Timeless • A Kyle Kuzma Fanfiction

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astin

I'm woken up by the quiet patters of feet on my floor and the high pitched groans of Blake as she tries to lift herself onto my bed.

"What're you doing, baby girl?" I smile, sleepily. She gives me an even sleepier one and settles for hanging half off the bed. I pull her up and she immediately snuggles into my side.

"You know what Blake? We still don't have a car. We need to go to grandma and pop pop's house."

"I want to go to Pop pop's house." She murmurs with a yawn.

I roll over to get my phone and call my mom.

"Yes, daughter #3?"

"But I'm #1 in your heart."

"Sure. What's up Tin?"

"Okay? My car is still at your's."

"It is; when are you coming to get it?"

There's a beep sound and I look at my phone to see I have another incoming call.

"Give me one second, Ma." I switch the lines and smile unconsciously.

"Hey."

"Good morning." Kyle responds, followed by a yawn.

"Are you just waking up?" I ask, tugging at Blake's baby bonnet.

"Yeah. My mom called asking about you; my agent snitched."

"My mama! One second!" I switch over the lines and I hear my mother's deep sigh. "Finally! When are you coming to get your Tesla?"

"Sometime today? Not sure on the exact time considering I currently have no way of getting to you."

"Call me if you need me to come get you, bye!" She hangs up and I'm immediately hit with the sound of a toilet flushing.

"You don't know how happy I am I wasn't on the phone for the last two minutes. So, what were you saying about your mom?"

He switches his camera on to facetime and I mentally groan before doing the same. I roll over quickly to get my ear buds and prop myself up so he could see me better. Blake let's out a whine of disagreement so I pull her on my chest where her head finds home in my neck and her knee finds home in my stomach.

"Aw, look at you two." Kyle smiles, a tooth brush hanging half out his mouth.

"Tell me what your mom said whenever you're done." I whisper directly into the microphone so I don't bother Blake. I leave the app and check my message and I see new texts from Aus.

Twin 🔐
hey sissy, I'm sorry for what I said. It was outta pocket & wasn't my business to begin with. Ash told me you were talking to kyle so I'm assuming you took my advice anyway 😉😉. I love you so much and I'm glad you're moving on from blake. I know you're over yalls relationship ,but I was talking about like him as a person. we all remember how you were when he passed and I just want to make sure you're still healing. call me pls

Twin 🔐
also let me see my fucking niece bitch tf

I can't help but snort at the last message. I decide on just leaving her on Read until later; there's no point in me responding now.

"What you smiling at?" I click back on to out FT call and shrug.

"Why couldn't I have been smiling at you?"

He gives me a deadpan look and I childishly shrug again.

"Alright, tell me what your mama said." I was getting impatient.

"She was basically asking who you were and stuff. Nothing too serious. She wanted to meet you b-"

"Que?" I interrupt. We've been talking for all of three days and he wants me to meet his mom?

"But, if you would let me finish, I told her no. Or at least not yet. We're not there yet are we? I guess I already met yours..." He trails off and looks at me expectantly.

"What? That's completely different and you know it."

Blake sighs and rolls over before opening her eyes slowly.

"Mama?" She mutters before laying down again and huffing.

"Does she do that a lot?" Kyle asks, looking at us in casual curiosity.

"What? Wake up and then go back to sleep?" He nods. "I guess; she mostly does it when she's first waking up. I'm going  to start putting her off that though because she's starting school next year and she's going to need to wake up on time. Sigh. Just mom things." I offer him a half smile and he chuckles.

"Are we getting breakfast or what?"

"How about you bring breakfast here? My car is still at my parent's. Plus, I need to get Blake up and ready and who knows how long that'll take."

He nods slowly. "Alright, I'll be there in like an hour. Text me your address again."

"Okay. Bye, Kyle."

"Bye Astin, Bye Blake." He smiles as I look down and see Blake looking at the camera.

"Are you going to say bye?" I ask.

"Bye bye Ky." She mutters. He hangs up and I go ahead and send him my address. I pick Blake up and swing her over my shoulder.

"Let's get you cleaned up, stinky butt."