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The same day...
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋📍
Tyreek stood by his bed wrapped in a towel waiting on his father to pick out his pajamas.
"I want to wear my spongebob pi-yamas" he said proudly.
Yep. He's now obsessed with spongebob.
Every other week it changes.
"You'on have no spongebob pajamas and since when do you like spongebob lil nigga??"
"I watch it at the hospital and yes I do!" He frowned. "Ask mommy"
"Mommy's sleeping Reek, wear these car ones for tonight."
"I want spongebob" he frowned about to cry.
"Don't try that spoiled stuff with me lil man" Duke warned drying him off before applying lotion and dressing him.
"I want mommy" he became extra and hyperventilated ready to cry.
Duke rolled his eyes and walked ahead. "Come on."
Tyreek ran over to his bed to get his spider-man plushie that his dad bought him then ran after him.
Jayla was knocked out on the bed.
Duke lifted his son onto the bed then went to get his hygiene together.
"Mommy. Mommy. Mommy. Mama. Mama. Ma. Ma. Ma. Mommy. Mommy. Mommy!" Tyreek shook her shoulder.
"What!?" She snapped.
"Cuddle" he held his arms out to her.
She turned over and he laid down and Jayla placed an arm around her son then placed a soft kiss on his forehead.
"Where's daddy" she mumbled.
"Getting clean"
She hummed in response then tried to go back to sleep and couldn't as she felt hungry.
She rubbed her son's back soothing him to sleep. She wanted to go downstairs to feast but if she moved too quickly he'd wake up then complain.
Tyreek was a DEEP sleeper. His parents were never quiet around him as a newborn.
By the time Duke came out the shower, the 4 year old boy was snoring.
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Toxic Capacity II
Narrativa generale"𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒏𝒅, 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆" Bad news brought Jayla back to New york. Will she be able to continue standing on business or can Duke break down her walls again and get let back in? How will the pres...
