Son I | Jacob Perez & Chris Brown ( BoyxBoy )

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Lola Martinez  ( J.Perez )

" I can't wait to my son is born. " King said, rubbing my belly.

I laughed. " How are you so sure it's a boy? " I asked.

He smiled. " Daddy intuitions. "

I smiled. " Boy you a mess. "

" Nah but foreal though, you hear about Rayan in Tyga smashing? " He asked laughing.

I nodded my head. " Yes, just hope they know what there doing. " I said.

He sighed. " Yeah i know, I also know how Michael can be so i hope he don't go into this situation with his feelings on the table. "

" As long as your friend doesn't hurt mines were good. " I said, with sass.

He scoffed. " Please, who says that Rayan won't be the one to hurt Michael? "

" I know he isn't. " I said, confidently.

He smiled. " Anyways .. enough about them. Wassup with me and you right now? I'm tryna get some. " He said, seductively.

I laughed. " You want it? "

He bit his lip nodding his head.

" Then come get it papi. "

Rayan Lopez aka Ray Ray.

I hummed to the music playing as i made me some tacos for lunch .. I wasn't working today so i was just gonna relax in the house.

I was flipping the hamburger meat when the doorbell rung .. I assumed it was Michael since we've just gotten off the phone not to long ago, he wanted to talk so i agreed to let him come over.

" Come in. " I said, opening the door. He was looking to good right now and if i wasn't in the middle of cooking i would be ripping his clothes completely off.

" Wassup ma. " He said, biting his lip and looking me up and down.

" Hi. " I said, all of a sudden becoming shy.

" It smells good. " He said, following me into the kitchen.

" Yeah, was making some tacos ain't feel like eating nomore take out. " I laughed.

He joined in. " Hell that's all i eat .. If i ain't in the mood to cook. "

" You can cook? " I asked.

He nodded his head. " Yupp sure can. "

" Yeah, you gon cook for me one day? " I asked him.

He licked his lips. " You want me to? "

I nodded my head. " Mhm. "

He sighed. " Come here. " He said, pulling me into his chest.

" Yes Michael. " I said, looking up.

" We need to talk. " He said, seriously.

" About what? " I asked, hoping and praying that this conversation wasn't about what i thought it was.

King Martinez

" Ohhh king. " He moaned.

" You like that bae? " I asked him.

He nodded his head. " Yes papi. "

This little motherfucker was complaining about his feet being sore and hurting .. so the good boyfriend i am i decided to give him a foot massage. He better be fucking lucky cause ion like touching nobody fucking feet.

" So baby, i was thinking that how bout you move into my room and we make your room the baby's room. " Lola said.

I nodded. " We can do that babe. Anything you want. "

" No i want your opinion on everything and what you wanna do. This is your child to. " He said.

I nodded my head. " Okay babe .. we could switch up the room as soon as we find out the sex. The room's pretty big .. would love for us to decorate it together. " I smiled.

" Me to bae. So have you thought of any names. " He asked me.

I smiled. " I want a junior. " I said, proudly.

He groaned. " I knew you were gonna say that. "

" Have you? " I asked.

" Yes, for a boy i was gonna say Kayden Or Messiah .. and for a girl i was thinking about Royalty. " He said.

I smiled. " Those are actually pretty nice babe .. i might consider going with Messiah if it's a boy. We could always have another Jr. " I beamed.

He scoffed. " Who said were having anymore? " He asked me.

I laughed. " Me bae duh .  we having about 5 more. " I said.

He shook his head smiling. " We'll see baby, for now let's just get prepared for the first one and we'll see. " He said.

I nodded my head. " Fair enough mami. I love you and you. " I said, kissing his lips and then his belly.

" I love you to papi. "

Michael Stevenson aka Tyga.

I waited to hear Rayan's response after i basically spilled my heart out to him .. I couldn't read his facial expression, It was basically blank.

" Mich-. Tyga i don't know what to say. He finally said.

I pushed him off of my lap and stood up, laughing.

" You referrring to me as Tyga now? Rayan i'm being patient with yo ass but don't fucking play with me .. especially my feelings. Now i done sat here and told you how i fucking felt, you really gon sit here and act like you ain't feel no damn connection between us. " I yelled.

He sighed. " I didn't wanna relationship .. only was having fun. "

" Fun? Fuckin fun? That's what that was .. you know what Rayan you got it. Don't say shit else to me, don't call or text my phone nun of that shit. And y'all bitches wonder why i treat yah how i do. Bitch. "

" Michael wait. " He said, standing up.

" Move out my fucking way. " I said, pushing past him.

" No your gonna talk to me. " He said, pulling on my arm.

" Man what the fuck you want? " I scoffed.

" I-I want you. "

Didn't proofread. Michael in the media .. who wanna see more of them? More of Craig & Chresanto???? Lemme know. Also check out my book "Take Care" and show some luv.