face, eating a strawberry.

"Y'all so fuckin' dramatic." Von face palmed himself, rubbing his temples.

"And you'ca shut the fuck up too." Kentrell added, and Von rose an eyebrow at him.

"Nah nigga you shut the fuck up. You don't run a bitch ass thing, you better act like you know. You doing too much it wasn't even that serious. As many times as you do it to ha' now you wanna be mad. Choke on glass bitch." He slouched in his seat, and Saniyah made the yikes face as Kentrell remained silent, his jaw clenching.

She placed a strawberry in her mouth, her legs crossed as she unlocked her phone. The rest of the ride was quiet, and when the car finally stopped, Saniyah was the first to get out.

"What you touchin' doors fa'?" Kentrell stopped her from walking past him, and she rolled her eyes.

"Oh your attitude gone now? You were being mean for no reason." She tilted her head at him, grabbing his face once he leaned down.

She allowed his tongue in her mouth, wrapping her arms around his neck, smiling as he gripped a handful of her ass.

"Y'all fuckin' crazy folks damn." Von shook his head at the two of them, and Saniyah laughed, pulling her mouth away from Kentrell's.

"I'm sorry for being mean to you. Ion like that shit though, don't ever do that again, foreal." He told her, and she chuckled.

"Sure, whatever." She held his head as he leaned over to kiss her face, and her eyes roamed up to the building in front of them.

"I know y'all not?" She rose her eyebrow in suspicion, seeing that they were at a tattoo parlor.

"Oh but we is." Von smirked, and she laughed, covering her face as his arms wrapped around her as well.

"Y'all tatting me?" She asked, and both of them nodded, sly smirks on their faces, and she laughed again.

"Y'all are freaking crazy. What if we break up?" She frowned, holding both of their hands as they walked towards the door.

"Girl I'm marrying you. Shut that shit up." Von shook his head at her.

"On god. Silly ass guh'." Kentrell agreed, and she laughed, letting them lead her inside.

"Say Ten!" Kentrell called out, and Saniyah shook her head at him, taking notice of the empty parlor. Her eyes adverted when a man came from the back, tattoos covering his arms.

"Wassam nigga." He dapped him up, and Saniyah's eyes scanned his large build, unfamiliar with who he was.

"Saniyah this Ben or Ten, whateva'. This my baby Nene. You already know grandson." Kentrell introduced them, and Saniyah returned the side hug that he gave her.

"Wassgood bitch." Von dapped him up, patting his back, and he returned it.

"Wassam. Fuck y'all niggas on? Why I ain't neva' seen lil mama befo'?" He asked, and Kentrell frowned.

"Bitch you just heard me say this mine. Don't fuckin' call her that. Whea' Lakiya at anyways?" Kentrell chuckled, following Ben as he laughed.

"Ion know. Fuck dat' h-."

"Ouuuuweeeee look what the collard greens make a bitch ass do." A shriek came from behind Saniyah, and she frowned, turning around.

"KD get yo ass on bra damn." Kentrell mushed his head, seeing that he was looking at Saniyah's ass.

"Bitch." He growled at Kentrell, flaring his teeth, and Saniyah rose her eyebrows.

"This nigga still stupid as hell." Von shook his head, sitting down in a seat and pulling Saniyah down in his lap.

"Wait, wait, ain't I just heard Top say that she his? Nigga you letting him hold yo girl like this?" Joe walked back from the break room, and Saniyah adverted her attention to yet another unfamiliar person.

"She his too." Kentrell told them, and everyone's jaw dropped.

"Is this some type of Will and Jada entanglement shit?" KD asked with a frown on his face, and Von laughed.

"Nah. She got two boyfriends and that's it. Get yo nosy ass out her fucking face." Von mushed KD's head back, and he dramatically fell back on the floor, making Saniyah laugh.

"Oh she can speak? Wassup girl?" Ben chuckled, and she rolled her eyes, a smile on her face.

"Hey. Are these your friends?" Saniyah looked over at Kentrell, who nodded.

"We his best friends hoe! Get it right." KD snaked his neck at her, and she rose an eyebrow, before laughing after Joe popped his neck.

"Don't pay attention to this fucking dumbass. I'm Joe." He leaned over to give her a side hug, and she returned it, before sitting back in Von's embrace.

"Say Top, you sharing ha' foreal? Fuck y'all on?" Ben chuckled, seeing Von's face in Saniyah's neck.

"Nah. That's my girlfriend, that's his girlfriend." He smirked, shrugging as he watched confusion sweep over all their faces.

"Y'all playing house?" KD stale faced them, and Saniyah laughed.

"You nosy ain't it?" She asked him, and he smacked his lips, waving her off.

"This new as hell. Then you sharing a girlfriend wit' a nigga you was supposed to kill. What you been on bitch?" Joe chuckled, and Kentrell laughed, shrugging.

"Anyways, what y'all getting done today?" Ben asked, cleaning his tools off.

"I want her face on my chest and her name on my neck." Kentrell told him, pulling a picture from his pocket that he'd had printed out. It was his favorite picture of her.

"I guess I'a get the same shit." Von chuckled, pulling his shirt from over his head, sitting Saniyah in the seat next to him.

"Oh y'all in love in love. These niggas is crazy." Joe shook his head at them, and Saniyah laughed, doing the same.

"Girl you got supercalifragilisticespialodious pussy ain't it?" KD frowned at her, and everybody laughed.

"Somethin' like it."

he got a soap sock, I got a shank, what the fuck he on this line fa?!?!?!?! anyways, idk why y'all think this gone be a long book cause it's not. lmao y'all thought 🤭