Enemy! Baby Daddy?! [Drake x Kendrick Lamar]

7. His Eyes

Author POV

Drake woke up in the morning trying to piece together what happened last night after he ran from Cole. Everything was just blurry and fuzzy he couldn't make shit.

He sat up wincing as he took in the unfamiliar place he was in, he was thankful to the person that found him. But in the back of head he kept thinking 'What if it's Jermaines new place, what if he's trying to isolate me from the world?'

Those thoughts kept getting stronger and he was starting to panic when he heard a knock on the door and then Kendrick came in.

"Kendrick" he whispered, life was so unpredictable. Out of all the people that could have saved him, Kendrick was the one who did.

"Hey man, uh you good" Kendrick said looking at Drakes purple eye and busted lip.

"I've been better" the younger replies not really knowing how to hold conversation with his so called hater.

"Yea i changed your clothes, they were all bloody and shit. So yeah" Kendrick said after a awkward pause.

Now that Kendrick mentioned it, Drake panicked as he stared at the comfy black oversized sweats he was now wearing. It was clear who they belonged to. 'So he must have seen my pussy' was running through Drakes head.

Kendrick was caught off guard when Drake just started full on sobbing.

"Damn shit, uh sorry. My bad. I didn't take advantage of you please don't cry" Kendrick tried to coax Drake as he stepped closer to him. He was supposed to be happy to see his enemy crying but somehow his heart stung at the younger's tears.

"(sob) no-no no, you're going to t-tell them-them about me" Drake said crying as he covered himself with the blanket.

At that Kendrick knew what Drake was talking about. But he didn't hate him that much that he was going to out someone on their gender coz of some beef. He didn't roll like that.

Kendrick sighed as he sat down next to Drake on the bed and hugged him.

"I'm sorry, I really am. But I ain't tell no one I swear. Imma take it to my grave" Kendrick said with his hand on his heart.

"You promise" Drake asked seemingly vulnerable at the moment and Kendrick nodded.

For a moment they both locked eyes, and the world seemed to stop.

KENDRICK POV

I never seemed to notice how his chocolate eyes had a bit of a subtle blue in them. The way they sparkle.

I see him shifting as he looks down his ears turning red.

'Cute'....

'Shit' I say to myself as I realize what I just thought. I get up startling him.

"Uhm sorry, so who did that to you?" I ask him but I see him visibly tense up and bites his lip.

"Hey don't do that, you'll hurt yourself"

'Also it's sexy asf' I say the last part to myself.

"I... Can I not talk about it" he says his eyes glistening with tears.

"It's aight, do you want me to call anyone or maybe the police or some thin" I say taking my phone outta my pocket.

"No police, please. Just Uhm..... Call Billie her number is 310 807 3956. Please tell her to bring Mille too" Drake said as he sunk into the bed.

"Yea sure" I say as I step out and make the call.

Timeskip to an hour later.

I welcome Billie and Millie into my house as Millie is being dramatic crying and acting like somebody died. Whilst Billie was calm but you see she was angry.