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ෆ cologne prank
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"Welcome back guys, I know we're not in our usual setup, but there is a reason," you started, you were sitting in your car, instead of by the usual bright window.
"If you're on my spam, you know everyone has been bothering me about Kay, y'all enjoyed seeing him in the vlogs and wanted me to prank him, I've been hesitant because, well you know, he's crazy as hell," you explained, letting out a nervous laugh.
"His version of playing is completely different than this, so if I die, I did it for you," you said, dramatically.
"Anyways, I have one of his colognes, he doesn't wear this, like at all, it's still in the box, it was gifted to him, a few months back, and he never used it, I'll wear it, and see if he notices," you said, grabbing the oversized hoodie from the backseat.
Opening the cologne, you showed the bottle to the camera, before spraying the jacket a few times, then spraying yourself once. Placing the bottle in your glove compartment, you got out of the car.
"I want it to be faint on me, but strong on the jacket, I can see him now," you shook your head, making your way up the stairs, stopping in front of the door.
"Wish me luck, don't forget to like, subscribe, and comment on what you'd like to see more of," you whispered to the camera, unlocking the door.
Going into the apartment, it was slightly smokey, Kay was likely on his fourth blunt, aggressively playing the video game, cussing at whoever he played with.
"Hey baby," you said setting the camera and keys down, purposely leaving it facing Kay, you knew for sure, he wouldn't notice, especially since you left early, telling him you were going to vlog.
"Wassup, mami," he said, his eyes never leaving the screen.
"You're not even looking at me," you pouted, setting the hoodie down, as he paused the game, standing.
"My fault," he said, taking his headset off, going to wrap his arms around you, pecking your lips.
"I got the cutest angles, I can't wait to show you," you told him, his face going into your neck. You resisted the urge to laugh, as he paused.
"I found your hoodie, the one you said was missing, it was in my backseat," you said, trying to turn away, but his hold became firm, as he held you closer, smelling your neck.
"Why you smell like that?" he furrowed his eyebrows, frowning.
"What are you talking about papi?" I asked confused, managing to slip out of grasp, handing him the hoodie. He gave you a side eye, opening it, holding it up, but immediately, pulled it close, smelling it.
"Bro, word to my dead, where the fuck you went?" his frown deepened, tossing the hoodie.
"I told you-
"Stop lying, who you went by?" he said, walking up on you, as you backed away, bumping into a wall. You felt yourself about to laugh, a smile going to your lips.
"Ain't shi funny, who the fuck you been with?" he asked, his hand going to your neck, he held it firmly, mostly to force you to look at him, not putting any real pressure.
"Nobody, what are you talking about?" you told him, taking his hand off of you, but it only made him take the other one, grabbing your jaw.
"Why you smelling like another nigga, you gon' get this nigga flocked," he said, it was obvious he was becoming angrier, making it funnier, but it had to come to an end.
Bursting into a fit of giggles, you held your hand up, telling him to wait a moment, "it's a p-prank," you said, still laughing, and he dropped his hand. While you moved to the camera, wanting to show him it was still on.
"You play too fucking much," he said, making you laugh harder.
"I'm sorry baby," you tried reaching for him, but he moved away.
"Nah cause where you get that cologne?"
"It's yours, the one you never opened, it smells good, don't it?" you laughed, he smacked his teeth, going back to his game.
"Aw baby, I sorry," you told him, pecking his lips, while he kept his eyes on the TV.
"He's mad at me guys, but I think that was good, give me my Oscar," you said, attempting to get sturdy.
"That's all for now, I'll see you guys next week, bye," you blew a kiss, ending the video.
"Don't be mad at me," you said, plopping next to him.
"Bro shut up," he grumbled.
"I'll make it up to you," you said, giving a cheeky look, as you touched his pants. He looked at you, before sitting back, biting his lip.
