I squinted as the brightness from the sun seeped through the curtains, awakening me from my sleep. "Fuck." I groaned lowly and stretched my body, making sure not to hit a sleeping Bey in the bliss of my movements.
Turning to my nightstand, I grabbed my phone off the charger and seen that my phone was blowing up with messages from the group chat.
Tyty - Nigga wake that ass up, we got shit to move
I glanced at the time my phone read.
10:00 am. If this nigga don't leave me alone.
Just as I was about to reply, I felt slight shuffling from my right. I laughed a little to myself knowing that Bey was about to wake up because I had moved to far away from her and I quote, "disrupted" her sleep.
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Small breathes left her nostrils as her siren eyes peaked open. "You look tired bae, go back to sleep." I grabbed her chin lightly and kissed her lips slowly, earning a small groan from her.
I laughed, "What?"
I guess my laugh was contagious because there was now a small smile on her face as she still rested against the sheets. "Baby, you woke me up." She spoke lightly.
"No, I didn't." I leaned down and kissed all over her face, my hand laying gently on her waist. "You did. You always do." She closed her eyes.
"Now, you know we only have thirty minutes right?" She mumbled.
"Thirty minutes?" I frowned.
"I give it ten seconds."
Ten seconds.
Ten seconds before all three children are banging at the door to be let in the room. It happened every morning and it was as if they could sense when we were awake. "Y/n." Beyoncé said firmly.
"What? You know I'm right." I shook her tired body.
"Baby, stop. I just wanna sleep a little bit more." She whined. I stopped my movements and moved my head into her neck, softly laying kiss after kiss. It wasn't until I began bitting and sucking on her neck that I felt her body tense up.
"Baby." Her voice shook and her hand moved around to rest on my cheek as she kept me in place. Her nails gently caressed my skin. "Mm." She moaned quietly.
"10."
I counted with each kiss to her neck.
"9."
I bit. "8."
A gasp left her mouth. "7."
My hands rubbed down her exposed thigh as she laid in my shirt. "6."
"5."
"Y/n." She moaned and I never halted my actions. "4."
I laid a kiss on her collar bone and began kissing upward. "3."
"2."
I trailed my tongue up to her ear, gently bitting her lobe before whispering, "1." And like I expected, there was a slight knock on the door before it was followed my several. "Mommy." I heard Rumi calling for Bey.
I laughed quietly as Bey roughly pushed against my chest. "Fuck you."
"I told your ass they was coming. I know my kids." I grinned as she told them that the door was unlocked.
They all rushed in and squeezed in any spot that they could between me and Bey. Blue laid out against my chest with her arms wrapped around me, while Rumi and Sir cuddled up to both sides on Bey.
I laughed at my oldest as she looked like she was about to fall asleep on top of me. "Good morning, Blu Blu." I got no response as her eyes drifted shut.
"I want to go swimming later." Rumi spoke against Bey's stomach and Sir stayed quiet, leaning more into Bey as she played in his hair and rubbed Rumi's back.
I let out and small laugh and Bey smiled, "We can do that. If that's okay with Mommy."
"That's fine, I could use a day in the water anyways."
"Ouh, in your bathing suit? Looking all good for me." I grinned.
"For you? Nah, boo." She stuck out her tongue at me.
In the mist of our conversation we didn't even notice that Rumi and Sir had both drifted off to sleep. It was uncommon, usually they were the main two pushing for us to get out of bed.
Hell, I'm sure they were the one's to wake Blue.
"I can't believe their asleep." Bey whispered.
"They just wanted to be all up on us." I laughed a little, wrapping my arms around Blue and rubbing her back to warm her up as she shook a little.
Me and Bey sat in silence for a minute as we enjoyed the company of our tired children. A yarn left my mouth as I felt myself getting back tired, but I guess Beyoncé already beat me to it as I looked over and seen her eyes shut with soothing breaths leaving her slightly gaped mouth.
I couldn't contain my smile.
This is my family, man and we so locked in.
I'm so grateful for the life that me and Bey created.
Raising three kids ain't easy. It's been times were we cried, prayed, and argued over getting this shit right, but I couldn't ask for anything more.
I get to see the world with my kids and the love of my life. I get to expose my kids to different languages, architectures, and lifestyles. All the shit I never got to see growing up.
