I M A G I N E S G A L O R E

Happily Divorced? O2

An Odell Beckham Jr imagine.

Next morning...

Odell was in the kitchen, humming a little Anita Baker, reminiscing about last night's endeavors. He couldn't help but smile at the fact that the woman he loved was in his arms again after so long.

He didn't even like coffee but felt like he should just make it. The boys were awake, getting ready to go to school and Y/N was... knocked out. He smirked to himself, thinking about how good he beat it up.

A hung over and tired Y/N slowly walked into the kitchen. He still found her irresistibly beautiful, even when she thought otherwise. Odell studied the new found limp to her walk and chuckled to himself, the smile never disappearing.

"Ahh!" She groaned.

"Good morning to you too," He said. "Slept good?"

"Gimme that, gimme, gimme," She hurriedly responded, referring to the coffee.

He happily handed it to her as she sat on the island chairs.

"No, what happened last night? How much did I even drink?" She asked, taking small sips of the coffee.

"You downed the whole bottle. Not that I'm complaining though..." he trailed off, sipping on his freshly made cup.

"Wait... did we?" Her eyes got big.

Odell smirked.

"I liked how you did that thing with your lips..." he teased.

She instantly got mad.

"I can't believe you right now. You know this isn't the kind of relationship I signed up for Odell, you assh-"

"Bro I beat you- Ma! Hi." Kiyan replied.

"Wassup ma." Kyrell replied soon after.

She took a deep breath and faked a smile, hugging her boys, who were nearly towering over her.

"Hey babies." She cooed, playing in their curls.

"Ma!" They said in unison.

"Come get y'all breakfast," Odell said, placing two bowls of cereal on the counter.

"You slept here?" Kyrell asked.

"Uhm... no."

"Come on Ma, we could smell your vanilla cocoa butter scent from miles away." Kiyan butted in.

"Aye, finish y'all food." Odell warned as he wiped the counter.

"She probably got that shlong shlong..." Kiyan mumbled, earning a hard smack on the back of his head.

"Boy, what did you just say?" Y/N sassed, getting angry all over again.

"And how would you know that?" Odell pretended to take Y/N's side, but high key wanted to know.

"I mean, it explains why I got that shlong shlong..."

"And we heard y'all." Kyrell butt in this time.