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The nude-to-olive tones of Kim's home brighten from the sun rays filtering her sheer curtains, as well as butterflies of all spectrums who greet the window. Contrary to the neutral aesthetic however, are the sexy mini dresses, heels, and lace underwear that have been disregarded all around us.

My eyelids flutter awake and nose twitches from the botanical scent as I shift beneath the sheets that messily cover our naked bodies. I then turn over to face Kim who sleeps ethereally... Her freckles prominently top her glassy skin while her hair acts as a second pillow and her plump upper lip cutely pouts over the lower.

Soon enough, Kim slowly awakens to catch me admiring her beauty before tugging a sleepy grin and bringing her hand to my cheek, the tiredness in her eyes creating an unintentionally irresistible sultry gaze.

"Morning sexy... Did you have fun?"

"So much fun." I caress her hip with a giggle, "The only bad part was that it ended."

The sheets cloaking Kim's spine slide down like a cape when she hooks one leg over my hip to straddle me, my waist now caged between the bare skin of her thighs. I take in the view of Kim being on top this time by admiring her breasts, abs and waist that mold together perfectly...

Her hair falls to the side when she tilts her head and runs her nails down my stomach with a smirk.

"Don't try me because I can always go again."

"I bet you could." I playfully squeeze her boob, to which she laughs and leans down to lock our lips into a sensual kiss before hopping off. Kim's feet trail her rug lightly as she walks towards the bathroom whilst tying up her hair.

"Welp, wish I could stay and fuck all day but I gotta babysit the dweebs later. We can still hit the beach and grab some food first, but we'll have to take our showers quickly if we wanna get there before it gets crowded."

The backdrop of healthy foliage against her green eyes, red hair and alluring nude silhouette has Kim resembling Poison Ivy herself. She elevates on her toes to elongate her body midstep before looking over her shoulder and asking seductively. "Unless you wanna join me?"

"I'll be right there."

Kim grins upon entering her bathroom and switching on the shower. I wait until she's out of sight to reveal the guilty frown I'd been holding back. My eyes run along the floor in thought before I quickly snap out of it and follow Kim into the bathroom.

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The beach of Santa Monica is packed with families from all over L.A, splashing through the tides and sunbathing amongst the sand. After going somewhat overtime in the shower, Kim and I now stroll along the beach's walkway with two slushies in hand and brown-tinted shades to match our summery attire.

Kim's bright curls surpass her bikini top and matching low-rise beach pants that reveal the beads accessorizing her waist. Meanwhile, my dark hair blows to one side as I accompany her in a khaki green bikini and matching sarong. We continue to slurp our slushies and admire the afternoon horizon as we walk and talk.

"You know, you're fortunate to only live a block away from the beach."

"Yeahhh but it's better when there's less people." Kim adjusts her sunglasses with a raised chin. "It would've been nice to spend the day here together though."

"Well at least we have some time to kill before you have to babysit your brothers." I link my arm around hers.

Kim lifts her shades and grins at me flirtatiously before letting her view trail up and down. I lean back and laugh nervously.

"What?"

She lowers her sunglasses once more and faces forward with a shrug. "Nothing. Just getting flashbacks of us putting 34 to 35."

"Oh God." I look away with flustered laughter. It's then that I spot an ice cream truck parked up ahead with steam escaping the front window, followed by a queue of hungry beach-goers. My eyebrows knot as I point and lead Kim in that direction.

"Let's stop over there quickly."

"Good idea, I could use some ice cream."

After joining the queue, Kim and I soon make it to the front and of course, just the face I expected to see...

Ice rests his elbow over the counter with tinted shades and a silver-toothed grin, accompanied by his signature hairnet despite having shaved his hair down to a buzzcut. "Ayyy what's popping Shego! Dang, who's yo friend?" His tongue sweeps his lips.

"You know him?"

"Yeah..." I tilt my head whilst slowly pointing. "Um, Ice, why is steam coming out of your ice cream truck?"

