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Camya and Sy'aire have been friends for a while, meeting through there close friends, but the longing stares and the hidden touches always kept them wondering if there was something more between them but neither one ever spoke on it, Sy'aire kept his guard up with anybody that came across him, many people knew about him for being straight forward and blunt and most didn't like it but they still were attracted to him by his imitating demeanor and looks, he didn't have no interest in them, but when he's around Camya it's a different story, no matter how much he told his self to stop, he couldn't keep his eyes off her, when Camya finds herself a man, Sy'aire still finds his self wanting her heart, mind and soul so he can take care of her the right way, even if the man is his cousin.

"all the opp hoes sad cause he got shot & i got rich." a story heavily inspired by my oneshots "chances" & " love & war " from my book, hallucinating.

Six kids in one house, and somehow he still felt invisible. Taye was always working, always stressed, always trying to hold everything together but never really seeing him. The others were the same. Busy. Distant. Like surviving mattered more than anything else. And maybe it did. But that didn't stop it from messing him up. So he learned quick don't ask for anything, don't expect nothing, and don't let nobody get close enough to leave. That's just how he became Kairo. Rude. Distant. Unbothered. Or at least...that's what everybody thought. Now suddenly, things were different. Taye checking on him. Asking questions. Looking at him like he actually mattered. It didn't sit right. "Where was all that before?" Kairo muttered one night, staring up at the ceiling, phone in his hand but not really looking at it. Because care-real care-was something he didn't know how to trust. And that wasn't even the worst part. The worst part...was him. Kairos best friend. The one person who always stayed. Always showed up. Always saw him even when Kairo tried his hardest to push him away. That was the problem. Because Kairo wasn't supposed to feel like this. Not about him.

one of those queer stories about enemies to lovers

Best friends...to lovers...maybe? A gangster love story

"𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐛?" "𝐢 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝'𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞"

Oh this gay.. Right near Hamilton park, a block away was a barber shop- ran by the same old people nothing new, Everyone in the area seemed to know everyone- Everyone was struggling, seemed like everyone had someone locked up- Kids where joining gangs and hate filled the streets. Nassiah had just got released and didn't know what to do next- which led to his uncle giving him a job at the front desk in his babrber shop- but his uncle must've needed a lot of new employees because Nassiah has never seen him before- and if anything "turned" you gay he thought it would be jail- not some darkskin who thinks he's in charge.

In which, Hakeem wants Devin to be his favorite.

Bxb all characters that I will show are black and yeah Story contains Smoking Sexual activities Intersex character Gay shit Homophobic people Violence Gang banging Drugs Some sucide mention