Poetic Monaé • Tupac Shakur

Chapter 85

|Monaé's P.O.V|

"OW OW OW!" Pac exclaims in pain pulling his hand away from me, pinching at a thorn that got stuck in his finger. making me roll my eyes and try not to laugh...you would never think this dude was a straight thug if you could see him right now.

" you got shot six times and didn't complain this much" kissed my teeth but laugh at his distressed expression, as I tried to grab his hand again but he pulled it away, inspecting it more with a scared expression. My lord.

"Yeah but this stings!" He whined making me try and hold back my laugh.

"Stop being such a baby!" I laugh at him. Nigga act like a five year old...
He cute when he do it tho.

"It hurtsss.." pac whined pointing his splintered finger back at me so I could see it, that was some skinny ass thorn too.

"Please tell me how you managed to get a whole thorn in your finger..." I tilted my head trying to take him seriously, this nigga look so worried like he was going through life threatening surgery or some shit.

"It was those god damn roses!. Owww" he moaned in pain again making me chuckle. Listen i'm not even joking when I tell you this nigga HANDPICKED me some damn roses! My heart...he was actually too damn sweet.

"That's what you get for tryina be cute" i sass playfully.

"Shut up..." he said back, playing along. Oh it's on.

"Rubber lips"

"Fat head"

"Ugly"

"Stank ass"

"Fat head!"

"Ugly"

"I already said that!"

"Whatever"

"Bowling ball head ass" I spat back playfully as I noticed pac's shocked face as he clutched his heart making me giggle. He play too much.

"that was just cold...mean ass" tupac said in a fake sad tone mean mugging me, as I laughed even more watching him he scoot away from me. I swear he makes me laugh.

"Come here!" I laughed as he pretending to be hurt, turning his back to me. so I hopped off the bed and walked infront of him. He was still digging at that damn thorn.

"Why you mad" I chuckle looking down at him, noticing the complete concentration spread across his face, he gonna push that thorn deeper into his damn finger.

"Say sorry" he demanded playfully making me smirk and sigh.

"Now" he said looking up at my amused face. Why was he so cute.

"I'm sorry..." I cheesed trying not to laugh.

"Gimme a kiss..." he raised his eyebrows making me chuckle and lean in, pecking him on the lips quickly. It's so weird to think two years have passed where we weren't together, yet we are totally comfortable and back to normal...we're probably even closer now then before if I'm gonna be real.