"Oh, I ain't got no ice cream. I'm whipping up hotdogs."

Kim and I look at each other momentarily before she furrows her brows and points slowly also;

"So your name is Ice... And you have an Icecream truck in 83° heat... But you're selling hotdogs."

Ice spreads his arms with a proud beam. "Genius ain't it? So y'all want one of my special 'dogs or what?"

"Uh... Sure. We'd love one."

"Sorry, I'm outta hotdogs. Here, have a cone of fries. On the house. NEXTTTT!"

His abrupt roar over our heads causes us to stir with confusion as we rotate and slowly approach one of the benches opposite Ice's truck. Kim nearly tucks both legs into her side but stops to look up at me when I freeze in place and stare into the distance over her shoulder...

"No way..."

"What?" She looks back also. But her back straightens slightly when catching sight of who had grabbed my attention.

JK and Quavo walk in our direction, both wearing vests, chains and baggy shorts of different shades. Kim stands straight and practically scoffs while I continue to gawk at the two.

Quavo stiffens in his step and rapidly swats JK's shoulder before pointing in our direction, causing JK to look ahead and turn numb at the sight of his two exes standing together. It's been days since our explosive fight, so just seeing his face again ignites a nervousness in me...

Kim notices this and reassuringly stands by my side with one hand around my waist and another on her hip. Her head tilts, lips curl and eyes flicker up and down sassily when JK and Quavo now walk up to us. I on the other hand, awkwardly try my best to avoid their gaze.

"Long time no see JK," Kim smiles.

"Well this finna be ugly. Uh, imma let y'all do y'all thing. Good luck man." Quavo pats his friend's shoulder before hurrying off. JK's eyes don't leave us however, his forehead slightly scrunched, eyes bouncing between us and lips curled to emit a scoff.

"Shouldn't you be up in the mountains hiking or some shit?"

"Nah, doing your job and being better at it is far more satisfying. That probably hurts your pride but I guess that'll teach you to treat women better. Who knows? They might just forget about you and start seeing each other."

*Beep boop bee-loop!* The beep of Kim's watching causes her to look down, sigh and turn towards me.

"That's my cue, I gotta head to my parents'. I'll see you later Shego."

With my chest suddenly cushioning hers, Kim pulls my waist forward with one arm and initiates a kiss that morphs into a heated makeout. I give into the dominance of her tongue while she caresses my neck and we exchange unconscious, feminine moans. JK stares intensely at our kiss with subtly parted lips, his tongue poking his cheek and eyes squinted with both intrigue and jealousy.

Kim's lips pull away with a smack, her eyes leaving my lips where she bids me goodbye with her smile alone. She then sends a wink JK's way before finally walking off.

JK waits until she's at a distance before facing me with an irritated grin, his tongue still in his cheek while he points with bounced brows. "So this is what you doing?"

"What I'm doing? You're the one who told me to leave you alone."

"Yeah but that don't mean you get to start making out with my ex-situation. No matter how hot it is."

"You have some nerve. I mean did you seriously expect me to wait around until you got bored of hooking up with other women? Because I can do the same JK."

"Oh yeah? When'd I do that?"

"Oh don't act clueless, you know what I mean. Motorcycle night? At Gatti? Or have there been too many to recall?" My arms fold.

JK's eyes shift to the side bluntly.

"Is this the part where I'm supposed to act like I get it?"

"JK I literally heard you! Having sex in a car without a care in the world! Do you know how painful it is to listen to the guy that I like do that after assuring me—??"

"Woah, Shego I don't know what the fuck you're on but I was barely even at Gatti on motorcycle night. Big Joe was pissing me off so I dipped early. Whatever you heard, you didn't catch me doing shit."

— FLASHBACK —

Quavo notices the tears surpassing my cheek as I wipe them and hurriedly leave the backstreet with more hurt than one could describe.

