Dreamboat | Lil Yachty

10

*5 months later*

"Miles!" I yelled out to him as he walk through the front door of his mother's house. I ran straight up to him as he lets go of his stuff, jumping into his arms.

"I missed you," I say, inhaling his cologne.

"I missed you too baby girl," he says, kissing my forehead.

I let him go shortly so he can greet Ms. S but after that I'm right back at his side.

"Next time I'm away for that long, you going with me. I missed yo ass way too much," he says as we settle on the couch.

"Boy you know I have to work."

"Uhuh you can get the time off," Ms. Shannon says. "I don't wanna see you moping around like that again anyways. If I didn't know no better I would have thought he was gone way longer than a month."

***

"I missed you so fucking much," he says kissing my neck. We had made it back to his house after being at his mom's.

"Really?" I say as he places me on top of his bed and hovers over me.

"Mhm," he hums, placing another rough kiss on my lips. "You were always on my mind Cordelia."

He stops kissing on me, and takes a deep breath. He rolls off of me and onto the mattress beside me. I flip my body to face him, trying to figure out what had went wrong.

"Baby what's wrong? Did I do something?" He just stares at me with a frozen expression.

"Miles, baby, say something."

Still silence.

A couple of seconds go by as we just stare at each other. Both having two completely different expressions.

"I love you."

I let out a sigh of relief because he finally spoke, not fully realizing what he said until it hit me.

It took me a moment but I said it back.

"I love you too," as sure as I could be.

"You don't have to say it back C, I just needed you to know. I never had close to what we've have with anybody and I don't wanna be stupid and not realize it."

"I do love you Miles. I love you." I kiss him in hopes to reassure him.

He kisses me back and smiles.

"I also have something else to say," he starts. "After not being able to be with you for over a month, I realized how much I want you here, with me."

I furrowed my eyebrows, confused.

"Huh?"

He chuckles and holds my hand.

"I want you to move in with me, we both hate the goodbyes."

"Miles I would love to move in with you but are you sure that's what you want?" I say, quietly.

"Umm yeah," he says frowning slightly. "It's okay if-"

"No it's not like that, it's just that your gang stays with you and I just don't wanna be all in your space like that if that's not what you want," I explain.

"I always want you in my space and they won't mind," he says, adding on. "If they do, oh well they can deal. I need you here."

"Alright then, when do I move in?"

"How about this weekend?"

***

"Shit, you had more stuff than I thought you did," Perry says, putting the last box down and throwing himself onto the couch.

"It wasn't even that much," I say, hitting his arm lightly.

"Now we gotta make room for it," my boyfriend says, stretching. I hit him too.

"You said you'd do that before I came what the hell!" I roll my eyes as he laughs.

"Whatever Miles," I thrust myself up off the couch and up the stairs into my now room.

I started to make space in one of the two closets to put my things. The one I picked had a few things in there that could easily be moved into the other one. I picked up a stack of clothes and went to go in the other closet.

"Baby, I don't want you being mad at me," I hear from behind me. I set the clothes down and turn to face him.

"I'm not mad, just kinda irritated," I sigh, folding my arms. "I know you're life is nonstop fun and play but this is serious. Do what you say you're going to do and if you don't wanna do it, don't say you're going to. This is a new chapter in our relationship and things are changing."

"Okay," he says after a pause, shaking his head at me like I was dumb.

I squinted my eyes at him, feeling a wave of anger boil inside of me. I unfold my arms and ball up my wrist.

"Ba-"

"No," I stop him. "You listen to me real closely nigga, cause now you're really starting to make me mad."

I take a step closer, into his bubble. I look up and him and use my pointer finger as I talk.

"Don't fucking play with me cause I swear to-" I stop. "You know what, just go back downstairs and play that Xbox like you be doing cause I'm trying to get this done so I can actually live here. I'm not gonna say something I don't mean."

He doesn't move but I go back into the other closet and start hanging up my clothes.

I hear the door close.