Your Mythology

39- If It's Not One Thing, It's Another

~Reese POV~

"I'm not going, Kiwi. Do it look like I give a fuck I put her in the damn hospital?" Daysia sassed while folding her arms. "Ducky," we both sigh, causing her to squint her eyes and look between us. "Come here, Arlo. Tell your mommies that going to that hospital is a bad idea," she cooed while squatting down. 

Arlo ran by us and leaped into Daysia's arms. "I will carry you, Daysia," Klene warned while I walked to the garage and started the car. I got my music rolling and while I was jamming to my music, I saw the door opening.

Klene coming out the house with Daysia on her shoulder made me laugh and tap on the wheel. "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!" Daysia repeated as Klene buckled her up in the back seat. I reached back and rubbed her knee. 

"Come on, mama. It will earn us good points if we show up," I reasoned, but she folded her arms and rolled her eyes. "Did you just roll your eyes at me, baby?" I asked, causing Klene to lick her lips and turn around in her seat.

Daysia squinted her eyes while mumbling 'no'. "Could have sworn-," I mumbled while looking at her through the rearview mirror. "Shut up," she said through her teeth. 

I pout and look at Klene, making her tilt her head and lean over to me. "Want me to handle that or you got it?" She asked against my lips. "You think you can drive really slow?" I asked with a smile. "Sure thing, baby. Make sure you put on a show for me," she whispered, making me smile and climb in the back seat.

Daysia's eyes widened once I started taking off my clothes. "We're tinted, baby. Now let me have those beautiful eyes of yours roll back for me," I winked before helping her out of her clothes.
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I happily got out the car while Daysia stumbled out, trying to quickly fix her clothes. "What a show," Klene chuckled while wrapping her arm around my neck. "Don't just stand there and watch me struggle," Daysia sassed. 

After another minute of teasing her, we helped her with her hair and her clothes. "I bet you won't roll your eyes again, Ducky," Klene snickered while I pepper soft kisses on her lightly bruised neck.

"I will have my reparations," she grumbled then grabbed both of our hands and pulled us into the hospital. 

We got the room number she was in then headed to the elevator. "You will be apologizing to her," I added in and I didn't have to look to know she was staring at me. "The hell I am," she scoffed.

"Come on, baby. You don't have to mean it, but at least sound like you mean it. Put your acting skills to work," Klene said while wrapping her arms around her waist a little tighter. "Fine, but one disrespectful comment, and I will have the nurses calling code blue on her ass," she grumbled.

I covered my giggles with my hand as soon as the doors opened. I walked ahead of them, searching for the room number. "Hold on, cookie," Daysia mumbled before I felt Klene's strong arms lift me up off the ground some. 

When we made it to the room, I softly knocked on the door while opening it. "Hey," I softly said, watching her sit up with a smile. She let out a groan while trying to sit up some more. "You don't need to get up or anything," I mumbled while coming into the room.

Her smile fell once she saw Daysia coming in behind Klene. "What is she doing here?" She mumbled, allowing me to see the fear in her eyes. "Ducky, here, has something to tell you," Klene hummed.

"What do she need to say after putting me here?" She scoffed while a nurse came in. Daysia took a deep breath while holding her hands in front of her. "I decided to come here in person to say that I'm sorry for beating your ass like that. I just get very defensive over my woman and what you said was very-" she started, but I could see her hand tightening in Klene's.