Just minutes after my exit, the rear door of the green Dodge Challenger opens to reveal a woman stepping out in stilettos and a short dress. She turns around and playfully pulls a tattooed arm out of the car with two hands, revealing the male figure to be none other than, Offset.

"That muh'fuckah JK wanna fuck in my car? Bout time I returned the favor." He laughs to himself.

— END OF FLASHBACK —

My focus falls with a sullen frown as I now stare aimlessly at my fingers that bind over the bench table.

"How do I know you're not lying? I mean almost a week without sex doesn't sound believable for you..."

"Have I ever lied about my body count?" His eyebrow arches. "I'm an open book She. If I was out here fucking, I woulda just said what it is."

"So why weren't you?"

Even before I meet his gaze, JK stares piercingly into my eyes behind the vines of his stringy bangs.

"Because I had a feeling we wasn't over."

He doesn't flinch nor show any guilty gestures, but continues to hold eye contact until I sigh and look down. I don't think he's lying...

"...In that case, I'm sorry. For jumping to conclusions, for hitting you and for bringing up your past. It was never my place to talk about anything that happened to you."

"Look, it's cool. I ain't tryna dwell on that. Let's just go back to normal and forget this shit ever happened."

I fiddle with one of the fries from my cone and pout with a shrug.

"Don't you have something to say to me?"

"...Yeah, lemme get some of those fries."

"JK! You haven't apologized!"

"For what?"

"Um, for being mean? Misogynistic? Manhandling me?"

"But you like being choked."

"Not the point." My eyes close, "You have 10x the strength that I do JK, you can't just push me if things get heated. Plus if I'm honest, your views on our gender role expectations were pretty hurtful..."

Keeping his elbows on the table, JK casually surrenders one hand. "Aight, I apologize. You're right, that was fucked up and you don't deserve all that. I'll be sure to eat your pussy at some point in life. So we good?"

My nose scrunches as I squint at the sky with a sarcastically long hum of thought. I eventually face him again and cross my arms;

"Beg me."

"What? You ain't serious."

"Oh I'm serious. I don't wanna keep accepting lazy apologies JK. No matter what you do, you've always gotten a slap on the wrist. It would be nice if you showed that you care as much as I do."

"So what should I do? Cry?"

"That would be a start."

I'm convinced that he's forgotten how to physically cry, but it's worth seeing what he does. JK looks around the bench before grabbing an unopened water bottle nearby and pouring its contents down his eye to mimic tears. He then holds my hand across the table, though his consistent poker face and lazy tone fail to sell the act. "Forgive me She, I'm begging you. You don't see me crying?"

I can't help but burst into laughter at the sight of his trickling chin and thickened lashes that drip with every blink. Throughout my laughter, JK's laugh lines unveil when he watches me with a genuine smile.

"We good now? For real?"

"Mmm... You've still got some making up to do after that apology, but yeah, we're good."

He looks me down my chest and licks his lips before meeting my eyes again.

"So you gonna give me a kiss or what?"

I look down to disguise my shy smile before leaning over the table and pressing a kiss against JK's lips. He instantly responds; his bronze, tattooed hand grabbing my jaw from under while the icy rings cuffing his fingers cool down my flushed face.

We slowly pull away to admire each other's lips after our lengthy kiss. As I lower back into my seat however, that smile slowly fades when the reality of my actions hit me...

...I've got to break the news to Kim.

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— THE NEXT DAY —

The following day, I remain patiently sat at an outdoor dining booth awaiting Kim's arrival. I figured it's probably best to address this sooner rather than later. I just hope she won't be too mad...

After about 10 minutes, the seductress of demand notices me pretty much instantly when crossing the street. She sports a neutral look today; sporting a black long-sleeved crop top with loose khaki-green cargo pants and black sneakers. Her side-parted curls only accentuate her cheekbones when she sits opposite me with a smile.

