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𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋. 𝘏𝘖𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘕 , 𝟴:𝟯𝟬 𝗣𝗠.
𝘽𝘼𝘾𝙆 𝙏𝙊 𝙋𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙀.
TREY DIDNT KNOW HOW TO REACT. His whole identity was everywhere now thanks to that post on instagram. Which means both the people who hated him in his boxing world will mix with the people who hated him outside of it.
He's been on bed rest for a couple days letting the hole in his side heal up like the stitches on his arm did, so he hasn't been on the streets selling or fighting in no fights but now lamar was going to be on his ass to top it all off.
He told him he needed a break to heal, but now lamar probably was going to think he's lying or whatever. And that he only said that to fuck around with some dude. Who knew. He just knew everything was about to change.
From the way julian's beautiful lips had yet to close with his mouth, he knew he was still in shock. So he pulled the phone out his hand, and then he grabbed his neck to pull his head up towards his brown eyed eyes.
"Listen ta me shorty. Everything gon be aight, okay? Dis was bond ta happen because people don't kno' how ta mind dey business."
Trey didn't believe that if he was being honest. Not at all, but he didn't need him freaking out.
After all, trey was already so angry for the both of them. Like the anger was bubbling inside his body, and he wasn't sure how he was about to react. He felt like he could grab his pole and just let the clips fly everywhere on the person who did this.
He wouldn't care if the hole in his side ripped, making it deeper or anything. He survived it happening, he could survive it opening more.
Julian was looking at him with wide blue eyes, but he nodded anyway. He couldn't help believing trey when he looked at him the way he did.
"So what happens now then trey?"
Trey didn't respond. He knew julian was worried, worried about everything and anything. Probably about other factors he wasn't aware because of this situation, and all he wanted to do was calm his nerves.
Make all his worries go away, and add them on to his own instead.
So trey leaned down, hand still tightly wrapped around julian's neck, and pressed a hard kiss against his soft lips.
"Dis does shorty." He breathed against julian's lips.
He kissed him until he couldn't think about the situation anymore, till neither of them could to be completely honest.
