(Smut w/ plot)(Steph/Kyrie POV)
First few chapters are a lil weird but it gets better..
👉ALPHA/OMEGA DYNAMICS
SHIPS:
-KD x Kyrie
-LeBron x Kyrie
-Klay x Steph
-Kelly x Steph
-Andre x Steph
-Steph x Kyrie
-Jimmy x Kyrie
-Russ x KD
-DeMar x Kyle
-St...
"Kyrie?" I hear the familiar voice ask, making me want to disappear in the blanket. I feel heart broken, physically in pain and I have a throbbing headache.
I don't say anything, my vocal chords hurt, probably also from last night. I hide my head under a pillow, my headache really hurting.
KD slowly pulls away the pillow and gasps when he sees me. I don't know what he saw first: the bruises or my tears. "Kyrie, can you please talk to me?" he pleads as I slowly sit up.
My head hurts so damn badly I cry out in pain.
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"Shit," I mutter, grabbing onto K's arms in pain. He sits down beside me as I clutch onto my head. "Kyrie what is going on with you?"
I shake my head and blink my senses back. The ringing in my ear lessened. "LeBron and I were mad, and we fucked and damn," I clutch my head, I whimper in pain.
KD pulls me into his arms but it aggravated my bruises and I quickly pull away, backing away wincing in pain. "Kyrie, why do you let people do this to you?" he asks, slowly approaching me.
"We were both mad okay? I hit him and shit too!" I say, getting defensive. I start hyperventilating, "Where's Steph?" I ask, looking around.
"Kyrie I need you to calm down, stay with me," he slowly says, wrapping his arms around me. I begin to calm down in K's arms as he leans his head on the top of mine.
"Kevin, I don't know what to do," I admit, clutching onto the cloth of his shirt. "I like you I really do, but I- I like some other people too-" He hugs me close.
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"And if I end up with any of you- I know I'll still end up with LeBron's dick shoved up in me," I say, trying to breathe.
"It's okay. It's going to be okay, Ky," Kev whispers into my ear as he holds me close to his beating heart. He presses the back of his hand on my forehead.
"You might have a fever Ky," he gently notifies me. I quickly scramble out of his arms and back away, "K, you might catch a cold from me," I say, pressing myself to the corner.