"Hey, sorry if I kept you waiting. You picked a nice spot to eat at." She interlocks her fingers beneath her chin, her eyes scanning the nearby palm trees before she bites her lip. "Though I have to admit, I was kinda hoping to meet somewhere more private."

I respond with a faint smile whilst looking at my hands that rest awkwardly on the table.

"About that... I was hoping that we could talk. About us."

"...Okay." She now leans back with sunken eyebrows. "What's up?"

"Kim, I really like you. You're truly the most stunning, free-spirited girl I've ever met. I think in a way, you've taught me to be just that. But part of me feels like what we did was... Rushed."

"Rushed?" She chuckles. "Well that's harsh. Why do you think that?"

"I just feel like we both know deep down that this was merely a fling. And because... I still see my future being with JK."

It's as if my choice of words had drained all relaxation from Kim's face. She parts her lips to speak but instead turns away with a swallowing throat.

"I spoke to him and it turns out that he wasn't guilty of the things I thought. It would be wrong to string you along knowing that I'm still in love with him. If we dated, it could turn out like the Kieth situation and I don't want that for you. I don't want to hurt you down the line or start something that I can't fully commit to. I'm really sorry."

Kim continues to look aside and shake her head with disbelief, "Wow."

"Please don't think I'm trying to hurt you. I'm just being honest."

"Honest? Shego you let me open up when we spoke on my balcony. You listened to me express how much it hurts me to be disregarded by the people I like after giving them access to sleep with me. And I really liked you, you knew that. I thought being with a girl would be different but I guess it was stupid of me to differentiate people's motive by gender."

"Kim it's not like that, I would never intentionally use you. I didn't even know you felt so strongly about us."

"And I'm sure you told Keith the same after you cheated on him. You never intentionally use people whenever things are rocky with JK. It's just... What? A coincidence?" She shrugs sarcastically. "Be honest Shego. You used me for a hot night only to throw me away once you knew you'd be back with JK. Oh but it's okay because even though JK choked me out and made me feel worthless, he didn't cheat guys! He's an innocent Boy Scout!"

"Well would you have preferred me to pursue a relationship with you knowing that I'm still thinking about him? I'm trying not to make the same mistake twice!"

"Yet that's exactly what you did! I should've believed you when you said your toxic trait would screw this up." Kim looks away and wipes a fallen tear before tossing her hand with laughter. "I mean what did I expect? JK's your first love, you were bound to emulate his selfish qualities. And the fact that out of all the men that have fucked me over in the past, NONE of them were able to make me cry like you... God, I should've known that I was just another rebound."

My hair weighs forward and my lips press into a guilty frown as I look down. I thought telling Kim how I felt would be avoiding what I put Keith through but it's as if I've only repeated history.

I should've never slept with her without knowing how deep her feelings ran... This is my fault.

"I really am sorry Kim..."

Kim's jaw clenches and eyes brew with water while she shakes her head and wipes another tear.

"Don't be. You and JK are perfect for each other."

I watch with frowned brows as Kim gets up and leaves the outdoor dining area.

Her exit causes my head to soon slump into my hands with an exhale; letting my hair slip messily through my fingers. I slowly bring my chin up to watch sullenly with two hands cupping my neck as Kim enters her car and starts the engine.

I feel bad, I really do. I didn't mean to cause the exact pain she opened up to me about, but I couldn't live in a lie and pretend to develop a love for the wrong person.

Kim was considerate, patient, and truly free... JK better not make me regret this decision.

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— A FEW NIGHTS LATER —

The warm welcome of my 7 storey apartment brings a refreshing smile to my face when I enter. With JK behind me, I kick off my sneakers and toss my keys on the island counter that separates the kitchen from my living room area. "Home sweet home."

He observes the apartment for the first time, its structure and modern theme so different from his. Spotlights line the white ceiling while the living room hosts a sectional couch, a bookshelf and tall windows that display a priceless view of California's skyline.

JK takes a seat on the couch with naturally spread legs where he picks up a motor magazine from my glass coffee table. The cover makes him grin crookedly. "Damn, you gone all fancy on me. Nice place."

