I groaned out loud as I sat crouched in front of the toilet. The room felt as though it had been spinning for hours now. "You good?" Ray spoke from the other side of the door. Concern apparent in his voice. "Yeah babe I'm good." I spoke, running my fingers through my wild curly hair.The door suddenly creaked open. There stood my boyfriend, and a concerned look adorning his features. A Stussy shirt adorning his body, and a pair of baggy jeans and old Jordan 1's adorning his bottom half. The same matching gold chain that adorned his neck as well, sat around mines as well.
"Nah you not good." Ray chuckled softly. Shutting the door that seemed to muffle the sounds of the party going on in Estee's house. He began to situate himself next to me, taking my right hand into his, briefly bringing it up to his lips and planting a soft kiss amongst my brown skin. "Fuck. I drank too much." I groaned out, my eyes screwed shut as my hand rested atop my forehead.
Ray chuckled slightly taking in my disheveled appearance, as I continued to groan slightly. "Can we just stay here the rest of the party." I spoke, curling my body up on the tiled floor, and placing my head in Ray's lap. His finger began to softly run through my kinky hair, his other hand caressing my cheek softly.
"You can spend the night at mines tonight, I don't want you going home like this." Ray spoke protectively. "Thanks." I mumbled out, reaching in my back pocket to retrieve the cigarette I had put there earlier. I proceeded to light it as Ray and I sat in a comfortable silence. Basking in the presence of one another. "I fucking love you." I finally spoke up. Feeling the sudden urge to express my love for Ray.
A grin made its way onto Ray's face as he took the cigarette from my outstretched hand. "Nah, I fucking love you." Ray spoke, blowing smoke out of his nostrils. Taking the cigarette from his fingers I proceeded to put it. Taking his chin into my palm, I brought his face down to mine, as we began to French kiss. Our love and admiration for one another could be felt in the rooms energy.
"Your energy is just something else. It's like angelic almost." Ray spoke, his red eyes connecting with my own. "Nah yours is angelic. It's ethereal." I spoke softly, playing with the many rings that adorned his fingers. "When I'm with you it's like I'm in another universe. Like I'm on some type of alternative universe type shit." Ray chuckled, looking down at me. "Word?" I questioned, a smile gracing my features. "Word."
A knock sounded from the outside of the bathroom, knocking us out of our trance. "Aye! Are y'all fucking in here?" Ruben question, laughing at the end of his sentence. "Bruh get gone!" Ray shouted, laughing loudly at his friends question. "Aye y'all they fucking in there!"
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