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Attention Problem

The day was coming to an end. With the clouds a tint of pink and a cool breeze flowing through the air bringing the humid atmosphere down to a cool level.

  Kenneth had been home for most of the day just cleaning, or hanging off the sofa indulging in some reality tv show about women in their forties arguing over who said what about who. He was truly just trying to past time until-

  *click* *swoosh*

  Kenneth perked up from his upside down position on the couch now on his feet making his way towards the door seeing his favorite person just walking in.

" Kennyyy " the man sings when he spots kenneth.

" Hiii " Kenneth smiles warmly.

" wussup baby, you had a good day? "

Kenneth melts hearing the deep baritone vibrate his eardrums, as strong arms are wrapped around his waist briefly picking him off the ground then setting him back down.

" My day was chill ... was kinda just waiting fah you to get back." 

Kenneth follows him into the kitchen where he sets some things on the island then continues to the bedroom.

  " Awl well im back now, finna wash my ass right quick. " The man sets his duffle bag in the corner grabbing his towel.

" want me get in wit you? " Kenneth hops on the bed staring up at the man innocently.

  " aint even finna be innear long kenny i been on my feet all day . " he smirks.

Kenneth frowns a little but he didn't press it.

" ok well ima be in here then, alone, waiting. " Kenneth rolls all around the bed til he lands at the top resting his back against the pillows.

The man continues his way to the bathroom connected to the room leaving the door open as he prepares for his shower. Kenneth just kinda watches meekly before he couldn't take it and just opens his phone to distract himself.

Within the 10 minutes of waiting for the man to get out the shower Kenneth had time to think. He'd been in a way, subconsciously, craving this man all day but now that he's here Kenneth just wants to  strangle him. I mean no he didn't do anything wrong but he didn't necessarily do anything right. In the sense that he should know that kenneth needed attention.

His thoughts are interrupted when the sound of the shower curtain gets drawn back and wet feet hits tile. Kenneth immediately looses the attitude he was working up now biting his lip as the tall brownskin man emerges from the bathroom, towel hung loosely around his waist. The man proceeds with his nightly routine slipping a pair of boxers on and sitting on the bed to moisturize his skin.

This doesn't go unnoticed by Kenneth. His lip started to bleed from how frequent he was biting it, a tiny mewl came from him as he watched water droplets drip down a toned back rolling into fresh boxers.

" Anthony " Kenneth moans breathless.

The man turns back to him looking him once over before making eye contact.

" yes baby " The man smirks again continuing to slip sweats on and turn the game on.

" Anthonyyyyy " Kenneth was practically humping the pillow between his thighs.

" Stop wit allat whining Kenny, im rey hop on the game for a min chillout fah me, please. "

Anthony thought that sounded reasonable but Kenneth wasn't having none of it.

" pfft fuck off " this was whispered by kenneth but Anthony heard em he just let him have it fah now. Kenneth indeed did decide to chill just very madly, he couldn't sleep cuz of dumbass so he just vigorously swiped through twitter.