This book contains short, MATURE stories featuring drill rappers that are mostly from New York.
Though i'll mainly be writing about kay flock and dthang, i will definitely be open to taking requests!
I'm sure there will be more to come as I come up...
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♫ Tory Lanez - Friends With Benefits ♫
"I can't just let you go You're all that's on my mind"
Somehow, the more you and Kay seemed to hang out, the more you felt a certain way about him. He was pretty oblivious to the fact that you had been crushing on him for a while; maybe he wanted you to be upfront with him about it but that would never happen.
There was a small part of you that felt like he knew and he just wanted to hear you confront him first but that wasn't going to happen.
You were shy and he was usually the one to bring that out of you when he brung you around different people, like his friends for instance.
It had been about two days since you and Kay last hung out because you chose to distance yourself from him without notifying him first.
Kay wasn't one for relationships so before you hurt yourself, you felt like staying away from him for a while would be the better option.
He was very blunt with you about the flings that he had every now and then and it always made you jealous but you always failed to mention it.
He only called you once after the last hangout but no longer attempted after you didn't pick up the first phone call. It was unusual to him because you never missed his calls, no matter what but this time was different.
In the midst of lying down on your bed and drowning in your thoughts, an unexpected call from Kay appeared on your phone.
The feeling of your teeth biting the inner corner of your cheek from contemplating on whether or not to pick it up bothered you.
You laid there for a while until you finally gave in on the fifth ring.
"Hello?" You answered.
He was seen in the camera with his usual ponytail to the back, looking like he was at the studio like usual.
"Why it take-" He started but disregarded whatever he was going to say, "You want me to come scoop you muddy?"
After a while of biting your cheek, you sat up on the bed to think for a moment.
"Kay." You felt yourself about to reject his offer but what better did you have to do in the moment?
It was so much harder to say no when you were actually taking to him, being able to hear his voice.
"Let me get ready." You silently huffed and stood up off of the bed.
"You don't got to." He smacked his lips.
"I don't have to what?" You mugged him in the camera, beginning to sit back down.
