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ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱɪᴀ ʙᴀʀʀɪɴᴏ
ᴊᴜɴᴇ 24, 2020

it was currently 3 in the morning. taraji and i were opening up the email that tells her whether or not she got approved for her new apartment.

"tasia, wake up!"

"im up, baby."

"so why are your eyes closed?"

"they're not closed, just low because im sleepy."

"ok three...two...one... AH–..." my smile slowly faded.

"what's wrong?"

"....i didn't get approved."

"hey, im sorry. you'll get approved soon. don't give up." 

"im sick of breaking promises when it comes to laila. i fail her every fucking time. im so... sick of it." she snatched the covers off of her and got out of bed.

"taraji, don't be like that."

"how else am i supposed to be? i failed my baby again. it's like a repetitive fucking cycle."

"you may have not gotten approved, but you haven't failed her. we can always keep trying– this isn't a one-time opportunity. let's keep looking. come back in bed, your spot is getting cold."

she smiled before walking over, getting in on her side.

"we can look tomorrow. i know you ready to go to sleep."

"no, it's fine we–"

she cut me off with a kiss, "no, beautiful, we will look tomorrow. lets rest."

"okay" i smiled.

she turned the lamp off and spooned me. i grabbed her hand and interlocked our fingers, "taraji?"

"hm?"

"im lucky to have you and laila. i didn't know what real love felt like until i met you two. i love laila like she's my own and for you– youre my everything and more. i cant imagine life without you guys."

"as long as we’re here, you never have to imagine or even think about feeling lonely or unloved. im not gonna put it into wording because without actions, my words mean nothing, but i will prove it to you every day until i die."

"forever."

"and always."

she kissed my neck and pulled me closer. the most comfortable i’ve felt and slept in years.

the next morning, i checked the time and saw that it was 9 am. the shower water was running and taraji wasnt on her side so she had to have been in there. she goes to work at 6, so im kind of shocked that she's still here.

i didnt wanna invade her privacy, so i went to the guest bedroom and did my hygiene. i walked out and went to check on laila. she was sleeping peacefully. i went to pick out something for her to wear today before i woke her up.

i chose the bratz doll dress with the little tutu attached with the black tights and her pink bedazzled converse shoes. she has a head full of hair and doesn’t allow anyone, but taraji to do that.

"laila, hey, good morning."

"good morning, tai tai."

"how are you feeling?"

"great!" even when she’s tired, she’s still full of energy.

"tasia?!" taraji called out.

"in here!"