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𝙰𝚃𝙻𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙰 𝙶𝙰 - 𝟿:𝟹𝟻 𝙰.𝙼. ——
"I made breakfast, so he's downstairs eating."
Cairo looked up from his phone as he heard Haven's voice. "Thanks, you didn't have to do that. I was going to take him to get something."
Once Cairo had met Amir he had picked him up, leaving them to come to his house where he allowed Amir to sleep in the guest room overnight.
"It's fine." She assured him before growing silent. "So what happened?"
Cairo shut his phone, throwing it onto the bed before letting out an exhale. "His mom kicked him out. Why? I don't know, but that's what I plan to find out."
"He seems sweet." Haven walked out of the closet, now wearing a pair of blue scrubs. "Is he staying here until things cool over with his mom?"
"Nah." He shook his head. "My aunt said she'll allow him to stay with her. Honestly, it'll be too much of a bad influence for him to stay here."
"I see." Haven nodded making her way over to him. "Don't be too hard on him though."
"I can't make that promise." He said. "I was chill the first time we talked, he already know what time it is now."
He watched as Haven reached for her tote bag that sat right on the bed next to him. She stuffed her laptop in it before throwing it over her shoulder.
"I suggest for you to be chill though." She now stood in front of him, bent over slightly to correspond with his height. "Kiss? So I can be on my way to class."
Cairo obliged, connecting his lips with hers for a few pecks before watching her leave as she walked out of the bathroom. "Hate to see you go but I love to watch you leave." He yelled out, earning a laugh from her.
"Shut up!"
He leaned back hearing the alarm as the front door shut close. He waited a few minutes before grabbing his phone and key's off his dressers, making his way downstairs as he now was focused on having a talk with Amir.
He glanced over at the kitchen now seeing Amir as he sat at the island, a fork visible in his hand. "I'm good, I promise." He heard him say as he held his phone in his hand.
Cairo made his way further into the kitchen as he was now able to see Amir's phone noticing he was on FaceTime with someone. The unknown girl's voice became more prominent to his ears as he walked past Amir, heading straight for the plate that Haven had placed in the microwave.
