"You battle all dem niggas, let's see if you can battle for my luv..."

We keep it gutter We f*** with no rubber We be on top of covers He got a n**** and I got a b**** We don't tell on each other

/ˌserənˈdipədē/ (n.) To find something good without looking for it "they annoying," I said quietly. He leaned on the counter beside me, close enough I could feel his shoulder. "yeah," he murmured, eyes soft. "but I'm only here for you anyway."

One hotbox. One secret. Two boys who swore they were straight-until the smoke started messing with more than just their heads. Nic parties hard and lives louder, chasing highs and avoiding anything that feels too real. KT stays lowkey and unreadable, carrying a past he never talks about. They're nothing alike-but something clicks when they end up hotboxing in Nic's car at a random party. It was supposed to be just a vibe. But the more nights they spend together-talking, laughing, sharing things they shouldn't-the harder it gets to ignore the tension in the air. Glances last too long. Touches get bolder. And suddenly, nothing about being "just friends" feels right anymore. They've never looked at a guy like this before. Then again... they've never met someone like each other.

Amari finds his boyfriend of 5 year cheating on him with his 'friend' and finds comfort in his best friend Santana who is there for him during this breakup. Will they become more than just best friends? © 2025 All Rights Reserved To The Original Author ᯽𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐚n

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"jus breathe, i take care of mines."