leather coat (part 2) | dukefanum

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a part two.

based on the song, leather coat by don toliver.

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"welcome home," fanum whispered as he opened to the AMP home. he held laila in the car seat, she was clearly awake but quiet.

duke was at the car getting the bags that they took to the hospital. they literally took everything that the hospital supplied them with, knowing they gonna throw it out when they leave. it's better safe than sorry to have more.

"laila's here y'all!" kai yelled from upstairs, speeding down to see his niece again.

"kai shut the fuck up, i just got her to quiet down!" the dominican yelled, sighing as he heard the whining for her again.

he reached to the living room, slowing bending down to drop the car seat before sitting down on the couch. he hissed at the pain—it was unbearable for him. he face palmed himself, getting a headache from her crying and his pain for his lower stomach.

"why the fuck y'all just standing there? help him!" duke said, dropping the bags to tend fanum.

"i got the bags," agent motioned his head and starts grabbing to take upstairs.

duke kneeled down to pull up his shirt, sighing in relief that it's no blood on the pad. no stitches came out.

"i bent over too fast..." he said clearly out of breath.

"i know and it's not your fault. just worrying about your stitches. i don't need going back after we just came from there," he chuckled, turning around to seeing laila calm down when he popped up. he slowly bend down to take her out the car seat, cradling her with one hand to keep her calm.

his heart flutters at the sight of her, she's really here after all those months anticipating her arrival. she's already duke's heart on lock.

"she loves you," fanum blurted, the older turning to the dominican having a light smile on his face.

"i don't know about all that...she's only a day old." duke shrugged while still having a grin on his face.

the room got quiet at the duo felt a comfortable silence they needed. they haven't got any since she came and that's a long amount of time for the both of them.

the older sat next to fanum—having laila on his lap looking at the ceiling and everything in their view.

their eyes were glued on each other, probably thinking about what happened between them during the late hours when everyone left.

"i have to pee..." the dominican spoke, popping out his sleep as he felt his bladder pushing again.

duke looked up from his phone, nodding before clicking his phone off slowly as he didn't want to wake laila up. he stands up and let his arm out for support.

fanum accepted the offer, his legs landing on the floor and then his body to stand up. he leaned on duke, taking baby steps to the bathroom as the pain on his stomach was horrible compared to earlier. he didn't feel nothing.

"oh shit.." he moaned, touching his stomach as he felt it's deflating slowly.

"pain?"

"yes, this shit hurts word to my mother," fanum shakes his head, holding on the bathroom door frame. he let go so duke can get him comfortable on the toilet.

duke pulled the seat down, pulling wipes out the bag just in case he needs them. he turned to fanum, who was tiredly leaned on the door frame. he tried to stay up, moving back and forth doing so.

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