a simple part two.
a year later...
@asaprocky ✅ and @feliciathegoat
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"i love my awkward baby," rakim kissed the shy boy whom was holding his waist.
"i love you too..."
"aw both of y'all shut the fuck up." jaden bust in the room with a bottle of liquor, "we should drink!"
"yayyy!" kali clapped but looked around see nobody on her side.
"oh..."
"nah i can't. well we can't," rakim included tyler who was checking his phone.
"why not?" she pouted.
"my parents talking about we need to make a baby now. it's lowkey bullshit. i mean we living life. for fuck sakes, we just said i love you to each other two months ago." tyler groaned.
"and i hate kids bad.." he added on.
"that's the most i ever heard out him." kali said.
tyler bit his lip before digging into rakim's rick owen jacket.
"but we are trying for one though sadly. give us another eight months from now." rakim smiled.
"ugh no more party time rakim huh?" jaden questioned.
"yeah but i'll get down when i get comfortable with my new nature of things." rakim replied.
"it's for the best though," jordan popped in with a box of shoes.
"those the ricks???" rakim expressed.
jordan nodded and grinned, handing him the shoes he wanted to buy off him.
"you're the best," he gasped, "i gotchu at the end of the month."
"ight cool," jordan grinned and nodded.
rakim smiled at the shoes as tyler picked up one, inspecting them. he hummed before putting them down, just watching how rakim is so excited.
"so what would we should do for the hangouts now?"
"we should go paintball," kali hummed.
"i get bruised too easily." rakim and jordan said at the same time—them both dapping each other.
"we should do like a friend day. since we know each other for years we should head honor a day for that." kali mentioned.
"who all is coming though?" jordan popped his gum.
"me, you, rakim, jaden and even drake but drake on weird shit. same with miles because nobody heard from him in a year. also future —well nayvadius is his real name."
"drake is on that weird shit because he realized he flirted the whole friend group," jaden hummed which jordan agreed.
kali felt the room get uncomfortable as rakim spoke up, "well can tyler come? i mean, you left his name out..."
jordan and kali looked at each other meanwhile jaden scratched his neck.
kali turned back, "i'm not trying to say this in a nasty way but i'm most likely am," she cleared her throat, "tyler we just started to know you and you lowkey one of the guys but this a day for us friends. plus you technically rakim's husband too so we not tryna bring any partners to come on the trip."
"why the fuck you say it like that???" jordan yelled at her in her mind, her snapping her neck as she yelled back at him.
"BITCH, what else you wanted me to say it like???"
"why the fuck she say it like that," jaden sighed, eating a bag of M&Ms.
rakim looked at tyler whom was playing with his shirt, "look i'm not going if you feel some type of way about it even though i know where she coming from but i don't agree with it.."
"no it's okay. i understand everything." tyler nodded to rakim, making them stop yelling inside their minds. "just a friendship day for the close friends, that's it."
"so no bad blood?"
"no! never." tyler smiled.
after spending two hours with them, they got escorted away to the beach where tyler has a cabana there.
rakim slid his air forces off, taking his socks off too as he walked on the soft sand.
"rakim come on!" tyler waved over as his stuff was already off.
"coming my love." he smiled, setting everything down next the cabana bed, walking over to kobe writing something in the sand.
T + R it says, rakim creating a smile at the letters before kissing his lips.
"i love you." tyler whispered holding his hips.
"i love you too. you're submissive top."
"you're such a dominant bottom."
"you wanna have sex on the beach?"
"like the partynextdoor song?"
"indeed." rakim hummed.
"what you waiting for? take it off for me..." tyler replied.
"oh i knew i was gonna get the freaky side out of you..."
rakim chuckled, removing tyler's shirt.
tyler blushed, "shut up."