Tuition📚💗✨ (NBA Ken)

Seventeen🍁✨

Jasmine's POV🍂

The house is unusually dark and quiet when we arrive . It's an uncomfortable atmosphere compared to all the other times I've been here . We head into the kitchen and look through the cabinets tryna find something to cook, eventually giving up and deciding to order pizza instead .

"This nigga kitchen always got snacks but don't never got no real food ." Ken shakes his head .

"Well does he know how to cook ?" I raise my brow, focusing on my phone as I text my mom about my plans for tonight, changing some details of course .

"Fuck no . That nigga could burn cereal ." He snickers and I chuckle at the stupidity .

"How bout you ?" I ask .

"Me ? I'm the best chef I know ." He smirks obnoxiously .

"Oh really ?"

"On God ." He approaches the counter I'm sat on, placing his hands on either side of my legs .

"What's your favourite thing to cook ?" I place my hand on his cheek, rubbing light circles with my thumb as he leans toward me .

"Whatever you wanna eat ." He pecks my nose and I scrunch up my face playfully .

"See, soft ." I giggle .

"Only fa' you, my love ." He trails kisses all over my face until he reaches my jaw and pulls back for a moment just staring at me .

"What ?" I blush . He shakes his head as if it's nothing, kissing down my neck and sucking in certain spots, drawing light moans from my lips as his hands caress my body .

I tilt my head back to give him better access to my neck and just as his hand begins to make its way up my shirt, we hear the doorbell .

I pout as he detaches his lips from my neck, smirking on his way to get our food .

I check my phone to see my mom's reply:

Mommy😘💗👑🔐
~ Alright . Be safe sweetheart . I love you❤️

Jas💗
~ I love you too❤️

I'm suddenly reminded of the moment I saw my mom holding hands with a man who wasn't my dad and a chill passes down my spine .

Will I ever be ready for her to move on ?

Ken returns with the pizza then we sit on the couch eating and watching Netflix . About halfway through the movie we're watching I feel my eyelids starting to droop so I move into a more comfortable position, laying my head on his chest with my leg draped over him .

A short while later I wake up and instantly note that I'm no longer on the couch and Ken is no longer beneath me . I search the dark room through squinted eyes and find him sat on the edge of the bed, staring straight ahead .

"Hey, you okay ?" I sit up and he jumps slightly at my voice, hardly turning around .

"I'm good . Go back to sleep, Jas ." He doesn't sound good .