Off The Deep End || A Weeknd Fanfic

Mamas Home

Sarabi's Pov:

"Mama?" I thought to myself as I watched Abel hug the tiny woman.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were visiting grandma?" He said as he let her go.

"Sweetie that was last week. Did you forget? The family reunion starts this coming weekend. That's why I came to remind you!" She explained.

"Oh yeah! Mama this is the girl I was telling you about. Sarabi, this is my mama." He said as he pulled me in front of him.

"Hi! My name is Sarabi King." I smiled as I held out my hand.

She stood back silently and looked me up and down.

"My grandkids will be so cute!"

"Mama!" Abel gasped.

"I'm just saying! She's beautiful!" She said as she pulled me in for a hug.

"Thank you Ms.-"

"Call me Samra." She smiled

All of a sudden she let me go and turned back to Abel.

"Now why didn't you hear me ringing the door bell? I had to go back to the car and find my key! What were you doing?"

"Uh, Sarabi fell and hurt herself. I was helping her get up." He said as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"Mmhm. And I got a date with Santa." She said as she looked between us.

"That was close." Abel whispered as she headed towards his room door.

"Too close!" I whispered back.

"Come on Abel and let her finish getting dress. At least let me think about baby names first."

"Oh my God, Ma!" He groaned as he closed the bathroom door and followed her.

After I showered and got dressed I went downstairs to see him sitting on the stool eating cereal.

"There you are." He smiled once he noticed I was there.

"Where's your mom?"

"She's gone. She wants to take you to dinner tonight." He said with a mouth full.

"Aww that's so sweet of her."

"Yeah. She said she knows I can't cook properly and you shouldn't have to do everything." He pouted as he put the bowl in the sink.

"She's not wrong." I chuckled as I leaned against the doorframe.

All of a sudden he was towering over me making my back press against the wall.

"Shall we continue?" He whispered as his face got closer to mine.

"Slow down pretty boy. I don't want your mama to walk in on us again."

"Fuck that. It's just you and me right now." He mumbled as he began to plant kisses on my neck.

"I think I'll call you songbird."

"Songbird? Why?" I giggled in between kisses.