Sugary Compilation

you p-promised} 21Lee

Shéyaa stared at his lover disappointment and worry swimming in his coffee colored orbs. He was a lil mad too. His eyes scanned every bruise and open cut. The dry clotted blood would've made him cringe but he'd seen this way too many times. He turned around facing away.

"Don't look at me like that." Khalif pouted looking at his boyfriend of five years. The disappointed look on his face broke his heart. If only niggas could stop trying him." Baaaby..."he whined Shèyaa ignoring him his back to the shorter man. Khalif sighed limping towards him and wrapping his bruised hands around the taller's torso burying his head on his back." Shèy please stop being mad at meee."he dragged out laying kisses on the warm bare back. Shèyaa sighed.

"For how long you going to keep doing this Malak?Huh? How long?"Shèyaa kept his voice levelled. He wasn't angry at the male just upset and disappointed in his boyfriend.

"Baby it wasn't even my fault. He kept talking shit so I shut him up. You know I have a temper." Khalif explained himself. He couldn't even count the many times they've had this conversation.

"Look at you. Can't I look at your pretty face without seeing a trace of the aftermath of the unnecessary fights you get into? Hmmm?" Shèyaa let out softly." I have to constantly worry bout you causing trouble like you are a gah damn kid. You are twenty three Khalif. Act like it."Shèyaa spoke bluntly. He'd had enough at this point. However he let out a sigh hearing sniffles behind him. If there was one thing he hated more than mashmellows it was making his boyfriend cry but he had to put his point across.

"Just promise me baby. No more fights. I mean that shit this time."he sighed his tone defeated. He always cracked.

"I promise baby. No more fighting. That's on us." Khalif assured unwrapping one hand from Shèyaa's torso to wipe his tears. He then moved in front of the man looking up at him."I mean it this time."he assured meaning every single word. This time would be different.

Shèyaa picked him up slightly sitting him on the kitchen counter. They stared at each other Shèyaa shifting his gaze to the forming black eye and bursted lip which was still bleeding. He looked down.The shorter man's hands were scarred knuckles open and bleeding.

"Hey, eyes up here." Khalif said making Shèyaa return the eye contact." I already promised didn't I? Then smile for me."he looped his arms around the taller man's neck pulling him between his legs and lowering his head. He captured Shèyaa's lips leaning into the kiss resisting the urge to hiss from the pain on his bursted lips.Shèyaa pulled back tasting the blood on his lips. He scrunched his face up examining the cut.

"I'm fine." Khalif assured a smile forming on his lips even though it hurt. Shèyaa smiled sadly. Even with a blacking eye and bursted bleeding lip Shèyaa still found him beautiful. Brown eyes looking up at him innocently. Khalif placed his bloody hands on Shèyaa's face caressing his cheeks. Even after five years of being together he still felt the sparks between them.

Shèyaa took his hands away from his face Khalif pouting in the process." You're all bloody boo. Take a shower first then we finna take care of this."Shèyaa said gently kissing his forehead." For the last time okay."

"For the last time." Khalif assured smiling. Shèyaa smiled back pecking his lips."oowww it hurts."he whined. Shèyaa shook his head helping him off the counter.

"Shower first. Lemme get the kit." Shèyaa started worrying all over again.

"My personal nurse." Khalif grinned wincing right after.