𝑪𝑰𝑻𝑴 . ᴛᴜᴘᴀᴄ ꜱʜᴀᴋᴜʀ

⋆┊❛ 𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙋𝙔 𝙇𝙄𝙁𝙀 𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙋𝙔 𝙒𝙄𝙁𝙀 ❜┊⋆

4 months before

A loud echo was heard everytime pac said anything, the air was filled with fresh air, no smell around but something that felt brand new.

"Watch your step, watch your step." My husband said to me as she his hand was guiding me somewhere, my eyes were blind folded and the atmosphere was thickened all around me. "I am," I sighed as I was exhausted from all this walking, I could feel my babies lower kicks as pac's other hand was holding the lower bottom of it. We stopped for a minute in our tracks.

"He can feel you get excited." Pac said stalling, "can take this off now." I asked getting fed up with nothing in sight, I reach for the blindfold but pac stopped me. "Aight. Hold on. Have a little patience." He chuckled, retracing his hand from mine and both now remained on my wide stomach.

"Turn around." He said while guiding me around to face something, I prepared myself for something but also a little nervous, there was no way this man bought us another house when we already two ? Maybe it was a car? Hell I didn't know!

"Wait." He told me stopping me from taking it off. "What!" I complained hating the waiting suspense of misery that laid upon my curious mind. "I just want you to know how proud I am of you. Staying in school, trying to graduate from college in bachelor art, all while being my wife and being pregnant. Really it takes work and I'll always praise you for that."

"Uh hmm." I hummed wanting him to get to the point. Slowly he began to take off my blind fold. Blinking my eyes I began inspecting. The room was large, with clear golden floor, the design was luxurious, but so empty, my squinted but followed back to pac for answers

"Wow. The painter doesn't know an art gallery when she sees one." He pointed the obvious, but I was to hungry to even come up with that conclusion, I looked away from him as he began to take his hands off my body, slowly a smile began to come up on my face I did realize it was in fact an old yet undid gallery.

"No you didn't-"  He nodded confirming to me, that this was all mine.

"Oh my god.." I mumbled. I put my hands over my mouth, "You deserve it baby." He whispered following behind me. I began to scream out of joy catching him off guard. I turned around to him and pulled him a hug, I gave many kisses on the cheek and lips as the moment was nothing but pure to me.

"I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you so fucking much!" I repeated over and over not letting him breath for one second, I pulled back for a second until I pulled our lips together showing how much I really did love him, our foreheads connected as we pulled away smiling at another. "You getting a little to happy." He killed the mood with.

"And WHY WOULDN'T I! you brought me a fucking art gallery...why..wouldn't I." I said as I tried to hard to calm my emotions. It was a dream 15 year Lanny's dream, a girl who wanted to make art or atleast have a studio, a girl that could display her talent and could achieve something that she loved.

"Is it really mine?" I asked though to make sure it wasn't just a silly dream. "It's yours, once I get to sign those papers for own-ship and me as co owner for preoccupation than we good ma'

"Yeah we're good now but what do I put in here! Where do I even began, how will I even have time, the baby is going to be due soon— and college is not over until next year for me... I don't know." I started quickly doubting. Owning a business was no joke, especially in LA. Everything was expensive, even building this place up could cost over 8k. But he didn't seem too worried about it.

"I mean i don't even understand how you even bought this, I thought you were still going thro-

"We not talking about that right now. Just know that this is yours, you deserve it and I hope you make the most of it, either way, go crazy shit- this is work, your portfolio, everybody needs to know why I married such a sexy, talented,