old draft
Amina
yooo mil where u been bruh
namil
???
namil
why you textin me like we buddies? 😂😂
amina
i cant call you bruh or somethin? and that took you mad long to type out
namil
yk damn well..
namil
i broke my arm nigga I told you this
amina
oh damn I forgot omg how are you bae ☹️
namil
im good i just gotta do a lot of shit wit my left it's weird as fuck
amina
let me come take care of youuuu wya?
namil
no ami i dont need help
amina
don't make me have to track you down bc yk i will and when i do i will make a scene wherever you at
namil
you crazy as shit
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Amina hugged the taller boy tightly, Namil patting her back with his left hand before she pulled away. "Uht, what you bring a bag for?" He said making her roll her eyes.
"You know I sleep over every time I come don't start." Amina said, going into the living room to find a family member of his to bother.
He pursed his lips, going into the living room where Amina was chatting with his mom before Namil grabbed her by her hood, bringing her upstairs to his room.
She went in before him, Namil closing the door and looking at Amina. "Outta all the days you coulda wore this outfit you wanna wear it when my arm broke, my good one at that." Namil said making her furrow her eyebrows.
"What that gotta do wit yo arm? Trust me, I can make something work." She said, Namil smirking at his lover. "Whatever bruh, did you bring some shit to do my hair with?" He asked as he sat on the side of his bed while she rummaged through her bag.
"You didn't tell me you wanted me to do your hair." She said slowly while looking at him. He sucked his teeth. "I see that mousse in that bag." He said pointing in her bag with his good hand.
"Damnn all up in my shit." She smiled, showing her smiley piercing as she started to take out all the stuff to do his hair with.
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"Your hair isn't tangled anymooore." Amina sat in Namil's lap as he recorded his self on tiktok, Amina cupping his face and kissing his cheek. "All you do is grab my face like a baby." He said making her bite his cheek.
He sucked his teeth, pushing her away. "I wanna sign your cast, how does it feel?" Amina asked him, looking him in his eyes. "You bout to find out what somethin else feel like if you keep looking me in my eyes." Her jaw dropped at his reply.
"Oh you're in heat bad huh?" She said. "Where's a sharpie?" She asked, getting up and looking around his room.
Eventually she found one on his desk and came back to him and starting to write. My poor muffin, get well soon! <3 - ami "I love yo handwriting." He said making her blush.
"Who else wrote on it?" She asked, searching the cast before finding other writing on it. You too grown to be breakin yo arm.. coulda at least broke the other one! - wes "Uht, Wesley ass got some nerve" She said laughing making him shaking his head.
"Poor baby, don't worry, I'll take care of you, love." Amina caressed the older boy's face. Namil licked his lips as she leaned in before she kissed him, Namil gripping her thigh in the process.
