Phillip continue to run his fingers through Fabians curls as he stared in his face. He stopped as he began to go into deep thought, Fabian looked just like him and was just like him. The way his mouth was slightly open as he slept, his hands together between his legs with his chin up. As he felt the tense stare , he began wiggling his nose as he moved closer to Phillip chest making his body invisible. Phillip heart warmed pulling his son closer, he continue to run his fingers through his hair.
"Babe you really left me upstairs?" Samarah stood at the end of the stairs only with Phillip's shirt on.
"He was crying in the middle of the night my boy can't sleep without me." Phillip lied.
Last night he was tossing and turning because it didn't feel right not having Fabian foot in his face, or smelling his scent up under his nose. When he got up to check on Fabian, Fabian was up in his king size bed rubbing his eyes staring at all the pillows around him. Once his bedroom door open he stuck his hands out with his bottom lip quivering.
At three in the morning they were both up drinking almond milk watching cartoons.
"No he wasn't you were tossing and turning and then you got up." She said laughing as she began to walk to the kitchen.
Phillip shook his head laughing as he turned his head to the tv.
"Ay girl you better put some clothes on my son don't need to be seeing your ass and titties jiggling."
Samarah came back in the living room with a bowl a cereal flopping down on the couch. "Shut up he's a baby he doesn't know what all that is. Besides Prosper probably walks around him like this all the time."
"Yeah that's his mama, your sick if you look at your moms like that. Shit my moms always wore a robe as long as I could remember. Your not his mama so that means your fuckable in a couple of years."
Samarah started laughing. "Your sick."
Phillip moved his head. "I'm fr. You think I'm playing." He said with a wide grin.
Fabian started whining. "Ight man I'm going to be quiet." Phillip said moving his hair behind his ear.
"Man his hair got to go." Fabian had rolled closer putting his leg on Phillips hip.
"he's getting really attach to you it's crazy. The man is all on you, I know he smell your morning breathe."
Phillip eyed her. "Shut the fuck up and stop hating on this here." He waved his hands between him and Fabian as laughed loudly.
"He about to get up anyways he just trying to get his life together before he really open his eyes."
Samarah put her arm behind her head amazed at Phillip. The room fell into silence as they focused on the TV.
The doorbell rung. Phillip scrunched his face up.
"Who the fuck at my door eleven in the morning." He said tossing his phone on the couch.
As he walked to the door he heard Fabian crying. Hesitate to turn around he decide to just quickly open the door.
Leaning on the door he stared at Prosper with all her things on his front porch.
"What brings you by?"
Smacking her teeth." Why else would I be here stupid?" she said mushing his head, grabbing her bags walking in.
"You staying or some why do you have all that shit." He said looking at her confused.
"No I took an uber here I came to get fab for a few days, we're going to take a cab back to my granddad's. Unless you want to take us." she said with a cheesy smile.
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I Will Prosper
General Fiction" You will be better than me. Your going to be successful, you will strive, and you will flourish. You are Prosper."