"Baby, you're a ten. You have zero flaws and you're the one for me" -Nathaniel Vitro
or the one in which a plus-size woman is adored and loved on by the big man on campus who just so happens to be her crazy loving boyfriend.
A/N.; I hope that everyone is okay and that you all are practicing self-care, as well as finding your peace. This is unedited! Deuces! ✌🏾🤟🏾💜 ________
👑Nathaniel👑
Sometimes it really is a burden being handsome. If one more person, and I do mean person, hits on me I am going to pop a damn vessel. You do not know how awkward it is to be hit on by another man in front of my children, knowing that I cannot be the savage beast that I am because there are children around and my wife will kill me if I do. To add insult to injury, the guy is a freaking kid.
"-So what do you say, handsome?", the guy asked after flirting for a few minutes.
I could have walked away, but for some reason, I stayed to hear what he had to say. I opened my mouth to retort when another from behind me beat me to it.
"Get lost bitch! He's spoken for", came an all too familiar voice.
The guy placed his hands on his hips, his face falling into a scowl.
"And who the hell are you, his boyfriend?", the guy spat.
I shuddered in disgust. "Dude, that's just no. That's wrong on so many levels and you need to watch your mouth in front of my babies", I retorted sternly.
"Firstly, kids cover your ears for Uncle Tristian", he paused waiting for them to do so. They did before he continued. "Okay, I am family. You are a preying whore that needs to go find you a sugar daddy elsewhere, bitch. How old are you anyway, barely legal? Then this man is clearly married in case you missed the got damn band on his finger. Therefore, you should have never approached him to begin with. So I am only going to tell you once more to get lost before I set it off up in this bitch on my best friend's behalf, his wife and the mother of his children. Your choice", Tristian quipped abrasively.
I snickered at the guy's appalled face.
"Close your mouth, hon. Your breath smells like sweaty balls", Tristian said adding insult to injury.
I chuckled. The Vitro savagery.
"Well-well-"
"Well-well walk the fuck away. Shoo, peasant", Tristian mocked.
"Peasant? Bitch, I am a queen and your so-called cousin didn't seem to mind my presence. He enjoyed my attention", the guy said copping an attitude.
"Blasphemy! You're a fucking lie. I told you that I am married, dude, but you just kept going on about some shit. Like seriously though, who would seriously want your used and abused ass? No-one, especially not me and before you go on a tangent calling me a homophobe, kill that shit. You're easy. You hit on married and taken men, straight men because you feel as though you're fucking entitled. When in reality, you're not and you're just a preying asshole that needs some parenting in his got damn life. So as my brother so kindly put it, fuck off already", and with that ladies and gentlemen, I picked up the twins like logs holding them underneath each of my arms. Then I carried them off as I finally took my leave.
[And that's on kid being James Charles.
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