Angel (Jahseh Onfroy/ Xxxtentacion Fic)

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April 7, 2017 (P.s. I promise the time skips will stop soon I know I suck. R.I.P. I'm just trynna get some drama.) P.P.S. My grandparents found my pot stash while digging through my room being nosey and I am royally fucked

"I'm going to miss you so fucking much Stokely!" I exclaimed, wrapping my arms around him. He embraced me tightly, rubbing my back. 

"You'll be fine, niglet. I promise I'll call. I love you, Teddy."

"You too, Stoke." I whispered before letting him go. He had to leave now. I felt tears stream down my face as he walked away and left the apartment, tossing his key to me  we always kept our keys here when we traveled. We had a situation a while back.

"He'll be fine." Jahseh assured me, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"You don't know that." I said.

"Yeah, but I know Ski. He ain't fuck around like that." Jahseh said.

"Well, shit can change. I just... I have a really bad feeling Jahseh." I sighed. He nodded and brushed his thumb over my knuckles. 

"He's alright." The boy assured. I nodded.

"I hope so." I mumbled.

"We can do whatever you want, though." He said.

"Can we just talk?" I requested. He nodded. We sat on the couch, his hand locked in mine.

"What do you want to talk about?" He asked me.

"Do you actually want a relationship with me?" I asked. He nodded.

"Of course." He assured me with a small smile.

"Do you mean that, though?" I asked.

"I wouldn't say I did if I didn't." He said.

"Okay."

"Do you want a relationship?" He asked me.

"Yes." I said.

"Alright, so we good then." He chuckled.

"Mhm." I laughed. "Are you alright with not having kids?"

"I mean, yeah. I thought I would have a little Jahseh Jr runnin' around eventually, but I know that you're going through something tough and I'll support you." He said. I smiled widely. 

"You're so sweet." I laughed.

"I know!" He exclaimed in a bubbly tone. I laughed and he pecked my cheek.

"You're so perfect." He sighed after a bit of silence. I blushed.

"You're perfect." I replied with a laugh.

"Well, you're better than perfect. I've always thought so."

"You always thought I was good?" I asked.

"I ain't ignore you because I didn't like you. I didn't talk because I knew how Ski felt about you and you was fine as hell." He chuckled. "Still are."

"Ugh, you're so cute." I laughed.

"You're cuter." He replied, booping my nose.

"Ugh, this cute couple stuff is so weird." I laughed.

"I know. It cute though. A nigga like some cuteness."

"You're so weird!" I giggled.

He dug his head into my neck and gave me small kisses on my collarbone, sucking on my skin ever so gently. I let out a low moan and he continued. I gasped as he bit on my skin gently. He slowly got on top of me and kissed my lips. I kissed back and wrapped my arms around his shoulder. He placed a hand on my leg and rubbed my thigh softly. I played with his dreads as our lips intertwined. Suddenly, he touched my *cough cough* lower region.

"I think we should stop, Jahseh." I said against his lips. He looked at me funny before getting off of me and sitting back down.

"This is awkward." He acknowledged.

"It's not you. Really. You're awesome." I said.

"It's gotta be me." He argued.

"It's not, Jahseh."

"What is it then?" He asked me.

"I don't want to talk about it." I mumbled. He nodded.

"I'll respect that, but I want you to talk to me." He said.

"I will." I said, kissing his cheek.

"I've got to get to work. Bye Jahseh." I said, running to my room tow grab my stuff before leaving.