𝔹𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕐𝕠𝕦//_[𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧]

4: ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ

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Slang Terms:
Youse: pronounced 'use'. Substitutes for you-is/you-was/you-are/you-were

"Hey what's up?" Althea asks smiling. 

Leon's her friend of seven years and boyfriend of three. The two met in eighth grade and started dating in the summer of eleventh grade when she confessed her feelings. He's always been someone she can rely on. 

"Hey babe, can you drop by real quick? I have something to give you. It was supposed to be a Christmas gift."

She nods vigorously before remembering he can't see her. "I'll drop by now." Leon basically gives a confirmation and hangs up as she's turning. 

She swerves the car in a sharp turn that sends some things tumbling in the backseat. She'll fix them later. 

Her foot's practically glued to the gas pedal and a wide smile overtakes her face. It's been nearly two months since she's last seen him. School's kept her busy and she only just got back from her vacation last week when he was still swamped with work during Christmas. 

Talking to him has always helped her anxiety. He's seen so many of her panic attacks that she only needs to hear his voice to start calming down. 

The sun's shining more today but there's still a cool breeze blowing. Althea drives along the beach and peaks out her window where crystal clear waters shimmer in the sunlight. Despite the chill, there's a few cars parked by the beach with one or two people dipping their toes in the water.

It takes twenty minutes since he lives South whereas Lorraine and her live out West. As she pulls up to Leon's, the smile on her face widens and her cheeks are hurting from keeping it up so long. 

Leon's house sits on several steps since it's on a hill, and it always leaves her somewhat breathless walking up.

She pokes her stomach as she rings the doorbell and frowns. She keep saying she needs to lose weight but she never finds the energy nor time to do so. Of course she's aware she's making excuses but either way it's just hard to self-motivate. 

The door opens and she smiles up at the male holding a small wrapped box. He beams down at her as they embrace each other warmly. 

Leon's stands at 6ft flat and he's muscular to boot. Never missing a workout. His skin's darker than hers and he has short curly hair with light stubble on his jaw. His dark-brown eyes crinkle whenever he smiles with his perfect straight teeth on display. 

She really lucked out with him. 

He dips down to press a kiss to her lips and Althea accepts it graciously. His hands skim from her shoulders to her arms and squeezes. The extra fat there melds in his fingers and she feels him frowning against her lips before pulling away. 

"Babe, I thought youse ga work on these?"

Althea feels heat creeping up her cheeks before she remembers she's black. "Hun, the year just start-"

"You gotta do it when the year starts before things get busy. That way ya build up a routine," he chides gently. "I want my gyal healthy."

Althea nods and shuffles in place. "I know...I'll start soon." He looks doubtful so she changes the topic. "So whaddya wanna give me?"

The male smiles and hands her the small box and she can feel her heart swelling with excitement. She knew he got her gift since she saw the Nike shoe box opened on his couch. She wasn't expecting anything though.