"Thanks. I can't believe I've never brought you here."

"Well now that you have, there's only one way to make myself at home. R.I.P to all this furniture."

I let my jacket slip down my arms with a playful eye roll before sitting beside him on the couch. JK comfortably takes my legs and lifts them over his lap, causing my body to face his side while he strokes my thigh and I play with his hair.

The moment of silence allows me to think before speaking softly;

"JK... I appreciate you not sleeping with other girls knowing that you still had us in mind. I don't think the old you would've done that."

He sighs. "Yeah, would've felt weird fucking some random bitch just 'cause we fought for a few days. As long as you ain't been fucking nobody, we good."

My fingers dance through his hair slower, pacing to the speed of my gradual, guilty frown.

"About that... I have a confession."

Now in suspicion, JK's eyebrows entangle as he props an arm on the spine of the couch and widens his legs with a lick of his lips. "Yeah? What?"

"So, um. Well. There's a chance that me and Kim... Perhaps... Did more than kiss."

"Y'all fucked?"

I knit my fingers together with an awkward smile and slightly scrunched nose. "Yeah?"

JK stares at me with the blankest expression for what feels like eternity before suddenly bursting into laughter. I freeze in place and gawk at him almost fearfully from the rare sight.

"W-why are you laughing?"

He attempts to calm down from his cackle, his hand waving and body uncurling with the most squinted eyes.

"Is that it? I ain't even gonna front, you had me scared there."

"You mean you're not mad?"

"You kidding? Y'all should've invited me to join... Don't do it again though. We ain't on this sharing shit."

I return my fingers to his hair with a relieved smile. "I won't do it again. How would you have reacted if it was a guy?"

"I would've shot him."

"It's the fact that I know you're not kidding." I sigh.

JK returns his hand to my thigh and strokes with an almost distancing focus.

"...You wanna know why me and Kim fell off?"

His question makes me look up with intrigue.

"I actually liked Kun. We even went on dates and shit... It wasn't a big deal to me so after some months of seeing each other, I told her what Big Joe set up when I was a kid and she just... Made it into some big deal. Talking about how I need therapy or whatever. I know it's bad. I don't need the world reminding me that it's bad, or jumping to tell me what help I need before even asking me how I feel. I'm fine. I don't do that pity shit and I'm not some 'trauma' circus act. In her eyes, she was looking out for me, in mine, I felt like some freak. We stopped talking ever since."

"...I can understand that. I'm sure Kim just cared a lot and got worried but I suppose it's all about delivery. I'll be sure not to make that same mistake."

After staring at the floor, JK peers into my eyes before motioning his gaze to my lips and capturing them with a kiss. He pulls my hips even closer to his lap, causing me to wrap my arms around his neck while we makeout.

I can feel his nose ring against my nostril as well as the lifted skin of his neck tattoo under my fingertips. My nails run from JK's jaw to his chest and then finally, land on his muscular thighs where I rub.

JK however, unexpectedly removes my hand and pins it behind me, making me fall onto my back until I'm laying on the couch with his body hovering over me.

"What are you doing?"

"Thought you wanted me to pull something new?"

The confusion in my face quickly thaws into excitement. My smile even lingers when JK leans forward to kiss me once more before pulling my thighs closer and lowering his head...

Forgetting to take off his grills, his tongue trails up and down my folds to create a wet coat that has me craning my head back with pleasure. JK looks up at me through his stringy strands, his dark brows and shadowed eyes making him look more villainous than ever.

It doesn't take me long however to slip my hand beneath his chin and raise it with a chuckle. "Wait, the clit's up here."

JK drags his tongue back up without once lifting it, causing my body to jolt.

"Agh! Hey gentle! You know I'm sensitive."

"She, you know this shit ain't my forte."

I tilt my head and run a hand through his hair with a giggle. "It's ok, we'll have practice."