My love

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Onikas POV

" 98...99...100... ZAYA HERE I COME!!" I ran downstairs to the kitchen to find her. We were playin hide and seek and it has become harder and harder since Beyonce was helping her. She would hide her in the cabinets and under covers, with adult supervision of course.

I found Beyonce sitting on the island eating some ice cream. " now where'd you put my baby this time" I crossed my arms.

" ion know you just gonna have to look" I rolled my eyes. We have become very comfortable with each other it's almost insane.

" zayaaaa...." I crept by the counter. " zaya baby mommy has ice cream and she's not sharing"

" AHT" I heard her pout.

" GOTCHA" I found her behind the roll of paper towels. She had a white onesie on so it was a bit difficult to spot her but she gave herself away.

" aww onika you can't do that" Beyonce complained with a smile.I picked up zaya and set her next to bey on the island." Zaya did that... and besides you know you can't eat ice cream without zaya she would've been mad even if she found out herself."

" yeah she does love her ice cream" she laughed.

" icee crewmmm momma BB" she reached out to Beyonce. " Z baby this my ice cream" Beyonce replied. Zaya started to whine and tears came pouring out. " bey stop and get my baby some ice cream" I giggled.

" aight but after this we need to eat some food and relax" she got up and started getting zaya her favorite ice cream, strawberry.

It's funny how The first time she met Beyonce it was her first time eating ice cream, and now it has become her favorite dessert and Now she's calling Beyonce mom.

Before we ate I turned on some slow music and Beyonce pulled me in to a slow dance. We could hear zaya giggling while eating her ice cream, she loves when we danced.I laid my head on her shoulder and stared at zaya. I'm hoping this will be forever, a every day thing, I see Beyonce and zaya every morning I wake up.

" I love you so much onika" she whispered into my ear. " I love you too bey" I looked up and gave her a passionate kiss. Zayas giggles turned into whines of disgust and we made our way upstairs after we ate.

Zaya fell asleep and me and Beyonce got into the shower.

That's where we were in each others arms again, holding ourselves. "Bey?" I quietly asked.

" yes" Beyonce replied

" do you want this forever" I smiled at the thought

" no..." I looked up in confusion and anger

" no I don't want this forever pinks, yes I want you and zaya but I want our status to be different, marriage, another child, somewhere new..... I want ALL of this" she trailed her hands along my body.

" but I want it to be in a different form..... do you understand?"

I nodded. " so you want to marry me?"I asked

" more than anything in the entire world"

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Beyonce POV

We woke up tangled in each other, like we had been the entire day yesterday. I would change nothing about me onika and zayas relationship or way of living. But I would love to add marriage and kids to the mix as well. Change can be good that's all I'm saying.

I got up and made some breakfast. I started to chop potatoes and put the grits on the stove. It's a bit more country than onika would like but I'm cooking today so she can't say anything.