﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ "nigga this city so goddamn little you can run, Ima still get the drop." ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ 𓆃
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JAH' ZEVEN " JAH " WILLIAMS
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"so where you been? what other hoes had your attention?" the girl spoke, but jah wasn't trying to hear it. "none, i'm tryna show u that i missed you." he replied bluntly, tilting his head as he started at the young, dark skinned girl below. the girl blushed, struggling to keep her guard up. she had feelings for jah, a soft spot too, but she just didn't know what to do with him.
"right." she starts to smile, approaching him with her arms raised. the taller male picked her up with ease, biting his lip as she wrapped her legs around his waist. "i missed you so much mama." the male hummed into the crook of her neck, massaging her ass as she continued to engulf him in a hug. jah soon carried her into her bedroom "awww i missed you too pumpkinnn." she replied, letting her body fall limp against the bed as jah began to empty his pockets before pulling his pants down.
hiss dick sprung out eagerly, almost as if he hadn't been touched in ages.
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pooter let out an exaggerated sigh, throwing his head back out of annoyance whilst huncho and darnell continued to pick with him. "you a grown ass man lettin jah hoe you like that" huncho snickered, "while drunk" darnell adds as the two burst into fits of laughter. "can yall shut the fuck up? ian telling yall shit else, on my soul." he crossed his arms whilst the other two didn't even think to take him serious.
"so did you like it tho?" darnell takes another huff from the blunt, passing it to huncho. "no, the fuck? do i look like a faggot to yall?" pooter began to get defensive, now standing to his feet with his usual mean mug plastered upon his face. "you want us to answer that?" huncho flinched as an the roku remote was thrown into his direction. "i'll kill you, bitch." the other yelled before he stormed out of the living room. "he definitely feel some typa way." huncho nodded his head in agreement.
meanwhile, jah was walking through the door with with his phone between his ear and shoulder, his hands occupied with a styrofoam cup and his car keys. "aight bruh, i'ma call you later." jah mugged his phone before hanging up, "bitch." he added, staring at the two men on the couch. Darnell held a goofy smile whilst hunch crossed his legs. "we needa talk ta you!" huncho lowered his head with a shocked expression, Darnell giggling behind him. the two were high out of their minds but were ready to be messy. "fuck do y'all gay asses want.. I just walked through the door"
"stop slanging that gay word around, I know sumn bitch." darnell spoke, sticking his tongue out and biting down. huncho snatched the blunt from him again, seeing how jah twisted his face up in confusion. "fuck is you on?" jah flopped down on the couch, placing his cup onto the raggedy coffee table. "you remember how u got drunk the other night and ended up somewhere u wan' supposed to be?" huncho leaned closer to jah, who was still confused. "yeah the shit happened a day ago?" huncho and Darnell glanced at each other.
"get to the point 'fore I get pissed off, y'all playin'." he finally snapped, whilst the others remained silent. "nigga we told pooh to take your stupid ass home wit' him, he ain know where u stayed & you was.. pissy drunk." jah froze for a second, but he was intrigued. he wanted to know where this story was going. "why would y'all the nigga ion even like take me home, he coulda backdoored me." huncho chuckled, passing the blunt back to darnell. "he was the only one sober, but fuck all that, you tried to fuck on bro that night." the two burst into fits of laughter, only getting a blank expression in return from jah.
"so y'all mean to tell me, y'all sat me down and came up with that fake ass story." jah rested his face against his clenched fist. "on my baby we ain't make that shit up, go ask pooter, why you think he been saying slick shit? calling you gay?" huncho held back his laugh for a second, but jah wasn't buying it. "hold on bruh." jah jumped to his feet, "he here?"
"yea, in his room."
jah quickly walked into the direction of pooter's room, kicking the door open. he was currently on FaceTime with some random girl but jah didn't even care. pooter flinched from the sudden noise, turning his attention to his doorway and immediately getting irritated. "why is u telling niggas i tried to fuck you, gang?" jah approached the boy, who scrunched his face up. "what the fuck?" was all the girl said before she ended the call, leaving poster to stare at his FaceTime log with a frown. "you stankin' bitch I was tryna hit that!" he slammed his phone down onto his bed with a frown. "ion give a fuck, you got niggas out here thinkin' i'm sweet & shit."
he snatched the smaller man up by his collar, pushing him against the wall. "you is! what the fuck?" pooter pushed jah off of him, swinging on him first. the punch connected with jah's jaw, the crack sounded through the entire house as if the whole neighborhood heard it. he stumbled back and shook the pain off, he reached for his gun again but realized pooter wasn't even worth it. "I fuckin hate you, on bro." jah cackled, as marquis entered the room, he heard all the commotion from upstairs.
