A/N: Devyn and Kyrie's PROM 2017 in the media above ^^^
- Thuggin
|Chapter 28|
- Devyn
PROM DAY / Kyrie's birthday !!
It's 5:00 AM and I'm in the damn shower. The excitement is real right now... Today is my baby's birthday and our senior prom! This is something I've always dreamed of and now it's here.
"I been working all night and now I need to hear you call my name," I sung as I got out of the shower. I smell so sweet. I dried my body off and lotioned my legs. I brushed my teeth, did the rest of my hygiene, and grabbed my travel toothbrush so that I could brush my teeth before I get my makeup done.
Kyrie is still sleeping because he got his haircut yesterday and there's not much for him to do. I'm going to wake him up with breakfast and one of his presents. He'll get his other presents tomorrow.
I put some panties and nike pro shorts on with a sports bra. I made my way down stairs and saw Ms. Kayla.
"That boy still sleep?" She asked.
"Yes ma'am. You wanna' help me make his breakfast?" I questioned.
"No boo! That's yo' man. Not mine," she laughed as she got up to help me. We whipped up some red velvet waffles and a seafood quiche. I've made him these waffles so many times and he loves them, but I've never let him taste quiche. I'm sure he will enjoy it though.
I drizzled syrup on both and drew a heart on the plate. I smiled as I poured a big glass of orange juice for him. I love this boy... Today he's 19 and I want today and tomorrow to be as special as him.
"Can you grab that box out of the coat closet?" I asked Ms. Kayla. She nodded.
We walked upstairs and started singing 'happy birthday'. Kyrie's snores lightened and his eyes fluttered opened. He just looked at us.
"Happy Birthday!!" I screamed. He smiled the biggest smile ever.
"I made you breakfast," I said handing him the plate.
"What the fuck is this?" He asked.
"Watch yo' damn mouth boy!" Ms. Kayla told him. We all laughed.
"It's seafood quiche. Try it," I told him. He took the fork and put it in his mouth.
"Dang. This good as hell bae!" He said eating some more.
"I'm glad you like it," I said. I grabbed the box from Ms. Kayla and she walked out. I sat on the edge of the bed near Kyrie. He was tearing the food up. Not leaving me any. I really did want some because it looks so good.
He finished up and wiped his mouth and burped. Ew.
"That was good as hell baby. You need to make that every morning," he said pulling me on top of him. He grabbed my ass hard as we kissed.
"You a old man now," I mumbled on his lips before nibbling.
"Mhmm," he said. I smiled and grabbed the box and handed it to him. I sat back on his legs.
"What's this?" He asked.
"Open it so you can see dumbass."
He opened it and his eyes lit up as he saw the many presents. I had to splurge on my baby. I bought him a new Rolex, some cologne, a bible, some of his favorite books, a sparx case where he could light a blunt or cigar, and a some fighting shit.
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