𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚 .

STV. X

I hear a soft whine then I feel a foot plummet into my stomach. The wind gets knocked out of me and I scrunch my whole body up.

"This bed is too fucking big for your feet to be in my face"

"Well my feet are pretty big" I offer, trying to regain the air that she rid me of. Maybe if she hadn't made us lay feet to head it wouldn't have been a problem.

"Please shut up" She grumbles and turns around, facing away from my feet.

"Your foot was literally on my face Kalei, how come it's double standards."

"You have a foot fetish, I don't. Plus your feet look disgusting"

I suck my teeth. Something I just learned how to do, courtesy to Kalei.

"I don't have no fucking feet fetish" I grumble before stuffing my head in her soft pillows.

The conversation is dead and we fall back asleep but an hour and thirty minutes later I'm woken up by her loud ass TV.

I grumble and lift my head from the bed, looking at her. She's at the end of the bed staring at her gigantic tv with her feet hanging off the end of the bed.

I rest my head a little longer before realizing I won't be able to get any more rest with her loud ass TV.

"Kalei come here" I call out to her and she looks back. A teasing smile tugs at her lips.

"Oh I'm sorry, did i wake you" She sassily tilts her head at me. I ignore her and tell her to come here again.

"For what" She squints at me, thinking I'm up to something.

"Just come here please" She listens this time but fuck she has to know what she's doing. She crawls to me on her hands and knees and I can't keep my eyes off the sway of her backside.

I don't even notice she's in front of me until she sits back on her legs.

"What Layne" She sighs as she looks down at me, looking irritated. She's always irritated. I sit up a little and pull her down for a hug but she somehow ends up sitting in my lap.

After I give her a hug I pull her face back and give her a kiss on the forehead. She's unusually quiet with no protest as she looks at me compliantly, submissively. What is she doing.

"I just want to say thank you for yesterday. I know our friendship is extremely complicated but I really needed somebody yesterday and I'm glad it was you that I was with" I express my gratitude towards her because if it was anybody else they probably would've just put me in bed and left me to deal with myself.

"Aw, your welcome boo" She wraps her around my neck and I wrap mine around her waist, one hand a little lower. Right above her ass.

She pulls back and I drop my arms, that one hand sliding over her ass. I gouge her reaction but it seems like she doesn't have one.

She's looking at my chest, the tattoo on my chest specifically. She reaches and runs her fingers over the date and name.

"Who's this" She looks from my eyes to the inc. I shiver at her touch which makes her look at me again.

"My little sister, my dad killed her" I watch her eyes widen before she looks up at me. I don't have much of a reaction telling people anymore.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear" It's quiet for a while after I nod my head at her response before she changes the topic.

"Would you ever get your significant other's name tatted"

"Definitely," I say without hesitation. A lot of people call it dumb because you never know what may happen but I wouldn't hesitate if I knew that she was my forever girl.