*derek left and I picked up Dior and I went over to my bed and sat down with Dior in my arms and Kobe follow me*
Kobe: hey Y/N... Y/N: hi Kobe. Kobe: I really miss you and I've beeen thinking about you every single day. Y/N: then why didn't you just come back. Kobe: because I couldn't, I hurt you and you didn't even want me near you. Y/N: well if you would have done what was right you would have stayed and been there for the birth of your son. Kobe: I couldn't stay. Y/N: why, why couldn't you Kobe I thought you said that you would never leave me well it's been a whole fucking year and Dior is turning one soon.
Kobe: im sorry ok I did what was best for you and Dior I swear I did, I would not ever put you in a position like that on purpose.? Y/N: ... im gonna go put Dior in CJs room but this conversation is not over.
*I went and put Dior in cjs room and they started playing and I told cj to give me a minute and when I came back I closed the door and just sat back down*
Y/N: Kobe I just don't understand why you left for so long. Kobe: because I needed to clear my head.
*I got up*
Y/N: it's takes a year to clear that empty ass head of yours. Kobe: hey- Y/N: don't forget I had a baby without you, I feed him without you, I bought him shit without you, and I damn sure did every fucking thing for him, WITHOUT YOU! Kobe: ... Y/N: I've only been a single mom for a year and I'm already starting to get used to it. Kobe: Y/N I love you and Dior so much and you knew I wanted to be a dad from the jump so don't do this to me please. Y/N: you should have been there kobe, after I had Dior I wasn't even sure if he was ever gonna meet you. Kobe: well he can now.
Y/N: but that's not the point kobe, you weren't there. Kobe: what- Y/N: when I gave birth to Dior the only person to hold my hand was Derek he's been helping me with Dior every single time he gets the chance. Kobe: ik and I'm sorry I promise you I'm sorry, ok? I never wanted to leave you I fucking swear and if I have to apologize thousands of times I will, mamas I love you and Dior you both mean the world to me and I will do anything for you both. Y/N: 🥺.
*he hugged me tight and I hugged him back and we kissed*
Kobe: im so sorry ok for everything. Y/N: *sniffles* *laughs* I haven't had a hug like this in a long time. Kobe: *laughs* Y/N: I missed you. Kobe: I missed you too.
*we made eye contact and he grabbed my neck and kissed me and we fell on the bed and I landed on top of him sitting on his d!ck*
Kobe: *laughs* Y/N: have you been talking to anyone else? Kobe: no why? Y/N: just asking. Kobe: why would I were still together right? Y/N: yes. Kobe: ok then. Y/N: ugh *laughs*
*we went back to kissing again until it got heated, he started touching on my butt and kept messing with my underwear because all I had was a big t-shirt on*
Y/N: watch yourself. Kobe: what it's been a whole year sense I've did it and I'm horny asf. Y/N: is that so. Kobe: yes so cmon please just the tip, it'll be like five minutes or maybe more. Y/N: Kobe- Kobe: please I need it. Y/N: but Dior- Kobe: he'll be fine. Y/N: fine. Kobe: 😏.
*he flipped me off him and layed me down on my back and took my underwear off and pushed himself in and went slow at first and started to speed up*
Kobe: *groans* Y/N: *moans* Kobe: fuck! Y/N: uh ah!
*he kept speeding up and his chain started to dangle in my face, he started kissing my neck and I ran my hands threw his hair*
Y/N: *moans* Kobe: shit!
*he pulled out and nutted and I came but I just layed down with my eyes close*
Kobe: *laughs* you good? Y/N: mhm. Kobe: you need help? Y/N: mhm. Kobe: what do you wanna wear a t-shirt. Y/N: yea. Kobe: ight I'll be back.
*he went downstairs and then he came back with his bag and got some clothes out, he went in my dresser and got my clothes and out then in the bathroom then came back and tried to help me*
Kobe: cmon get up. Y/N: m m. Kobe: fine.
*he picked me up and carried me to the bathroom and turned on the shower, he took my clothes off and we got in, after that we got dressed and got I got Dior from cjs room*
Kobe: he looks like me. Y/N: ik. Dior: ba ba. Kobe: he got my eyes toooo let's go! Y/N: I wanted him to have your eyes first of all but I wanted him to look like me. Kobe: why? Y/N: because that would be cute for him to look like me and have your eyes. Kobe: well I'm sorry but he's my twin so you don't gotta be a hater. Y/N: oh hush. Kobe: can I hold him? Y/N: ... Kobe: what did I do something. Y/N: no it's just... nobody has ever held him but me. Kobe: not even your mom. Y/N: no. Kobe: star. Y/N: no. Kobe: Derek! Y/N: no. Kobe: please lemme hold him he's my son too. Y/N: but he's mine.
Kobe: Y/N. Y/N: what. Kobe: im being serious lemme hold him. Y/N: ... no. Kobe: ... what. Y/N: I said no. Kobe: bro. Y/N: im holding him tho.
*he held his arms out for Dior and Dior reached for him and kobe took him from me*
Y/N: 🥺, give him back. Kobe: but he likes me.
*dior put his finger in Kobe's mouth and he fake bit it and he kept doing it again and again*
Kobe: ok dior you can stop now. Y/N: give him back to me.
