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Capri Laurent

"C'mon fats, let's get dressed." Capri mumbled wiping the sleep from his eyes. Still in bed Harlem kept his arms securely around Sonnet's little body keeping him from rolling out the bed.

Glaring at the sleeping boys in his bed Capri rolled his eyes walking into his closet pulling out an outfit for himself and Sonnet.

A pair of beige cargo pants and a nice purple hoodie and white T-shirt for Sonni while Capri picked one a pretty royal blue hoodie for himself with dark wash jeans.

Although today was the first day of spring it was still a bit nippy outside.

Gathering his shower necessities, Capri glanced at the sleeping boys once more before leaving his bedroom and walking down the hall towards the bathroom.

Groaning loudly, Capri frowned looking at the closed and locked door. "Man hurry the fuck," his sleep voice croaked cause some quick motions from behind the door.

After a minute or two it swung open revealing Greg with a towel wrapped around his small hips and his hair dripping wet down his back.

"Nigga when you gon go home? Like yo ass needs be payin' rent." Capri smacked his lips, pushing past Greg who was giggling at Capri's frustration.

Taking a solid 30 minute shower Capri dried himself off exiting out the bathroom with his towel over his shoulder and a pair of soft briefs clinging to his skin.

Entering his bedroom he met eyes with Sonnet's pretty brown ones, despite being wide awake he didn't seem to squirm or whine laying there in Harlem's arms.

"Good morning, daddy's baby. You slept good?" Cap smiled at his son, hanging his damp towel up in the corner of his closet door before making his way to Sonni who was watching his every move.

Placing his hands underneath Sonnet's armpits Capri attempt to lift the boy up making Harlem's thick arm tighten and his eyes pop open. Relaxing only after he saw Capri's face he blinked up at the father and son.

"Hey, how ya feelin'?" Capri frowned a little reaching his free hand down to wipe Lem's red and puffy left undereye. He'd gotten a lot better, even making it as far as seeing Paola and Courtland for lunch and spending a few hours together.

But of course the process of realizing and understanding one of your favorite people isn't going to be here much longer was something Harlem was currently struggling with.

"Morning pa," Harlem gave a small smile easing Capri's heart a little. He missed it more than he'd like to admit.

"We got plans tonight so get up," Capri grinned back making Harlem lick his lips and slowly trail his eyes up and down the dark skinned man in front of him.

Capri was naturally very attractive, exotic, as a select  few would call him. He had many different beautiful forms but Harlem found his most beautiful.

Fresh out the shower, fluffy moist afro with a prominent smell of coconut and shea butter.

Smooth dark skin glowy and dewy from the sheer amount of shea and coconut oil he'd rubbed on.

Tight briefs that hugged his ass just right. And his adorable son resting on his hip.

Capri narrowed his eyes at the shirtless light skin man in his bed, setting Sonnet down he turned around getting himself into his clothes.

Harlem finally got up, walking over to his little spendthenight bag he pulled out a pair of light washed vintage jeans and a cream and brown counter zip.