-Dd-
Harlem, NY
"WAKE UP WAKE UP IT'S CHRIMAS" Notti yelled.
"Nigga it's christmas not chrimas" I corrected him as I was being dragged out of the bed and downstairs to the living room.
"MERRY CHRIMASSSS" Jazz screamed as she came into the house with loads of presents in her hands.
"You don't know how to say it either??" I raised a brow as she set the gifts down and ran towards me.
"Boy hush" she kissed me.
"JAZMINEEEE" Notti screeched as they hugged.
"Its chrimas timeeee" she sung as she made her way to the kitchen where my mom was.
"ITS CHRISTMAS JAZMINE CHRIST-MAS WHAT DO YOU KIDS NOT UNDERSTAND" I slapped my head as I set the gifts under the tree.
"Hola mi amor" my mom said as she kissed jazz's cheek.
"Que estamos haciendo hoy mama??" she asked.
"Sémola, huevos, tostadas francesas y tocino" My mom replied.
"OUUU SOUNDS GOOD" i interuppted.
"Jhit move" Jazz pushed me out the kitchen.
"¿Puedo ayudar?" she went to the sink to wash her hands.
"Si" my mom told her.
"Lemme help momma" I said as I made my way back into the kitchen.
"All you gone do is sit here and watch Jazz walk around in them tight ass jeans" My mom said in English.
"NOT TRUE" I defended myself.
"You a liar cause not even I can keep my eyes off allat" Notti looked her up and down.
"AYE HOE MOVE OFF MY GIRL" I pushed him.
"Y'all nasty..." Jazz laughed.
"No but why did you wear those mami knowing you're going to be uncomfortable sooner or later" my mom placed her hand on Jazz's shoulder.
"I brought extra clothes you know I come prepared." Jazz said with a bright smile.
"You and Notti have the SAME exact smile" Melz told Jazz as she came into the kitchen.
"We do??" Notti and Jazz said in unison.
"Hell yeah y'all do. Every time I see Jazz's smile I think of Notti and when I see Notti in general it reminds me of Jazz" she shrugged.
Notti and Jazz laughed as Jazz put the eggs on the stove.
"Babyyyyyy" I sung as I wrapped my arms around her.
"Dd if I burn myself cause of you, I will kill you" she said sternly.
"Then santa won't bring you no gifts the fuck" I replied.
"LANGUAGE DAVID REYES!!" My mom yelled from the living room.
I mocked her silently.
"Stop before she hears you" Jazz giggled.
I started kissing on her neck.
"Dd not here while I'm cooking." she whispered.
"Then let's take it upstairs" I grabbed her hand and led her to my room.
"Notti go finish cooking" I directed him as I locked my room door.
-Jdot-
After me and Dd got DOWNNNNN 🤭 I went to see who was downstairs.
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Teenage Fever // Dd Osama
Fanfiction"you act as if I don't have feelings for you." "cause you never said anything bout it.
