𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐍.

𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘.

⌖ MOTHERFUCKA', YOU CAN'T TAKE BACK NO LOVE | O7O. ‹ ⚜ ›
❝ i love you, so much. i hate i gotta do this the hard way, but ion really give a fuck either. ❞

— SEPTEMBER FIFTH
7:3O A.M. ᐟ

"You're such a good boy..." Iris said, her smile stretching as she pressed a soft kiss to Asiah's chubby cheek. "No crying, no fits... oh my goodness, I'm so proud of you. You been doing so, so good lately."

She sat him on her lap facing her, her hands tucked gently under his armpits to hold him. Asiah stared back at her with those mismatched heterochromia eyes, both of them wide & shining like he was seeing the whole world in her face. His mouth curled into a gummy smile, babbles spilling out as he kicked his feet & reached clumsily for her.

Every time he looked at her like that, something warm bloomed in her heart. Those big, wide eyes of his always held this quiet awe, like he couldn't believe she belonged to him as much as he belonged to her.

"My beautiful boy..." Iris cheesed, leaning in to kiss his nose. It wasn't even a real kiss, more like a soft tap, the same little game that got him every single time. Asiah squeezed his eyes shut the second her face got close, shoulders lifting in anticipation. Then she hit him with the exaggerated, playful "Muah!"

& just like that, he burst into laughter, head tilting back, tiny hands flailing, pure joy spilling out of him as if that tiny nose kiss was the funniest thing in his whole universe.

She kept doing it over & over, kissing his nose & finishing it with that dramatic "Muah!" until he was practically breathless from giggling. Eventually, something else stole his attention, which never took much. This time, it was the sound of footsteps & his auntie coming down the stairs.

"Niggas really do piss me off." Jodie announced, rolling her eyes so hard it looked painful, shoving her phone into her pocket.

Iris glanced up, watching her cross the room toward them. She dropped down beside her on the couch with a loud exhale. "I swear... I wish you was on good terms with Jasiah." She muttered. "I could really use another one of those favors."

Iris raised a brow, shifting Asiah on her lap. "Since when do you have a nigga?" She asked, genuinely confused.

Jodie scoffed. "Oh, sweetie... I always have a nigga. Just never boyfriend enough to bring them up, but never too good to get their ass beat."

"I mean... you & him seem to be on good terms." Iris said, adjusting Asiah when he squirmed. "I'm sure he would do it for you."

"Yea, maybe." Jodie pulled her legs up & crossed them, exhaling hard. "But with this little shit y'all are in, it kinda puts me in a weird position too. I love both of y'all, & I really wish he didn't fuck up the way he did." She shook her head like it sat on her shoulders too. "Bless y'all hearts."