☆ Osamason

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another old plot that wasnt even for him originally lmao

"You did what?!" Amari yelled, Indigo giving him an unamused look, twirling her individual french curl braid around her dainty finger while sitting on the bean bag in their room.

"I don't know why you're screaming at me now, I told you I was gonna do it before I did it." She shrugged. "Bro, you know how expensive that shit is? You must'a lost yo fuckin mind, Indi." He said.

The couple previously got into a heated argument the night before and she threatened to throw away all his weed when he recently just bought pounds of it. Though in actuality, she hid it somewhere he'd never check.

Yeah, she was crazy, but not crazy enough to lose her life over something so simple; knowing how Amari got about his weed.

"You're literally gonna make it back. You'll live, boy." She scoffed, getting on her phone, to which he snatched it from her hands. "Mari I wish the fuck you would." She said.

"Fuck you mean? This shit only fair." He held the phone out of her reach, Indigo taking everything in her to not swing on this nigga right then and there.

"Give me my fucking phone!" She got up, Amari scoffing. "Fuck you." He said before slamming her phone to the ground, Indigo staring at him blankly yet so intently.

-

The couple sat in silence as Indigo scrolled on her phone that was in a plastic sandwich bag to prevent it from cutting her. Amari on the other hand, was driving to the studio with her and felt some type of pleasure with his revenge he got.

Don't think he got off the hook with breaking Indigo's phone, though they were equal after he broke her phone, she proceeded to slap the fuck outta him.

One hand was on the steering wheel while the other rubbing his throbbing cheek. "You toxic as fuck, you know that?" He spoke, finally turning the music that was originally playing in the background, down.

"Play stupid games, win stupid prizes." She said, keeping her eyes on the shoes she scrolled upon on Pinterest. She was so nonchalant whenever she felt she was in the right, not feeling the need to get worked up whatsoever.

"You got mad cause I got on live wit another girl that's also into music, Indie? That jealous shit be killin me." He said, Indigo whipping her head over to him.

"Jealous is the last word to describe me, I got mad cause you didn't set boundaries, y'all were literally flirting on Instagram live in front of thousands of people and you expect me to be chill? Fuck that!" She said.

"I wasn't even flirtin, it was jus for promo, bro!"

"You coulda went about it differently!"

Amari clenched his jaw as they soon arrived at the studio, getting out and slamming his door shut.

"Bitch." She muttered, getting out as well.

-

Indigo twisted in the computer chair as she stared at Amari, whom was occupied on his laptop; editing a song, the boy doing everything in his will to avoid eye contact with her.

She surprisingly wasn't mad anymore despite the fact she had to use her phone in a plastic bag. In fact, the idea of him still being mad at her only made her eager. Wink wink.

"Y'all good? The tension been crazy since y'all got here." Namil finally spoke once taking notice of how they were acting. "I'm fine." Indigo said. "I'm not, bitch threw away 2 pounds of weed I JUST bought." Amari said. He said calmly.

"Gosh Mari it's not that serious!" She said. "Yes the fuck it is! If you paid for that shit yo self you would know where I'm comin from!" He finally looked at her.

"Bro.. I got weed if you want some but Indie that's fucked up." Namil said. "I want my pounds back bruh that's all, she been actin like a bitch all week and it's finna piss me the fuck off." Amari said.

"Nigga shut up, you're so abrasive you still don't even understand why I'm so pissed off." Indigo got up, grabbing her things. "Yep gone head take that broke ass phone wit you."

"Gone head and buy some more weed." She said before exiting the room. "Sooo, y'all thru or what?" Namil looked at Amari considering how dramatic that situation just was.

Amari kissed his teeth "Nah but it's like she really trippin the fuck out for nothin. Throwin my weed away? She better be glad I only broke her fuckin phone." Amari said.

"Well I hope y'all get that shit sorted out soon cause y'all damn near just fought in this fuckin studio." Namil shook his head, finally sparking up his blunt.

-

After the studio situation, Indigo was currently walking around the two's large shared home, looking for her lover before finding him in his office. She looked for him right after her shower because she was only in just a tank top and panties.

She sighed as she approached his office, knocking on the already opened door to still make her presence known. He looked back at her, watching her walk over to him with her hand behind her back.

She stood over him at the desk, a sly smirk on her face. Amari quirked his brow at her. "Man if you just came to piss me o-"  "You really thought i'd throw your weed away?" She asked, revealing the bags of weed she was holding behind her back.

His face almost immediately lit up. "You done actin like a dick now?" She tilted her head at him. "..yeah." He muttered before scooping her over to him by her waist.

"Move, don't act like you ain't call me all types of bitches AND almost beat my ass like 3 times today." She said, playfully mushing his head.

He kissed his teeth "I'm sorry bae, you had me fucked real bad. You lucky that's the only way I reacted." He said, Indigo scoffing. "Speaking of how you reacted, when you gettin me a new phone, fuck nigga?" She asked, breaking away from his hold and crossing her arms.

"Chiiill I got you tomorrow." He said. "Mhm, well ima be in bed, gimme kiss cause you ain't kiss me all day." She said, puckering her lips. "Cause you ain't been actin right." He muttered before grabbing her neck and kissing her lips multiple times before letting her go.

Amari watched how Indigo twisted when she walked off before turning back to his weed that was now sitting on his desk before furrowing his eyebrows. He remembered only buying two pounds so where did this third bag come from?

He smiled to himself, realizing Indigo must've bought it for him. To which he got the idea to thank her. Amari rose from his computer chair, making his way to their room to which he found Indigo sitting on the edge of the bed, scrolling through the tv shows on the tv with the remote.

"What you so jolly for?" She said, Indigo raising her eyebrows when seeing him standing in the doorframe. "Mari!" Indigo giggled after Amari went over to her and jumped on top of her. "You bought me another pound?" He smiled as he hovered over her.

"Maybe." She said. "You must want yo pussy ate, huh?" He said, Indigo's jaw dropping. "I mean I'm not turning it down but damn." She laughed in awe of her boyfriend's choice of words.








































christmas chaps soon i believe yayayyay

christmas chaps soon i believe yayayyay

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12-15-23

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