Killmonger's One-Shot Collection

New Year, New Friends, Part II

Erik watched the bedroom door close behind Mercedes as she closed herself into Aly's room, their low voices muffled. Aly was a true daddy's girl but there were some things she preferred not to share with him and that was cool. Onto his youngest, Delonte. Erik flipped on his bedroom light.

"You up here playing 2K, you can play that anytime it's New Years Eve! Turn that off and spend some time with your family!" It was dope that Delonte loved his gift so much but he was more focused on that game than his family.

"Fifteen more minutes," he tapped at his controller too focused to turn around. "...Please," he tacked on feeling Erik's parental glare on his back. He kissed his teeth. "You know mom ain't gone let me play if I take it over her house."

"If you'd do what the fuck you supposed to instead of running your mouth.. You know if I ever hear it I'm a shove my size 12 foot up ya ass."

Delonte's shoulders dropped as he angled away to the TV dismissively. He was mouthing something smart.

"Huh?" Erik's brow rose challenging the back of his stubborn son's head.

"Nothing," Delonte responded carefully.

"Better be nothing," Erik palmed the top of Delonte's head and tilted it back looking into his face. The boy was his twin whereas Diamante looked like Khia.

"Dad it's MAMBA, you gone disrespect MAMBA?"

"That's a family man," Erik smirked rubbing through his son's hair. "Something I'ma school you on."

"Please! Fifteen minutes. Please please please."

"Hm.. Fifteen. Don't make me come get you," Erik threatened leaving his son to his game. Downstairs, Erik went to the living room to find that Diamante was pulling on his sneakers prepping to head out to a party with a few of his friends and Khia was helping him by rearranging his bleached dreds into two braids going back. Erik couldn't say anything about it... Diamante had only stuck around to see his big sister but now that she was upstairs and it didn't look like she was coming back, he was leaving. Erik handed him a 50 dollar bill from his wallet.

"You got the keys? You got ya license?... Condoms?" He whispered it subtly and Diamante nodded, no need to play dumb. "Be safe. Call me for anything, I do mean anything." Diamante was almost 18 and very responsible but Erik knew for a fact.. shit happens especially on New Years.

Closing him out, Erik turned to Khia who was standing there looking like a meal. They had three kids together because he couldn't keep his hands to himself and she let him get it raw however he wanted it whenever he wanted it.

"..Why we ain't work out again?" His eyes scanned her humored face as he stood directly in front of her, taking in her face and her shape. They'd tried multiple times to be together but for some reason..

"We're different people," she smiled grabbing his hands ".. and besides.. I'm dating Drew." With that she walked off to the mini bar to grab a glass of wine while Erik followed.

"Drew or no Drew you always gonna be mine, that'll never change." He lifted her chin in his grip sitting the half-full glass back down. They both knew it was true, which was why she gave up the lips so freely and kissed him back. It was never just the fact that they had kids or else they wouldn't keep making more kids. She would've dropped them off and kept rolling. Right when he was about to make his move and pin her pretty lil ass to the wall, he heard her back pocket ring. "Don't answer it," he mumbled into her neck as he lifted her thigh and she didn't. She let it ring.

"DAAAAD," Erik heard Aly's voice calling from the living room. It was
tempting to stay hidden in the liquor room. Khia had the fatty.. He was past due for it and in the mood. "DADDYYYY.."