(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...
(If u guys couldnt tell i really can't choose between KD x Kyrie and Bron x Kyrie oof; Though Steph x Kyrie will always be a "kind of" thing in this book-)
Kyrie, Steph, Kevin, LeBron, AD, Klay
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Do you ever just hate someone with a passion? I never really did till I met a dickhead who eats all my Uncle Drew Wheaties.
I was glaring at him reaching for the light orange box. Why did we even let him stay the night? Kyrie and him didn't even fuck- which makes me feel odd. They never - not - fuck. He looked back at me as he reached for the box, I was sitting on the kitchen table frowning at him.
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I hear Kyrie yawn and enter the kitchen, he looks at LeBron, raises an eyebrow, then looks at me. He laughs, "Steph, Bron doesn't even like that cereal you know? He's just messing with you."
I clench my jaw and think of a million and one different scenarios of how I could murder LeBron James. "You're... joking me..." I mutter between enclosed grinding teeth.
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Kyrie shakes his head and has to tiptoe to try and reach the box. LeBron helps him up by grabbing Ky's waist and lifting him upward to help him get a hold of it. My hands crunch into fists, the sight just frustrated me even more.
