❛ YOU AND I COULD BE ONE
AFTER ALL, OUR LOVE COULD
BE SO STRONG, YOU AND I
WOULD NEVER STOP. ❜
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, two music lovers cross paths between one another - not knowing the outcome of their kind of love.
proudest achieve...
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' 𝐓𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘, 𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓𝟔, 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟔. ' cedars sinai medical center ━━ los angeles, california !
MILANI SLOWLY flutteredher eyes open from the soft tapping upon her side. She looked above her, seeing as Quik stood there, with the brightest smile she had ever seen him have since the birth of their son, and when he had proposed.
"Guess what, baby?" He whispered, leaning over her and placing kisses along her neck. "W—what?" She croaked out, slightly shifting from her sleeping position, being cautious of Malia and Dyana on the other side of her.
"Doctor Lawson just called me and told me we can bring Bubba home today." He grinned, Milani's face instantly beamed of joy by the announcement. "Don't kid like that with me, Q. Did he really say that, for real?" Milani doubled checked upon the fact that Quik had been in the jokester mood lately.
"Yes, I'm serious this time around, Boogie. We can go get him, right now, let's go." He encouraged, anxious to finally bring their son home. Milani smiled brightly, forgetting about the fact that the girls were sleep, she instantly shot out of bed, which caused Malia's arm to fling on the other side of her small figure.
She traveled over to the closet, changing into a white cropped t-shirt, light denim shorts and a pair of sandals and placed her regularly worn jewelry on, if she wasn't wearing some of it already.
Quik laughed, placing a white shirt on over his wife beater, soothing the wrinkles out. He was so anxious, he didn't care one bit of the shirt still had wrinkles. "You wanna be like me so badly." Milani joked, looking over his attire.
"What are you talking about? Never, I had this outfit planned all day." He chuckled, Milani shook her head and waved him off. As she entered their bedroom, she had seen Malia sitting, rubbing her neck with the most tired face Milani was used to seeing on her daughter.
"Good afternoon, baby. Did you have a good nap?" Milani cooed, walking over to her side of the bed as Malia crawled over to her mother. "Where'a go, Mama?" She asked, lowly, seeing as Milani happened to be dressed to leave.
"Mommy's going to pick up baby brother, he told Mommy he's ready to come home. Are you happy, baby? Mommy's very happy." Milani held onto her hands, Malia smiled brightly, nodding her head slowly but yet rapidly. "I can give bruder kiss?"
"Yes, you can give your brother all the kisses you want." She smiled, running her hand over her curls. "What about sleep? Bruder sleep with me and Dy?" She questioned, Milani shook her head, chuckling softly. "When he gets bigger, baby. He's still very very little. He's gonna sleep with me and Quik — don't worry, we'll protect him."
